I am seizing life by the balls.
You hear that, life? These bony fingers are coming for your hairy dangles, and I’m going to grab hold.
You may wonder what has lead me to the conclusion that I need to grab life by the short hairs and that would put you in a club that also has me as a member.
I recently graduated from law school. Before that, I graduated from undergrad and before that, I graduated from high school - all with nary a break between. Since before kindergarten, I have been incarcerated in the educational system, with my next step clearly defined, all paperwork in place, hall passes in hand.
Until now. Now that I have graduated law school, I have reached the conclusion of a path which has taken up my entire life. I now stand on the terrifying threshold of becoming a professional and starting a career. And following the bar exam, I will be kicked in a most unceremonious fashion over that threshold and into real, honest to macaroni, adulthood.
I always assumed I couldn’t actually be an adult until I owned a lawn mower - it seems life (and the student loan overlords) have other ideas.
Before I can enter into my chosen career, I must overcome the looming menace of the bar exam. That’s where this blog comes in. I realized recently that if I do not reach out, interact with others and attempt to convince strangers that I am funny, I will go batshit crazy during the bar exam. And you can’t pay back all your student loans if you’re locked up somewhere wearing one of those backwards-armed canvas camisoles.
Beyond the bar exam, I am also looking for a way to chronicle what goes on in these exciting (exciting? awesome? pants-shittingly-terrifying?) times of flux.
By this time next year, my life will change in so many ways: I am going to be a lawyer. I am going to travel to the other side of the world. I will live in a country where I do not speak the language. I am going to be an aunt. I will find my calling.
In order to do all these things, and to do them well, I need to reach down past the waistband of mediocrity, under the underpants of the status quo, and commit unspeakable acts upon life’s junk.
This blog is all about grabbing hold where things are sweaty and confusing, and not letting go. Life and I have just been polite until now - now its time to get to third base!
