And am officially behind on my readings. It took 4 weeks, but of course I ended up here.
Between classes and socials (oh my god, the socials - I skipped one today, and there's one on Thursday, Friday and Saturday - WHEN DO THESE PEOPLE STUDY?!) and me trying to see non-law school friends and readings and papers (they're worth a marginal % of my grade, but I still have to do them) and now... presentations (ugh. my contracts class will be the death of me), I'm going crazy.
I don't even know how much other stuff I'm supposed to take on. OCI's are at the beginning of next year, so I only have 1 year to pad the resume and impress whatever firm I want to work for after my 2nd yr (which then affects where I'll article after 3rd).
Audrey, any tips on how much to take on?So far, I've got 4 things I'm really involved in, but I think I underestimated just how much work the Law Journal stint would be. And also, the crazy competitiveness is starting. I think I've already managed to ruffle a few feathers by getting into the OHLJ. Seems like half the people in my section applied, but only 5 of us got in. So that's going over well. ARGH.
Sigh. Eid was last weekend and while it was a ton of fun (surprisingly), it pretty much ate up 48 hours that I didn't have to spare in the first place. And now I'm playing catch up. I'm just now finishing today's to-do list (it's 3am), and I'll have to be up in 6 hours to shower, then start/finish my Torts readings before my class at 11:30. Well, I'll try to finish at least half of them.
So, I apologize in advance if I'm not around to check the f-list and comment over the next little while. I read everything, especially since some of my lectures are entirely useless*, but I'm going to take a back seat with LJ for a while. Well, theoretically.
All that being said, I'm excited for
Word on the Street on Saturday (though I have no clue who I'm going with?). But anyways, I deserve at least one afternoon a week to myself.
*Today my crim prof tried to explain the complexities of criminal law by creating an analogy to The Exorcist. Apparently, the realm of criminal law is the girl, foaming blood at the mouth, head spinning backwards, levitating, and generally being crazy while we, the lawyers, are the priest who's trying to ritually cleanse her -- BUT I DON'T UNDERSTAND BECAUSE THE DAMN PRIEST DIES IN THE END. At the hands of the crazy girl, no less. That can't be promising.
Ugh. My prof's insane. He'd be adorable as someone else's professor. But as mine? He's just insane.