I need to stop reading elitist trash spewing forth from law school forums. It’s really making me question the investment of going to law school to make anything less than six digits. Why does tuition have to be so exorbitant? Nay, why can’t I just erase all my F’s?
I’m really behind on work and I realized that it’s mainly because after scrutinizing an entire section layout several times and fixing headlines, I’m really not in the mood to read anything except for the aforementioned mind-excrement.
Coming up, I’m going to reflect on how I feel about L.A. and provide an appraisal of my future in it - detailing my love-hate relationship with the city and the increasingly derelict nature of our state. The coming decades will be sad times for all. Except for the filthy rich. Especially the filthy rich and old. Also, is Seattle in the cards for me? What if the big one up north comes while I’m there? While my family’s there? So much uncertainty. As you can tell, thoughts not immediately relevant are tormenting me when Wittgenstein’s Investigations should be fulfilling that task instead.
Life would be so chill right now if I didn’t have to work.
I also really miss when people would update all the time and there would actually be a point to refreshing people’s journals. Now all that keeps me semi-entertained are idiotic posts on lj communities. I think I’ll start cross-posting to naturalexponent, but just as a link so that people will actually click to this page. Yay or nay?
A deep sense of regret always floods my mind after I drink - especially when I told myself I wouldn’t until after I was done with the LSAT. I probably sound like an alcoholic now, but I assure you that’s not the case. I don’t drink often, but when I do, it’s crazy. As I made a passing reference to in my last post, I literally just down drink after drink to the point where other people would be vomiting their intestines out. This is not a good thing.
In any case, there has to be a physical consequence and I’m thoroughly convinced that I’ve picked up some major cognitive deficits over the years. (I always have trouble speaking in the days following). In short I’ve probably jeopardized a few points of my LSAT score - little details matter on those questions, and so does each point. I mean, even someone with a high GPA needs a high test score to get admitted. I’ve seriously been at the point where even getting a 180 wouldn’t guarantee me admission into any school, but I haven’t been trying as hard as I should to make that score. I lose.
And in closing, to end on a note that doesn’t make me look like a depressing alcoholic, someone start a workout regimen with me. This includes cardio, weights, just overall conditioning and some (read: a lot of) tennis.
My head hurts so bad. I really need to learn to stop before I get to the point where I’m chasing whiskey with wine and wine with beer and beer with whiskey and whiskey with wine… etc. Makes me wish I were a light weight.
I’ve decided to try and maintain my recent hot streak of blogging even if on inane topics. I’ll be beating a dead horse here, but I really can’t wait to graduate. It just sucks because I feel like as soon as I got back on track and started doing well in school, I’m hit by senioritis. Such little motivation. Unfortunate, because I finally feel like I’m getting a handle on philosophy as a major, even though I wrote the most rambling, incoherent paper this past week for 100C.
I don’t completely blame myself. Jury duty really did set me back this quarter. I missed almost a week’s worth of class and still had work to go to, effectively getting more behind on my reading that I would’ve been otherwise, which is pretty bad to begin with. And you know how it goes; the more you fall behind, the less motivated you are to read.
Ah, but regardless of how I close out my college years, I can’t wait to explore my post-grad options: get a copy-editing job - newspaper, magazine, maybe even with tokyopop if they have a position open - even with my lack of experience; do something more legal-related; work with a nonprofit environmental or social justice group; teach in korea with Jaymie. As tough as it is, it’s better than not having options at all, right? Although I’m assuming that I’ll be accepted into these positions. Too bad I can’t just write an amazing novel.
For now, I’ll try and read, for real. And I only now realized this long after I originally posted this entry, but ‘juice’ is ‘justice’ with the ’st’ removed. There was no point to that. I just like justice.