Final Semester at Law School

Final Semester Classes and Reflection

So this semester I am taking the least amount of classes. I worked hard to make sure that I could have a not so stressful final semester before taking the bar exam. I took a course over winter break that showed you how to voire dire an expert for the purposes of trial. It was super easy and landed me an A. Right now I am taking wrongful convictions, corporate compliance, and business associations. Two of those are paper finals which means they will be wrapped up by the start of May. I am also getting credit for helping out a professor with her class. It's called a teaching fellow and basically I help organize the content of the course and have office hours for students to ask questions. The course is constitutional law, which will be an amazing review right before taking the bar exam! 

As far as clubs, y'all know I am not the type to really be a part of those, however I am a peer mentor. This means I have a couple first year law students who I help which acclimating to law school and provide general support. 

So, while I will be busy, I feel ready and excited to close this chapter. I had a meeting the other day to get ready for graduation and it made me realize that I have never had a real graduation before. In high school I graduated during Covid and for undergrad, I was a 3+3, so I was already in law school. I thought about going to that one, but then my property final was the same day, and well, priorities. 

I think I have grown tremendously throughout my education. When I graduate, I will be freshly 24. I know I would not be the same person without this experience, even though many of the experiences here have not been wonderful. I see many examples of how I've matured. For one thing, I don't care what people think of me anymore. People talk and they always will but now I am confident in the decisions I make and I don't stress, nor care about what people think of those decisions. Some people think or make fun of me for having this page, I don't care, really it's not for them, it's for me. The best little side affect from this little development is that my confidence has grown and my anxiety has plummeted. You would not believe how much anxiety has to do with other people. Sure I still care a bit, but I refuse to let it consume me. I don't overthink anymore and I feel confident in speaking my mind. Which makes it so the people around me are those who are positive fits in my life. I mean I don't start arguments with people or are nasty to them, I just don't put a lot of effort in with those people. 

Another growth marker for me is how I spend my time outside of school. I really try to get all my homework done while I'm in school. When I'm out of school I really don't think about it. The best change I made for myself was deciding that these four walls were not going to be my entire life for 3 years. And by doing this, I became super comfortable doing things on my own. If there's a new coffee shop I want to try, I'm not waiting for when everyone's free, I'll just go myself. And I have a great time doing so. It's honestly why I kinda like dog sitting a ways away from everyone else. Consequently, it made me not eager nor care if I have a relationship or not. I'm really happy in my own company or in the company of my friends. If something good comes along then sure, but if it doesn't I'm really happy as is. That position is way underrated too. My god do I know far too many people who actually do not like their boyfriends or girlfriends but yet are still with them. Actually, the other day I heard someone say "I mean no they're not the one, but I won't do better than them so..." If I heard my boyfriend say that about me, I'd dump him in an instant. Also, if you know you aren't dating to marry then actually what is the point? I can't stand that line of thinking and it screams juvenile. 

I'm still growing, but thinking back to my first day, that was a different girl. If I could go back, I would do almost everything differently, but I can't and that's not a bad thing. I'm proud of myself.

So what's next?