It's odd that my lack of a love life is worth addressing nowadays?
Via conversation with my best friend:
Elle (1:04:34 AM): i must confess something...
Moi(1:04:45 AM): go ahead, my child
Elle(1:04:56 AM): i hate seeing you single
Moi (1:05:01 AM): ?
Elle (1:05:01 AM): please find a bf asap
And that is exactly why we are best friends. How I've missed her and her pow wows.
I should be working, but I gave up hours ago. I wish I could trust myself to nap and wake up at 5/6 to continue.
So less stressed now that LSATs are over. Now I just need to start GRE/fellowship stuff...
Love you long time. Hopefully I can get back to blogging soon. At least over break.
Love you long time.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Friday, December 5, 2008
Julienne cuts in my musculature
I realize I haven't posted in an awful long time.
It's been hella busy around these parts.
LSATs tomorrow. I generally have been content with the idea that I'm going to do horribly and can kiss my application to Columbia goodbye. But then I started reading online-- law school numbers/random forums, and I. Have been stressing.
I really need to get into grad school, take the time to actually prepare for LSATs instead of taking MAYBE five practice tests total. I've got fee waivers that last until '10...enough time.
Trying not to be cynical, but. There's just no way I'm even getting close to the ballpark.
Argh.
I can't even explain my disappointment in myself. And I really don't want the consolation-- I'd rather blame myself, for now.
Argharghargh.
It's been hella busy around these parts.
LSATs tomorrow. I generally have been content with the idea that I'm going to do horribly and can kiss my application to Columbia goodbye. But then I started reading online-- law school numbers/random forums, and I. Have been stressing.
I really need to get into grad school, take the time to actually prepare for LSATs instead of taking MAYBE five practice tests total. I've got fee waivers that last until '10...enough time.
Trying not to be cynical, but. There's just no way I'm even getting close to the ballpark.
Argh.
I can't even explain my disappointment in myself. And I really don't want the consolation-- I'd rather blame myself, for now.
Argharghargh.
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