It hasn't been a fun week so far. I haven't gotten as much sleep as I would have liked to but part of that reason is because I sleep way more than anyone my age should. I don't know why yet, but I just rationalize it in my head as my body needing more rest because of the weights.
I went home this weekend and hung out with my parents. It was a lot of fun; I went to the Cal/USC game and although we lost it was really great to be there with my dad. I think I'm probably in the minority of people who actually "hanging out" in the proverbial sense with their parents. Going home is always a relief for me; and still as exciting at age 24 as it was getting picked up after kindergarten class. Except now, I get to see my mom waiting for me with outstretched arms at the bottom of an escalator instead of outside of a classroom.
The food was amazing; my taste buds have been in a perpetual state of withdrawal since I left for college. It's really very sad to believe that I only get to eat my mother's cooking once every few months. Another sad and unfortunate result of my craving for home cooking is that my mother doesn't get to have the satisfaction of watching me eat a lot of it; it's actually an illusion, because when I sit down at the table and grab my fork (or chopsticks), I inhale the food. I eat so fast, that the quantity doesn't seem to be as much because it goes down so fast. Alas, my poor mother ends up with a shorter period of satisfaction while watching me eat my first home cooked meal in months.
I flew back early Monday morning. Early. But it was alright because I had gotten much needed rest and relaxation over the weekend. But enter the zoo that is law school and all its atrocious needs. I got back to work, and have been filing so much I might as well be digging a hole to China.
I also have a mock trial tomorrow night, and I'm hardly prepared. I'm grateful that my professor gave us so much time to practice, but I keep freaking out because I don't want to get owned by the opposition. Plus, we are still short one witness so I don't know what we're going to do come trial time. I really don't.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
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