OLA-la
first day as an OWLAH intern. just got my cases. eleven poor souls just got even more disenfranchised.
pity them.
the moment i stepped inside the OLA room i was told that one of the poor schmucks who drew me for an intern would be meeting with me. thank god he ended up not being in the mood to show up, we talked on the phone instead.
lucky him.
while of course i feel dumber than ever cause everyone else seems to know what they're doing, unlike me, i suppose it's better to learn now with people who are used to me being a dumbass.
of course it doesn't help my little ADHD self that apparently one has to spend the majority of 4 hours inside one room, bumping into any one of the 12 to 16 people who are in the same room for the same amount of time. i divided my time today between trying to sleep, wishing nothing client-like happened to me, and wanting to drink.
mostly wanting to drink.
and now i have to spend the entire weekend studying up on extrajudicial foreclosure, cause the first two years of law school i spent in a near drunken haze didn't prep me all that well for the NOW that is OLA.
nice.
i wondered not a few times today WHY i even exerted the effort i did to do this now. NOW. instead of 5 months from now.
why oh why must i always succeed in making my life seem like a series of increasingly bad decisions?
i drink at the worst times, i don't when i can. i fall asleep during ma'am beth's class, but manage to stay awake til 4 at home. i eat when it's becoming more and more obvious that really, i shouldn't.
i take OLA now because i want to experience it with my blockmates, forgetting that unlike my blockmates, i suck at REM.
if my clients knew these things about me, they'd probably feel like the unluckiest people ever to walk the planet.
can't blame them. good intentions, however much i have them aplenty, will do them no good.
booze. need booze.
pity them.
the moment i stepped inside the OLA room i was told that one of the poor schmucks who drew me for an intern would be meeting with me. thank god he ended up not being in the mood to show up, we talked on the phone instead.
lucky him.
while of course i feel dumber than ever cause everyone else seems to know what they're doing, unlike me, i suppose it's better to learn now with people who are used to me being a dumbass.
of course it doesn't help my little ADHD self that apparently one has to spend the majority of 4 hours inside one room, bumping into any one of the 12 to 16 people who are in the same room for the same amount of time. i divided my time today between trying to sleep, wishing nothing client-like happened to me, and wanting to drink.
mostly wanting to drink.
and now i have to spend the entire weekend studying up on extrajudicial foreclosure, cause the first two years of law school i spent in a near drunken haze didn't prep me all that well for the NOW that is OLA.
nice.
i wondered not a few times today WHY i even exerted the effort i did to do this now. NOW. instead of 5 months from now.
why oh why must i always succeed in making my life seem like a series of increasingly bad decisions?
i drink at the worst times, i don't when i can. i fall asleep during ma'am beth's class, but manage to stay awake til 4 at home. i eat when it's becoming more and more obvious that really, i shouldn't.
i take OLA now because i want to experience it with my blockmates, forgetting that unlike my blockmates, i suck at REM.
if my clients knew these things about me, they'd probably feel like the unluckiest people ever to walk the planet.
can't blame them. good intentions, however much i have them aplenty, will do them no good.
booze. need booze.
posted by peach at 11:10 PM
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