Friday, August 31, 2007

First Week

I survived my first week of classes!

Impressions after a few classes: Everyone else in my class is the cream of the crop. They are the top 10% of their...respective realms. I am the stupid one. BUT, I'm really enjoying my classes so far. Sure it was only the first week (easy to say that now, right?) but honestly, the material fascinates me. And that is step #1, isn't it?

I think life is a funny business. Two years ago, this time, I never would have dreamed that I'd be entering UT Law in 2007. Never. I didn't want to go into law, and I certainly would never have thought myself 'smart' enough for it...especially for a school like UT. This time one year ago, I wanted to go into law, but I definitely didn't think I'd get into a school like UT. In fact, as I recall, when I came home from the LSAT my words to my folks were: "We'd better start praying that some school somewhere takes me!" But I was pretty sure it would be a third or fourth tier school.

So I guess that's all just one more testimony to God. And I admit, it's pretty cool to see His hand in everything. I'm exhausted right now -- trying to move in during the first week of one's classes at a new school is never a good idea -- but it's been fun. I think I'm happy here. I think this is gonna be a good three years.

Lessons learned so far:
When going to law school, move in a week before classes start. It stinks to be unpacking at 4 am the night before orientation.

Socratic method isn't all that scary after all...maybe.
Do not, I repeat do not develop a cough that lingers through your first week of classes. (I swear I'm practically suffocating myself to avoid coughing in class and instead of successfully smothering the cough in question, I just sound like I'm suffering from hysterics....my poor professors probably all think I'm about to burst into tears!)
Don't be late to the bus stop. Blessing of public transportation: cost-effectiveness. Curse: the bus-drivers won't speed if you're running five minutes late. sigh.



p.s. appropriately, THIS is post is in burnt orange. In case you live under a rock, burnt orange is UT's color.

1 comment:

herewegoagain said...

I just keep saying, over and over again,

"my daughter the lawyer, my daughter the lawyer"...to the tune of "The Eyes of Texas".

It works!

xx