First Day of School

I was going to entitle this post the beginning of the end since this will be my last "first day" at a new school. Because fittingly, I had a brand new backpack (though that's something that I haven't owned since 10th grade.) I packed a brown bag lunch with a turkey sandwich, carrots, and grapes. I got a lock for my locker. I found my bus route. I woke up early in anticipation. My roommate and I even took pictures of ourselves, as you can see here, since this would be our last first day of school.

However, my Civil Procedure professor put it another way. Using an analogy to how everything was measured by its distance from the center of Rome, he pointed out that the rest of our legal careers would be measured from our first day of law school. This is not an ending point. Rather, this is really the beginning of more than just law school; it's the beginning of hopefully long and successful careers. An equally scary and fun thought.

All in all though, I survived my first day of class. Besides sitting beside the probably nice but really annoying guy who has to answer every question, I thoroughly enjoyed my torts class. Met some nice people when I was eating lunch in the dining room. Civil procedure was a little more dry, but no horror stories like the movie the "Paper Trail" or "Legally Blonde." Basically it was uneventful and that's probably a good thing. So besides the potential back problems that I might suffer down the road from carrying too many case books (I'm working on a system to lessen this, don't worry), I left my first day of law school, the first day of the rest of my life, pretty much unscathed.