There is no way to describe these past two weeks other then stop and go, go, go.
It's all study and then a literal pouring of information. Once that final starts 3 hours fly by and I sit there kind of stunned and exhausted.
Everyone seems to be reacting differently. A lot of my friends have been throwing up (I've kept with my normal appetite, unfortunately), others have taken my route which is to have a random break down. Luckily mine occurred while already in bed.
I just found myself breathing through uncontrollable sobs. I knew it wasn't going to stop by any power of God, so I let run its course. I felt sorry for myself for a good 10 minutes and then dry eyes.
Thursday at noon, I will be finished with my first semester of law school. I can not even type this without a smile rushing to my face. I might fail every final (I guess they are technically Midterms since these are year classes, but 50% of a grade sounds more like a final to me)
but I made it through a semester. Fuck everything but that.
On Saturday I fly back to Missouri. ughhhhhh
It's almost depressing. I mean of course I am excited to see my parents and some other people and not do anything and have my mom cook for me and etc. But I will miss my new home.
I'll be missing New Year's here (although Grishma alone makes up for this) and I'll be missing Jenny's birthday and oh THE SUN.
Good and bad, I will make the most of my trip.
Because that's what I do....That's a lie, I bitch a lot and drink.
But at least I have a plan.
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