LSAT. London. Life. Oh my!
Okay where do I begin. I really feel like I have so much and nothing to say at the same time. Not sure how that’s possible. There are constantly a thousand thoughts swimming around in my head, and the second I try to articulate them, the pages are blank.
So I guess there’s no real theme to this post. I just wanted to check in. Say hi. I graduated college last month! Everyone keeps asking how it feels, and to be honest, there is no real difference yet. I think it’ll hit me when I move and the fall semester at the University of Texas carries on without me present.
I take the LSAT tomorrow. I’m sorry to everyone in my life because I have been so obnoxious about it. But it’s kinda a reaaaallly big deal to me. I questioned for the last few years if I even wanted to go to law school anymore or if it was something I was just proud to tell people I was planning on doing. My parents are obviously a main source of inspiration for law school, but they have never put any pressure on me to follow in their footsteps. And I think it’s because of that, that I’m proud to do so. I grew up surrounded by some really great lawyers who have made me the person I am, and I feel a lot of internal pressure to make them proud. I know LSAT or not, lawyer or not, they are proud of me. I guess I’m proud of me too. For deciding what I want to do and sorta sticking to the plan I made for myself many years ago.
On another note, I keep telling everyone I’m moving to London this summer. If manifestation and speaking it existence was enough to get me there, I’d be good to go. However, I am still trying to figure out logistical things…you know, like a job and housing. No big deal! And despite having no concrete reason to believe I’m going to figure it out, I still feel like I am.
Maybe that’s delusional; maybe I’m just used to getting what I want. Either way, you know when your gut just tells you you’re going to figure something out? That’s how I feel about moving to London. I have no backup plan so it’s this or…..I’m not even sure. Some may say that’s brave and others say it’s stupid, and I’d agree with both. For someone so uptight, I’m surprisingly relaxed about the whole thing.
