My Excuse Note
I've been a bad blogger, but it's only in my attempts to be a good law student. I'm mid-finals time, and I'm this close to wanting to die a happy death right now. Give me a few more days, and I might just welcome any escape from these exams!:)
For the last 12ish hours I've been in the middle of a mild panic attack. I had to stop studying last night when I realized that reading one more thing about the Congressional spending power might send me over the edge. Then I spent the whole night dreaming about law professors past and present (with a underlying "What happened in the Broncos game?" question that kept coming up in my dreams). I really cannot wait to be done with this law school game for at least a few weeks. Of course, if the MTA employees do end up striking...I'll have to wait until January 9th to take my exams. Not cool.
This morning I realized that I never had experienced a panic attack until law school. Actually, my very first panic attacks were over not getting into a law school at all. Since then, I've had them every so often--whether it be in regard to finals, grades, or feeling inferior to my peers. It makes me wonder if this is a good or bad thing. Does the fact that my body and mind are freaking out about law school mean that I'm finally pushing myself in an area where I'm not comfortable? Does it mean I'm finally extending myself? When I was an ad major, I never really freaked out about anything. Of course, that was a double edged sword. I was pretty relaxed most of the time, but I also dismissed things too easily.
Or maybe it's an indication that law school isn't exactly for me. Of course, I've already spent a summer mulling over that question and decided to stick it through. At least I can say that, for the most part, most of the people I'm in class with are as stressed out and strung out as I am. What merry company we be...
Okay, time to spend the rest of the day in the delightful world of Constitutional Law... More interesting and less self-indulgent (if that were possible in a blog) posts to come later!
For the last 12ish hours I've been in the middle of a mild panic attack. I had to stop studying last night when I realized that reading one more thing about the Congressional spending power might send me over the edge. Then I spent the whole night dreaming about law professors past and present (with a underlying "What happened in the Broncos game?" question that kept coming up in my dreams). I really cannot wait to be done with this law school game for at least a few weeks. Of course, if the MTA employees do end up striking...I'll have to wait until January 9th to take my exams. Not cool.
This morning I realized that I never had experienced a panic attack until law school. Actually, my very first panic attacks were over not getting into a law school at all. Since then, I've had them every so often--whether it be in regard to finals, grades, or feeling inferior to my peers. It makes me wonder if this is a good or bad thing. Does the fact that my body and mind are freaking out about law school mean that I'm finally pushing myself in an area where I'm not comfortable? Does it mean I'm finally extending myself? When I was an ad major, I never really freaked out about anything. Of course, that was a double edged sword. I was pretty relaxed most of the time, but I also dismissed things too easily.
Or maybe it's an indication that law school isn't exactly for me. Of course, I've already spent a summer mulling over that question and decided to stick it through. At least I can say that, for the most part, most of the people I'm in class with are as stressed out and strung out as I am. What merry company we be...
Okay, time to spend the rest of the day in the delightful world of Constitutional Law... More interesting and less self-indulgent (if that were possible in a blog) posts to come later!
posted by Barbara at 8:47 AM
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