Confession
I’m going to be attending law school in the fall, and while I feel excited to be returning to the academic world I just don’t feel that thrilled about law school. I keep having doubts and I’m concerned that I’m not heading in the right direction. I think, however, that if I can survive law school and do my own thing with it then I will be happy. I don’t want to get bogged down in this dry legal world but here is definitely a warmer, brighter side to law that I feel like I could live in.
Still, I feel like I’m walking down this path after having made a choice at the fork in the road but I keep glancing back. I keep thinking I want to turn around. Is that fear? Am I just anxious about this 3 years of studying hell I’m about to decend into? Maybe it’s just the weight of all the “advice” I’ve been given about how hard law school is and to survive you need to study 24/7, sacrificing life for books. That’s intimidating stuff but is it worth turning around for?
I can’t shake the thought, however, that going to graduate school for Classics or museum studies is where I should aim. The only thing that turns me off about that is that I would need to go back to college to take the Latin I missed out on (for a Classics grad). I’m unsure about the museum qualifications. The downside to that is that I worry I’m just dwelling on the past. I loved being a Classics major but maybe that was due to the teachers and my friends? Maybe, I wouldn’t love it AS much with anyone else?
I do enjoy aspects of the law. There is definitely a pull there and I think I could find a life I’d love there, but I can’t figure out if it’s THE pull. Is this the right way? My doubt worries me. I don’t think I’m lawyer material sometimes. I love Classics but can’t tell if I loved Agnes Scott Classics or if I’d been taught anywhere else would I have still majored in it?
This whole figuring out who you are thing is hard. I wish I had a thousand lives so I could try a thousand professions and hobbies. Then I wouldn’t be bogged down into deciding it all. Right. Now.
Travel agent also sounds fun.
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One year ago I met Ben and the rest of the Wausau crew for the first time. :D It’s so amazing how much has changed since then! It feels just like it did being here a year ago and at the same time it all feels completely different. I’m older, a little wiser, I’ve graduated, these once new people around me are old friends and family to me now, I’m getting ready for law school, preparing to move in the boyfriend…just…wow.
One year ago marked the beginning of some of the worst times in my life, yet. In that one year my life has changed course completely to some of the best times. It has been hell and it has been heaven all at the same time. I have survived pains that I thought would tear me apart from the inside and held on to pleasures that it almost isn’t fair for one person to have for so long. I’m glad to be rid of the things that were poisoning my life earlier in the year, like the Druid that I am though I have cleansed those away and am healing beautifully. :D And I’m all the happier for having gone through this past year.
Thank you Ben, for standing by me for the bad and the good. For helping me through those times where any almost other man would’ve turned away and made me deal with it alone, too selfish or scared to get involved. Thank you for having faith in me, for cheering me on, encouraging me, loving me, and being my partner in crime for an entire year now. To my other friends and family, thank you for putting up with me, as well, during the rough times. I know I had my moments where the weight that I carried was forced on to you, even though I never meant for that to happen. You are the best friends a person could ever ask for and you never stop proving it!
Although it’s not New Years officially, it’s a new year to me. So Happy Lauren New Year and happy one year of officially knowing each other Ben!
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This blog is but a small escape for a law student. At any minute I anticipate realizing I would rather spend my life at sea and run off to become a pirate.
In an ideal world, I want to work out west in Jackson Hole, WY, so I can contribute to wildlife protection and work on my hobby of photography, with any luck becoming the next Tom Mangelson. Then, in my off time, go to Atlantic Beach, NC for a seaside getaway. Ahh, that would be the life!
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