Wednesday, June 13, 2007
One Step at a Time
So summer vacation is finally officially over. School resumed today, and it's back to the good ol' law school routine for us.
Yep, a full year has passed since we first walked into the building as nervous freshmen. So much has happened, so much has changed. Yeah, we're still pretty much a nervous bunch this year, but we're no longer freshmen. We've got one year behind us, and somehow I just know that we'll never be able to go back to the way it had been, to who we had been, a year ago. Not really, not completely.
How much more will change this year? Last year, I asked myself where I would be a year from then. It has been a year from then, and I've got my answer. I'm still here, in my second year as a law student, not only hanging on, but actually standing on more solid, more stable ground. Unlike the way I'd been after the first semester of law school.
And still, here I am, asking myself the same question. Where will I be a year from now? Who will I be a year from now?
Fate--life--is a fickle-minded creature. You're never quite sure what will happen next, what life has in store for the likes of you. You never know when you'll be on top of the world and when you'll be bottom-most pit. Keeps you on your toes every minute of every day, because one mistake may send you to that pit instead of soaring up to the top.
So, we take it one step at a time. One year at a time, one semester at a time. That's what you do in order to survive. If you look too many years ahead of you, you might just end up tripping over your own dress-code heels and breaking your leg. You need to take one cautious, shaky step at a time. After one step, one sem, one year, stop, look back, be grateful for what was, what had been. Then, look forward and hope for the best.
Of course, it's harder to actually practice what you preach, but hey, there's nothing wrong with hoping someday you'd actually be able to do so.
Yep, a full year has passed since we first walked into the building as nervous freshmen. So much has happened, so much has changed. Yeah, we're still pretty much a nervous bunch this year, but we're no longer freshmen. We've got one year behind us, and somehow I just know that we'll never be able to go back to the way it had been, to who we had been, a year ago. Not really, not completely.
How much more will change this year? Last year, I asked myself where I would be a year from then. It has been a year from then, and I've got my answer. I'm still here, in my second year as a law student, not only hanging on, but actually standing on more solid, more stable ground. Unlike the way I'd been after the first semester of law school.
And still, here I am, asking myself the same question. Where will I be a year from now? Who will I be a year from now?
Fate--life--is a fickle-minded creature. You're never quite sure what will happen next, what life has in store for the likes of you. You never know when you'll be on top of the world and when you'll be bottom-most pit. Keeps you on your toes every minute of every day, because one mistake may send you to that pit instead of soaring up to the top.
So, we take it one step at a time. One year at a time, one semester at a time. That's what you do in order to survive. If you look too many years ahead of you, you might just end up tripping over your own dress-code heels and breaking your leg. You need to take one cautious, shaky step at a time. After one step, one sem, one year, stop, look back, be grateful for what was, what had been. Then, look forward and hope for the best.
Of course, it's harder to actually practice what you preach, but hey, there's nothing wrong with hoping someday you'd actually be able to do so.
# Lyn found a missing piece @ 12:36 AM 
