aftershock

i don’t remember the last time that i cried at the conclusion of a phase in my life.  a lot of people think that it’s heartless, but i’m convinced it’s practical:  people make experiences what they are — and you can always keep in touch with them.  so, that is what i will do.

law school graduation is the most anti-climactic instance of pomp and circumstance.  on one hand, it is fantastic beyond all realms of imagination that three years of hellacious toil and emotional abuse is over; yet, on the other hand, there is the bar exam.

the bar exam.  the culmination of law school, though most of it covers more about each area of the law than has been covered in any semester-long course.  between now and july 26th, i will be relearning/learning anew parts of the law that i neither knew nor cared existed.

“the only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing.”[socrates]

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but there lies a bright light at the end of the tunnel:  in the fall i will be moving back to terp country, where i have a job, friends, and proximity to the hustle-and-bustle of one of my favorite cities.  and i will make it my own.  finally.

until then, i have my summer goals:

• drink more water
• eat more fruit
• keep my a1c under 6.7% [read:  “conquer diabetes”]
• sleep more
• only drink good beer
• learn how to cook more things

darkest before the dawn

trite, yes; but true.  today is/was the official last day of spring break that i will ever have.  and it [along with my break] was spent doing work with the luxury of no classes.

i admittedly look back to my undergrad years and reminisce, something i was adamant i would never do.  but with the clarity of age and experience, i am pretty sure that i will not look fondly upon my years of legal education.  type one diabetes diagnosis aside:  the disingenuous friendships, the stress, the ego-crushing realities of curved grades, and the lackluster job market have made these years largely unbearable.  yes, i will leave here more analytical and with a handful of amazing friends, but in toto, this has been far from a walk in the park.

in 46 days i will graduate.  i will get my diploma, and then embark on a hellish two months of bar exam preparation.  and then i will sit for the bar, all the while with hopefully a career serving as the light at the end of my tunnel.  a career and…a dog.

so now it is time to hit the hay at an inappropriately late hour for such an early rise [the ‘early to bed’ component of franklin’s quote seems far too integral to the promise of being ‘healthy, wealthy, & wise’].

à demain.

bonjour.

as with anyone else starting a blog, i am doing so to preserve my inevitably brilliant day-to-day musings.  i make no guarantees that this will be funny, promptly updated, novel, or enchanting; however, i promise it will be a typo-free zone.