Not quality time, QUANTITY time

For me, the best part of all this finals studying is doing what I am right now, hanging out in a coffee shop and outlining with a group of people who I think are pretty cool. We are mostly studying, but each of us occasionally stops to share something hilarious from the internet, or to consult about a snippet of information missed during class. The chatting to studying ratio is at about 5 minutes of chatting for 30 minutes of studying. We aren't incredibly productive, but we are staying SANE.

Since I had a grown up life before law school, the joy of just having time to spend with my friends had been lost. Now don't get me wrong, finals studying isn't the ideal friend-time. Not for me, not for anyone. However, it is a lot of time, and we do manage to squeeze in a lot of laughter and commiserate about our plight. I love my friends back home, but every action lately has been planned to death. Dinner at 6:00 or a poker game from 9 to 11 pm, or Richelle's wedding on the 14th. Not much time as a grown up to just "hang." I complain a lot about law school, but getting to just do my thing around smart, funny people is really cool sometime.

Life is not that bad.

No motivation

I was so full of promise at the beginning of the semester. I was ahead in all my class, outlining early. I had my shit together. Suddenly, a blast of snow knocked it right out of me. I spent this morning watching Band of Brothers DVD's and goofing around on the internet. Now I have 4 hours to get my Property reading done and at least start on Crim Pro. What a slacker! I think I was doing better before I got a job. I work well under giant amounts of stress.

In other news, my volunteer work is really getting crazy. I thought I wouldn't have much to do until summer. Now, the team leader in the other region hasn't done his work and I have to pick up the slack for him. Why do I always say yes when I should just say "hell no?"