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"The Woods Are Lovely, Dark and Deep, But I Have Promises to Keep and Miles to go Before I Sleep"

August 17, 2006 1:07 AM

ust as a sidenote, I hate Robert Frost. I think he's horrible. All his poems fucking suck. Especially that one about the fucking pile of wood. He did, however, manage to string together, surely by complete chance, the lines I've quoted in the title of this post.

Anyway, school is quickly approaching. My anxiety level is quickly increasing. It undoubtedly has to do with the fact that I've got a shit-load of stuff to do and a very limited amount of time in which to get it done. And the fact that I haven't done nearly enough as far as trying to get my shit together for the impending job hunt.

I don't know what it is, but I'm quickly getting depressed and stressed out. Usually, I'm a pretty mellow, non-stressed out dude, believe it or not. But right now, I'm really starting to feel the opposite. I don't know why, really.

I mean, I guess I do. I'm terrified that I won't get a job. That would really suck. That's what's causing all of this.

Well, not all of it. The fact of the matter is that it's been an altogether great summer. One of the best I can remember. Certainly, the major factor in that in this summer's greatess was the people I was spending my time with. But, fortunately, all those people will still be around (with one giant omission, unfortunately). Additionally, more awesome people who were out of town will return. But what good are all the best people in the world when you don't have any time to hang out with them?

I fully expect the forthcoming year to be the busiest of my life. Somehow, I'm going to have to manage all the normal class stuff (reading, briefing, outlining, etc.) while keeping on top of the all-consuming job that is Law Review. I don't regret running for my position at all. To the contrary, I'm super-excited about the challenge it will present, and, honestly, I'm excited to learn all the stuff I know I'm going to learn. Still, I know that my time is going to be almost completely taken by school and stuff.

I've always been good at adapting to my situation. I've always been good at coping and getting by. I've always excelled at going with the flow of my life. More importantly, I've always been able to come to love my situation. I have no doubt that that will happen this year. But right now, looking at the giant impending tsunami that is 3L year, I have to admit that I'm a little bit freaked out. And what's worse - what really makes it suck extra hard - is that, unlike the apparent majority of my peers, I don't have the comfort of knowing that there's a great job waiting for me at the end of it. Not yet, anyway.

So, that's where I am.


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