I haven't written in a while, let's blame it on law school, which is, let's be fair, much more intense than undergrad, especially as we hurtle towards first round of finals. The other factor is that life has been boring as of late. But it's Christmas time, so I will do a blog post with what holiday cheer I can muster after expending much energy stressing uselessly about exams. Despite everyone's sighs over corny Christmas music, I happen to love the Christmas atmosphere. A Michael Buble rendition of a Christmas song, a hot cup of latte warming cold hands, it's hard not to smile about that picture. Santa Baby has been on replay in higher and higher frequency as I approach finals. It's the only thing that keeps me sane, that and talking with friends who are not in law school.
And let's face it, I haven't exactly let my guard down with anyone in law school yet, there haven't been any friendships that would allow me to talk about something non-law school related. I must confess this process is very very slow-starting. Maybe I'm too picky with friendships. Maybe I'm awkward around new people. Maybe I don't pick the right times and places. And it doesn't help when other people admit to running into the same blocks. (Well, it helps a little.) Because then what are we doing? We want the same things. We are in the same place. We have been whipped by the same cultural expectations and social handbooks for twenty some years. What more could there be besides motive, opportunity, and means? In law, they add up to misconduct beyond a reasonable doubt. In law school, they add up to no conduct plagued by self-doubt. When will the trial be over? Has it even started? Santa baby...bring me a winning verdict. I've been a very good law student this year.
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