Nothing Like A Little Perspective...

... to put you in your place. For the past week or so I've been seriously pouting. Poor me I am living away from my family and friends. Poor me I didn't get into my dream law school. Poor me poor me. Well, after tonight, enough is enough. I got wind on facebook that a girl I know from college is having more tests and procedures in an attempt to cure, aid, heal, anything for her illness. The last I remember is that she had pancreatitis, among a breadth of other complications arising from it. This girl has spent a good part of her young adult life on opiates because of the pain she has had to endure. She no longer has the ability to ever bear children because in the midst of her illness, the doctors found that scar tissue had encompassed some of her organs so badly that they needed to be removed. And even after all this (I haven't even begun to tell you the probing and testing that's been done to her), she is one of the happiest and most alive women I have ever known. Sometimes I think, wow I am so lucky to not have that. But I don't pity her, well I do feel horrible that she has this debilitating disease. But she is this beyond incredibly woman with an amazing family and AWESOME support system. If someone can go through all of that, and come out better for it, then I can surely see the light at the end of my tunnel and be grateful for it.

I think today, or at least this morning, is indicative of my life for the next 8 months. I can no longer see Mt. Rainier from my window, and there isn't a stitch of blue in the sky. But I'm in law school, a pretty good one at that. And I have family and friends who love me and have been checking in on me, and that means that life ain't bad!

It's my first day of school... and the only thing racing through my mind is... what am I going to wear?!?!!?

Seattle Living, Something New and Different!

When I say that phrase (of my title), I immediately think of 10 Things I Hate About You when the Shakespearean-loving brunette sarcastically says this phrase. But in my case, it's the truth. I have spent the last 24 years mostly living within a 40-mile radius of my hometown. I never went abroad in college, but I did spend 4 months in Colorado. But my time in Colorado was work work work and there was little time to actually LIVE in Colorado. Now I am living in a city with bums, and buses, and crappy mexican food. And I must find a way to not only function in it, but love it. Let's not forget my first trip to the supermarket in which I was fighting back tears because they did not carry my Claussen pickles and pear cider, that was a wakeup call to realizing holy shit I am somewhere else. Things could obviously be worse, I could be living in Kazakhstan like an acquaintance of mine, but sometimes Seattle feels like an obscure faraway country.

In one week I will be studying and reading before my first day of school the following Monday. What the hell have I done?? Reading? Unless it's Harry Potter, I'm only vaguely interested. Remembering? I have the memory of a goldfish. Being in class with pretentious people? OH GOD PLEASE HELP ME! I really hope I made the right decision in leaving behind my loving family, amazing friends, and incredible boyfriend.

If you can't already tell, I'm a HORRIBLE writer. I have no form, no depth, and no creativity. But I'm hoping that will all change within this first year of school. Seattle University has one of the best Legal Writing Programs in the country and I'l be able to drastically improve my writing by year's end. HALLELUJAH!!

Okay - most boring blog ever. but the next one (hopefully if there IS a next one) will be much better. I promise.