I’m now understanding why everyone says that law school is so difficult. It’s not that the subject matter is inherently difficult (different but manageable), but the work load is crazy. This past week alone, between my 6 classes, we were assigned about 250 pages of reading. And it’s not like the kind of reading we had in business school, where you read/skim the pages and then get into class and have the professor teach the same material to you. With law school, you are expected to read the material, take copious notes, and then demonstrate your knowledge of the material in the next class. You’ve got to perform. The only real teaching that happens is when you screw up, and the professor moves to another poor sap who picks up where you left off. I’ve never had a problem making an ass of myself in front of a bunch of strangers, but some of my classmates are having a difficult time with it.

What I am having a very hard time with is keeping up with the reading. The quantity is so great that not much of it is actually absorbing. When we get into one of these Socratic interrogations, I realize how little I actually remember from the readings. My classmates pick up on really great points that I have totally missed (points, in fact, that I don’t even remember reading, even though I’ve clearly highlighted these sections in my book), and I’m feeling like I’m wasting my time.

I haven’t found a rhythm, yet. The class schedule is irregular, most of the classes are very formal in nature (against my jump-up-and-shout nature), lugging those books around all day is giving me a backache, and I haven’t been able to get to my dance class all week. I’m getting frustrated and trying hard to keep some perspective. A 2nd year student told me recently that everyone in her class considered quitting at least once in the first three weeks. I keep wondering whether I’ve made a huge mistake, but I’m going to trust and wait a month before making any more big decisions. But so far, I can honestly say I am not having any fun.

On the plus side, I’m in a carpool 3 days a week with a 3rd year exchange student from Quebec, Canada and a recently-married transfer student who is commuting from Los Alamos. Very nice girls who have a lot more perspective than I do. I’m hoping some of it will rub off, soon.