Photo courtesy of A Life More Fabulous
Back in Oregon less than a week and I'm ready to break out again.
I'm thinking of the summer ahead of me and it makes my heart sink a little. Twenty-four hours of freedom: that's all I get between graduation and bar prep. For eight long weeks, my routine will be as follows:
- Wake-up
- Go to bar prep
- Run
- Study
- Sleep
- Repeat
...I wish I were joking...
The rational part of me knows that this will all be worth it (or at least it will be if come November I find out that I passed the bar). The other part of me wants to cry a little bit; my time will no longer be my own until July 29th at around 5:00 p.m. But this is what I signed up for, right? I can whine a little, but in the end, this is what I've been working towards since I bought my first law school sweatshirt back in middle school (seriously, and it was a UO Law sweatshirt to boot). It just surreal that it's actually almost here...
What I wouldn't give for an adventure before I'm locked away in BarBri prison...
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