So tomorrow is the first day of my last year of law school. I wonder if it will be my last first day of school ever. I don't necessarily want it to be, but I also feel like I've been lucky to find my "calling" of sorts in what I'm doing. But who knows, maybe one day I'll decide I'd rather be an evolutionary biologist (heh - not really). I do hope to write books someday. Maybe they will be law books, maybe they will be novels, maybe they will political spews about Flying Spaghetti Monsters. But I just want to write a damn book.
I have had two out of four interviews so far. This week, I am also going to churn out a bunch of cover letters (bane of my existence) and ship out some resumes to places that aren't doing campus interviewing. So public defender offices...look out, because my resume is on its way.
I wonder what I will wear tomorrow. Yes, I'm 25 years old and I still put thought into my "first day of school outfit." So shut up.
I have had two out of four interviews so far. This week, I am also going to churn out a bunch of cover letters (bane of my existence) and ship out some resumes to places that aren't doing campus interviewing. So public defender offices...look out, because my resume is on its way.
I wonder what I will wear tomorrow. Yes, I'm 25 years old and I still put thought into my "first day of school outfit." So shut up.
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I got worried because there was nothing else indicating who they were from on the packing slip, so it was a little erm....weird. But I'm glad it was you
Go to bed.