I originally started my blog with the idea that it would chronical my journey to law school as I grappled with the ins, outs, ups and downs of figuring out the law school application process. However, I don’t feel like I have been focusing on that of late. So, I’ll take a moment here and publicly look at where I am so far.
It is the middle of June, actually passed the middle by one day. My freelance paralegal business is starting to take off, at the expense of studying for the LSAT. When I formed the business back in January, I had no clue what I was doing…and I still don’t. Or, at least I don’t think I have a clue what I am doing (feel free to correct me if I am wrong). However, sink or swim is the best way for me to learn and I think I have reached doggy paddle. I have managed to get some clients, made my own website, started my own blog, and became addicted to Twitter (I am currently in a program to wean myself off of Twitter….it’s not working). I have made some great connections on there, both professional ones and people I would proudly call friends even though I have yet to meet them in person.
I made it through my legal history class at UCSD, which you heard a lot about if you follow me on twitter. Next Monday (June 22) I start a 6 week summer intro to law class (American Legal and Constitutional History: Crimes, Civil Wrongs, and the Constitution) at California Western School of Law. They have a partnership with UCSD and let a few (25) UCSD students take the class and I am lucky enough to be one of them. It will be my first real law school class. I am both nervous and excited. I haven’t been this excited about going to school since I started 6th grade and wanted to wear a pleated skirt and navy blue blazer. My mother convinced me that jeans and a sweatshirt was a more practical public school outfit (Mom, I think I missed my calling as a private school girl). But, I digress ever so slightly. This class is ridiculously important. I have to do well since I will have an actual law school class on my transcript. That transcript may come from UCSD, but it is still a law school class and will be a major factor in my applications to law school. (Again, correct me if I am wrong).
Working, school, blogging, tweeting, google reader-ing, etc does not leave much time for a social life or really much of a life at all. Honestly though, I wouldn’t change things for the world. I was told once (I can’t remember by whom or I would give credit) that if you find something that you love, then work doesn’t seem like work. It is true. I may run around crazy and stressed, but at the end of the day, for the most part, I love where I am in terms of career, life direction and what I am doing. It is all up hill from here.
I am the kinda of person who is nice to everyone until they give me a reason not to be…and it has to be a pretty darn good reason at that. I think that everyone deserves the benefit of the doubt, a chance to show who they really are, a everyone deserves a friend. On the flip side, I also believe that respect is earned and not just a given.
Lately, people have been giving me reasons not to be friends with them. I have been hurt, crushed, and betrayed. I am beginning to feel like being nice is an open invitation for people to try and walk all over you and try to take advantage of you. The people have also lost my respect. I am becoming very disgruntled with my community, my city, and the world in general. I just want to retreat from the world. Not interact, just stay home and lose myself in the world of books. Books don’t talk back to you or try to manipulate you. The are there and you cal lose yourself in the story as much or as little as you want.
However, as I spend more time on Twitter I am connecting with wonderful individuals who are the reason I have not become a hermit living in a cabin up in the mountains. There are amazing, wonderful, supportive people on Twitter. People who have lent an ear, lent a shoulder, listened to my rants, talked to me off Twitter, read my blogs, provide support, pay it forward, tell me my poetry doesn’t stink, etc, etc, etc!!! (that is a King and I reference, just FYI). So, I just wanted to take the time out to recognize the amazing community that Twitter is and thank of you for being you. I would thank you by name, but there are so many of you and I would inadvertently forget someone and feel bad and cry, so I won’t attempt to list all of you. You know who you are and you can feel warm and fuzzy without being named.
Thank you, Twitterville, for bringing wonderful people together.