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Saturday, June 17, 2006

Okay, I don't want to complain but really... what did I get myself into?
In the words of my friend, I have become what I hated the most--a stuck up. I usually don't study but with the thought of dozens of cases hanging over my head, I just can't help but. It is getting rather tiresome, to say the least, going to the library every now and now (no mistake about that) to get piles of readings that in another school and course, I most likely would not read.
The truth is, I enjoy what I am reading. I am actually learning something practical. Another truth is that none of the rather few things I learned in college is ostensibly useful. None of Kant's ethics or of phenomenological philosophies. The only things I find useful now are those of William James (Pragmatism) but that is only because, as I have repeatedly said in the last few years, I am a firm believer of pragmatism.
The thing about liking law school is that it is a huge leap from what I am used to. I am a slacker. The only times I were actually seated, doing some form of learning is in the classroom and in front of the computer at the end or in the middle of the semester. The only exceptions are those of Creative Writing classes which are, like law school, taxing (no complaints here).
Whether it is a welcome change for me is debatable. Now, I actually go to the library to study. I can sit still for five hours straight just reading and writing notes. I am adjusting to the habits that law school students have. My only wish is that I can assure myself that I will not be grade conscious, lest I earn the spite of my other classmates. I also hope that I will not become so stuck up that I would not be able to talk to my old friends anymore.
At best, I can promise myself that I am still in this for the romanticized dreams of becoming a public servant (something my parents hope to erase from my system).
At worst, I am going to speak english as often as possible, which would be irritating otherwise.

The Lonely Joker who stares too deeply & too much at 3:55 PM

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