Life seems to be a constant blur as the days fly by with such speed that it almost becomes alarming. The variety of reading, the topics, and the constant barrage of information in law school is enlivening and thrilling. On the other hand, the lack of change, and the sheer amount of information thrust upon us, and the endless days of a self-imposed imprisonment make the days not pass fast enough. The diligence required of the situation is wearisome, and yet I beat myself up for not being diligent enough since I cannot seem to digest the material to the degree that I want. Another week, and the full final preparation mode kicks in. I am so numb from school now, I have to find something extra within me to endure to what will be an inevitable end of the semester. Hopefully I can pull all above average grades again.
I have nothing really to offer with relation to school. Income Tax requires so much time and effort that I can spend up to 3 or 4 hours on it a night. The problem is that I then go to class and find myself still getting half the problems wrong. It is hard to stay motivated when no matter hard I try, I seem to be incapable of making it all work out. The final scares me in that I have no clue how I will work through the entire semester and the huge amount of material during the semester. The only consolation I have is that with all I speak, they assure me it is the hardest class any of them ever took. That does make me feel better, but makes me wonder why I thought I would take it the heaviest semester of law school!? (insert swear words of choice!)
The rest of the classes are cake compared to tax. Evidence is more memorization of rules and knowing the interpretation surrounding them. The same is pretty much true for Legal Ethics. I took the MPRE two weeks ago and have no clue how I did. I prepped for two weeks and felt really good going in. That test came from somewhere else though, so we will just have to wait and see. I just have to get above an 85 for Idaho (Utah is the highest at 86, Oklahoma one of the lowest at 75).
Criminal Procedure is a class that heavily relies on case law and the nuances that come with it. Sometimes I admit I wonder what the Supreme Court is thinking or what mind-numbing drugs they are on. Sometimes I wonder if we ought not to abandon stare decisis and revert to the civil code. Boy, it sure appears to be a whole lot easier than taking a course on 80 years of the Supreme Court trying to make a sentence of the Constitution mean something.
In addition to all that, I still serve as Ward Mission Leader. How I dedicate another 10+ hours to that each week I don’t know. J. Reuben Clark takes an hour or two, and then an hour for LDSSA/Institute. President Gillespie of the Oklahoma City Temple pulled Amanda and I into his office a few weeks ago and invited us to become temple workers. We have turned in all that paperwork and it looks like we start training to be temple workers right after Christmas. We will start working two Saturday’s a month. Where I will push my other Saturday activities, I am not entirely sure. We will make it work.
Anyhow, I wish I had a day to sleep in beyond 7:00 AM. But then again, I have always been selfish that way. 12 hours a day at school, Fridays at work, Saturdays in missionary work and trying to catch up on the yard and homework, Sunday’s full of church and missionaries, and the week starts all over again. It is not so much that I feel like I am not spending my time in worthwhile pursuits, it is just hard to keep my mind about it and keep the purposes in mind.
We spent all day yesterday working in the Oklahoma City Temple for the Days of Thanksgiving. We did an endowment, 2 hours of working in the baptistry, and 4 hours in sealings. While tiring physically, it was a much needed boost spiritually. I will look forward to working there on a more regular basis.
What will happen when this semester ends? I really don’t know. I think we are going to paint a kitchen and hang a new door in the bathroom. We have to drive to Dallas to attend the temple there and buy our temple working clothes. Then we start another semester. I am definitely going to try and take a lighter load next semester. Until then, endurance is the name of the game.