So far, law school feels so mechanical. A huge chunk of my life has suddenly been reduced to a routine of endless studying and memorizing. My brain attempts to be a sponge by absorbing massive amounts of information, yet I feel like it fails to do so. My capacity to store information verbatim is not as good as it was back in High School. I struggle occasionally, but I pray that it will eventually improve. Brain cells, work with me!

It feels like ALS ORSEM happened ages ago instead of a month. Law school makes you lose track of time as it traps you in some sort of bubble that you share with yourself, your blockmates and the law. The love-hate relationship assumes an unmatchable force and lately, I can’t help but feel so emotional. Which really just sucks.

There are surprisingly no questions asked wondering why I’m here. I’ve found a personal reason and it is deeply satisfying for now. I am slowly finding my place and adjusting. It’s been okay for the most part.

What ravages through mornings of non-stop studying is some kind of pressure. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this kind of pressure back in High School or College. It’s different now. Grad school makes you feel different. And the people around you makes it feel different.

I’m finding my balance on the way I have viewed the world before and the way studying the law makes me put things into a different perspective. It is refreshing and interesting to reconcile both and find personal clarity amidst all the readings and recits. Let’s just hope that the next few months will continue to be good to me.