I think in my last post, I mentioned how fast I wanted February to be. Now it’s about to end I feel like it really did went by like a blur. This month, school has been pretty steady enough to accomodate all the long weekends, a couple of free-cuts and some extra-curricular events. I am grateful for all the “extra time”, but law school is pretty deceiving – such that when it rains, it pours. But the balance is good. I find myself feeling more comfortable with my schedule and enjoying being with all the wonderful people I’m sharing this experience with. The constant adjustment is a reality we all live through in law school. But some of our professors have been pretty awesome to continue reminding and inspiring us about what this road we chose to tred is like.

Law school is about endurance, resiliency and attitude. Somehow, those three things coming from one of our professors resonate within me. (Actually, he just mentioned that yesterday.)

We just finished one semester and all are still struggling to finish this one. It’s a day-to-day kind of challenge without losing sight of the big picture. I think that my consolation amidst all these stems from the fact that I truly acknowledge how valuable and important this experience is. I still find it amazing that somewhere in the middle of a lecture, I just get goosebumps over the sheer brilliance of thought, subject and purpose. My professors in their respectfully stern yet charming ways give meaning and substance to something as wildly mundane and could-be-boring-as-hell topic of law and share it with so much passion and reverence. I just think that’s absolutely wonderful. And those are moments when I seriously believe that I could not see myself anywhere else. I want to be able to do that in the future. Change lives. Add meaning and color. My professor terms this yearning as ‘intellectual fulfillment.’ And I think that phrase speaks volumes of what I partly want to accomplish in my life. It’s pretty strange to think that a lot of the people I know (both in and out of law school) are weighed down by opportunity costs of time they could be wasting and money they could be earning. Strange as it sounds, I fear none of those at all. At least, not at this very moment. Maybe because I’ve lived a pretty sheltered life blessed with a lot of opportunities along my way. To each his own, I guess. I may be lucky, but I have worked hard for most of it.

And though all the crazy stress from studying, caffeine-induced palpitations and weekly semi-heart attack recits have rendered me weighing a bit more and fearing the risk of bad skin and eyebags, I am comforted by how fulfilling it can all be once you remember to not lose sight of the big picture. It doesn’t hurt that the people I have met are all interesting and passionate in their own right as well. Collective inspiration and motivation are powerful together.