Thursday, October 15, 2009
Noisy people
Why are Law Review people soooo loud? It is impossible to be in the room at the end of hall without hearing their screams. Helloooo..... people work here!
Monday, October 12, 2009
THE BAD day
You know sometimes we have those bad days, when you want just to cry or to ask everything and everybody go to hell? Yeah, this is my day today. Whether it is because of the winter time approaching, or I feel like absolutely unsatisfied with what I do, or maybe it is those articles about bad economy and about lay-offs of the lawyers, or maybe my conversation with a friend about hardships to find a job in this place (or maybe in all US). For the past two weeks I have been thinking that I made a bad choice going to a law school. Isn't it strange? I was always thinking that this is what I wanted to do, and now those thoughts? Just uncertainty in the future calls for the pessimistic thoughts that killing all my enjoyment of life (if I ever had such!!!???). Some people avoid there frustration by plunging into work. This is what I should do, I think, instead of pouring sheet on these pages.
Thursday, October 01, 2009
Hectic Thursday
"Only 4 hours of sleep. You are crazy!"*
That was the beginning of my day on the first of October. This is what my husband told me when I got up at 6 am and rushed to bathroom to get ready. I wanted to bit traffic, which I didn't do anyway. I longed to be in the library as early as I could to finish up my reading assignment that I didn't finish last night, even though I have stayed till 1:30 am.
I stuck in the traffic, came to the library, started my laptop, and what a surprise -- the class for which I tried to prepare was cancelled. Well, at least I had time to finish preparing an agenda for Friday's meeting with a client. Then reading for the class, during which I didn't understand a single thing. After that I had a meeting with Professor that had a 30-minutes break because he had to take a call. A 30-minutes lunch. Then I had checked email and seen a draft of memo that I had to edit immediately to send it to a client and advisor. Editing happened in a crowded cafeteria where other students warmed up by a few glasses of beer were loudly chatting about something. What the heck was happening, I had no idea, though I didn't care about much, because I called my hubby and after I had finished work, we went to Italian restaurant and had tasty pasta (surprisingly, I ate pasta, although I don't like it that much). After that we came home, and I fell down asleep.
What a day.
That was the beginning of my day on the first of October. This is what my husband told me when I got up at 6 am and rushed to bathroom to get ready. I wanted to bit traffic, which I didn't do anyway. I longed to be in the library as early as I could to finish up my reading assignment that I didn't finish last night, even though I have stayed till 1:30 am.
I stuck in the traffic, came to the library, started my laptop, and what a surprise -- the class for which I tried to prepare was cancelled. Well, at least I had time to finish preparing an agenda for Friday's meeting with a client. Then reading for the class, during which I didn't understand a single thing. After that I had a meeting with Professor that had a 30-minutes break because he had to take a call. A 30-minutes lunch. Then I had checked email and seen a draft of memo that I had to edit immediately to send it to a client and advisor. Editing happened in a crowded cafeteria where other students warmed up by a few glasses of beer were loudly chatting about something. What the heck was happening, I had no idea, though I didn't care about much, because I called my hubby and after I had finished work, we went to Italian restaurant and had tasty pasta (surprisingly, I ate pasta, although I don't like it that much). After that we came home, and I fell down asleep.
What a day.
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