Rollercoaster
Today started out like usual. I've given up on briefing my cases and I just skim them now so I was only semi prepared for class if I should happen to be called on. As usual I wasn't picked so it didn't matter. I'm confident I'll be able to bs when the time comes. I actually spent most of the class shopping for groceries online. Then there was an up. I went to legal writing right after legal methods and I had way over prepped the material. Turned out not to be a waste though because the work I did was assigned for next week essentially. Guess I can be a bit more laid back in that class. We were arguing the merits of some Dog Bite statute from the plaintiff's perspective in small groups and because I had the material down cold my group nominated me to be the speaker. Turned out the class ran out of time so I got to be the only one to formally present. Unfortunately I hadn't quite organized my argument in my head when I got to speak so things didn't come out very clearly. I still made my points though. Grr. Hopefully I'll do better next time. The major up though was over something small and dumb. One of my group mates referred to me as "councelor." I know it's stupid but it felt really good. Like in the movies. Anyway, I left the class with an adrenaline rush but my high quickly dropped into a low. I was really hungry to the point of light headedness leaving class, having not eaten and gone through 3 straight hours of class so I grabbed some yogurt and granola for lunch. I had some missed calls so I walked over to the stairs on the quad to return them. And then my day was ruined by the phone call. And it's stupid, because it shouldn't have been, but it was. I still went to the pro bono margarita event at 4 o'clock but I wasn't feeling like partying and the margarita just made me feel sicker. I went home to try to shake it off but to no avail. I went to a dinner with the Latin American Law Students Association and had some chicken mole 'cause depressed or not, a guy's gotta eat. I didn't go to the first bar review of the year though. I felt really sick and drinking wasn't going to make that better. I went to the gym instead to try to work myself out of the funk and running a couple miles helped a little. Still hurts though. I'm going to bed.
