I’m still trying to figure this lawyer thing out. I know I don’t want to be a lawyer. But there’s something about this law school thing. It pulls you in, and makes u want it soooo bad.
That’s why my classmates are a--holes. They can’t help it. Law school breeds this almost insane competition amongst students.
You enter, first day of second semester, knowing your grades and sizing up everyone around you. If you got the good grades, you’re intending to weed out the people who didn’t get what you got. And, if you’re one of the unfortunates who received the bad grades, you’re trying to let your classmates know that , “Hey, I still belong here.”
I happen to be one of the unfortunates. It’s not because I’m not as smart as my colleagues. It’s just that, in hindsight, my approach was all wrong. I did my work. I read the cases. I even helped others to excel. However, the competitor in me failed immensely.
My personality is … uhh… shiny. Lol. I just want to make people smile. They say there’s no crying in baseball. Well, apparently there’s no playing in law school. I get it.
So now comes my second chance. The opportunity for me to wipe the slate clean and grab the straight A’s that I am capable of. I can’t let my playfulness outweigh the competitor that I know is somewhere in me. It’s go time!!!
Because at the end of the day, my only real competition is myself.
