The First Post

It's four days until I leave my life in Georgia for the trials and tribulations that my first year of law school will surely offer. I'm leaving my real family and a group of friends that were as good as family to go to a place where I don't really know anyone. The move from a small college town (Athens) to one of the biggest cities in the country (Chicago) will be an adjustment. It's exciting, it's sad, it's really damn scary and it's the end of an era really. It's an era that had to end. My undergraduate years had me drinking to much and not remembering too many good memories. I'm not really sure what the next couple of years has to offer me. I'm looking forward to being challenged again. Looking forward to meeting new people. Looking forward to trying to get into a normal relationship again. All that's incredibly exciting. That being said, my biggest fear in the world is failure. The first year of law school is unlike any year in any form of education in the United States. It is intense, it is difficult and it is intimidating. There are a lot of people that don't come back after Christmas. There are a lot of people that don't pass the Bar. There are a lot of people that don't get big jobs at big firms. It sounds shallow and contrite and it is but I really don't want to be one of those people. We'll see what the next few days, weeks and months hold. Should be interesting.