Still alive!

Hello again friends!


Coming to you from the always fabulous Las Vegas, Nevada...

Grades are in, my first year is over with and I'm ready to reflect. What a crazy thing I've subjected myself to. Law school is what I figured it would be and possibly more. I apologize for taking such time away from speaking with you all, but, as my family can probably confirm, I haven't spoken to really anyone since Spring Break. It was time to move into law-exam hermit mode and, my loyal audience, you were a casualty of that reality.

I felt much like this...

But back to what's important --> Survival of the First Year and so on.

This past semester was rough. No, I mean it. Really ROUGH. I can sum it up in one quick description:
The night before my Property exam at approximately 10:00pm, I looked at Kris, my wonderful and patient future husband, and said, "I'm going to [insert expletive] fail this test. Its 10:00 and I feel like I know NOTHING."

Well, despite those (several) moments of insecurity (and hopelessness) turns out I know a thing or two about the law.* Grades were just fine and I still believe that this was the right choice.


*Except perhaps Civil Procedure. I still don't know what the hell was going on in there. I think that's pretty standard though.



Well, ladies and gentlemen, I made it. I survived. I conquered the first year. So, just as those who came before me, I rejoice in ways that non-law school friends and family will not understand when I say:

I'm a 2L.