SUCCESS!...or at least completion...

So far, i have one class down - Chemical Dependency. i still have a final for Alternative Dispute Resolution, papers for Juvenile Justice Seminar and Infancy in Context, and for Clinic...well, Clinic never ends. Point being, I am nearing the end of my second to last quarter of law school. At some point, a little nostalgia is going to set in. I am both moving from my apartment in Greenlake and losing some of my dear friends (I mean, they will still exist, just in states far away). Right now, all my mental and emotional energy is devoted to trying to stick it out for one more week. I know, it sounds ridiculous. Who can't stick it out for one more week? But a mind is a crazy thing. If you have never had the sensation that your brain is literally rebelling, you don't realize how lucky you are. Mine is done. It is waving a white flag and surrendering, but not to me. It's surrendering to apathy. "No more!" my mind says, "I do not like this silly school. I cannot memorize one more rule. I will not write even one more word. This legal thing is so absurd." My mind talks like Dr. Suess...which might explain why it hasn't put up with law school very well. Anyways, one more week. Then SPRING BREAK! And I get to go see my dear brother and sister and maybe a brand new niece or nephew, plus some dear old friends. So yes, Mary, we are still on for Savannah, if you're up for it!

7:54 am

I sorta woke up at 6:30. That's at least when my alarm went off and my lights went on...but somehow I'm still in bed...and feeling guilty. Why do I let my days waste away? Because, honestly, what awaits me when I get up? My room is a disaster - there are open Tupperwares and clothes strewn everywhere, miscellaneous gear and books and junk of all sorts covering the floor. I'm in the process of moving...again. I shouldn't complain. I've lived in this apartment for a whopping 16 months, including a brief four month interlude up in Mt. Vernon. And I'm moving in with very generous friends where I will save money, not have to park on the street and have a actual yard with grass. But for the love of all things. Packing sucks. I'm tired of it. And then there is the paper I need to write for Alternative Dispute Resolution. So its not really surprising I'm still in bed. ugh.