Look at your right and left, and then leave...

you know when you are young and your parents tell you how smart you are...well...law school is there to prove them wrong...
first day of orientation, they throw this massive amount of bullshit at you while you are cursing your own damn luck that you didnt have the talent to be a hippie artist..."look at your right, look at your left, the person who is sitting next to you won't be there next year" and you're thinking, besides the fact that you might be the one who is not going to be here to see those people next year, you might actually go blind from reading 200 pages/day... then you meet other law school victims, start thinking that you are all in the same boat...if im drowning, they are obviously coming down with me, right? yea, dream on....they know everything...while you are going through your high school dictionary to understand the words in the first place, they are citing the constitution like a sonnet....besides the fact that all your casebooks look like encyclopedias and you are wishing they had a "law for dummies," you are shooting blanks in class and that 9.50/hour job doesnt look so bad anymore...
although you think that you know your way around the computer, trying to type, read,listen, avoid/be ready for the socratic method requires more than that....even if you manage to hold your laptop, few encyclopedias, a gigantic bag in two hands and your extra large and bold coffee in your mouth, now you are stuck cause there is no one there to open the door for you....
your back hurts, your white tshirt is not white anymore ...coffee stains all over it...you are clueless which building you are supposed to be in...but you are still brave...you make it to the classroom in one piece...just before you realize that they don't spend the first class going over the syllabus, you get called on...and the law school begins...

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