I listened to a law-related presentation today (actually, multiple law-related presentations), and I remembered that I used to like this stuff. There’s a reason I went to law school. Okay, three years of law school very nearly beat the love out of me, but I do find it fundamentally interesting. And now, as law school fades into the almost blocked-out past, I can enjoy law again, maybe. I was excited to do something development-related for a while, but today made me realize that I really do like law. I would not be happy doing something that required only my first degree.
It’s a good realization because law is exactly what I’ve committed myself to doing in the next few months. Bar exam, here I come. (I’m glad I waited, though, because I was not emotionally equipped to handle a bar exam in June/July. Not at all. Toooooo tired. It’s a stupid plan to make people study for and take this huge test immediately after three years of non-stop stress. Cruel.)
Anyway, so there were these law-related presentations. Fascinating. (I am SUCH a nerd.)
Nothing else has changed. Well, nothing interesting. I did discover that the wrinkled yellow fruits that I rejected in the little market the other day are my beloved passion fruits in different form. The ones in
My stomach is still not happy (witness: posts while in