Broken Promises

Life has been busy lately; things don’t slow down as you advance in law school, the opposite seems to hold true.  Between the Negotiation Competition, studying for the MPRE, applying for jobs, schoolwork, and class, I haven’t had time to catch my breathe.  It is so hard to believe that it is almost November and that finals are just around the corner once again.  This is probably the hardest part of year for me, as our last break from school was Labor Day and our next break does not come until Thanksgiving. 

Last weekend, I tried to leave all the stress the last two months have caused me behind and get away for a bit.  My boyfriend, Joe, and I decided to take a trip to Maine for some rest and relaxation.  While packing, I promised I wouldn’t bring all my books, but instead just a few.  I told myself I would do enough work to get through Tuesday and than worry about the rest after we got back.  I also promised I wouldn’t worry, not about work, not about school, not about Monday.

Needless to say, I broke a lot of promises that weekend.  I went to bed thinking about everything I had to do for the following week, I woke up thinking about all the reading I had to do for class on Monday.  I tried so hard to leave it all behind, but law school life has a habit of creeping up on you.  I did do some relaxing, although it was in the form of retail therapy, but at least we got away for a long weekend (and I got all my work done through Wednesday). 

This year has made me realize that I have changed a lot since entering as a 1L; my life has conformed to the mores of law school.  I now know as hard as I try, I can’t leave law school behind me, but maybe thats a good thing.