There’s always some ish to do. I need some balance.
I was going to write something about time at first, because I’m stressed and wondering when 48 hours started feeling like 20 minutes. However, as I started writing everytime I wanted to say something funny (which is me in my most natural state), I pressed back space and thought of a way to word it in a more profession (less funny) way.
So I decided to write about something that’s real and has suffocated me for almost three years now…Censorship. Self inflicted censorship. I’m 24 years old and I love saying inappropriate, insanely funny things, but I’m in a conservative profession. I have jealously watched as my friends invent awesome internet personas via facebook, twitter, tumblr and other social networking sites. But as someone with a degree in political science and a juris doctorate on the way in 3 months, I’m constantly reminded that digital impressions are lasting impressions. Nothing on the net is ever erased, so don’t let anything get out there that you wouldn’t want to see on the big screen in a court room….because you never know where your career might take you and what you’ll have to answer for.
I understand all of this, but part of me still wants to be young and have fun, which in our generation means letting it all hang out on the internet. My sister warned me 1L year as she was preparing to graduate from Howard Law, “the biggest regret you’re going to have about coming straight to law school is watching your friends have fun that you can’t have because you’re a professional.” I now see exactly what she was talking about.
So, I was sitting in the library thinking “hmmm I think I want a blog”. Then I remembered I HAVE ONE…. if this thing counts. So I’ve decided that this DOES count. Tubmblr is my new place to take whatever randomness that is going on in my head and give it some type of form. And if you care to look on..that’s cool.
I came back to tumblr for one purpose. To announce that I am either going to murk Trademarks or it is going to murk me. This is the first time I feel like crying and throwing up before an exam. I am losing my mind. 2 hours of sleep last night. I have not been to bed befor 4am in 3.5 weeks. Some days didn’t sleep at all. Debating whether or not to sleep tonight. I just had to vent because 3L year is supposed to be a breeze but that is the biggest damn lie in history. I have been drinking 2-4 liters of mountain dew per night and I large coffee in the morning. This is absolute death.
A guy I knew in high school would bring two dozen roses to school every Valentines Day.
He would give one rose to each girl he knew that didn’t have a valentine. He felt that every girl deserved to feel special. I was one of those girls.
We’ve been married 3 years.
Stand up guys in a world of flakes GMH. (*Visit LGMH for more love stories.)
playing around with exposures when I should be preventing PR or evidence failure