Well, I have officially survived the first week of law school.
What has it been like?
Exciting. Overwhelming. Exhausting. Challenging. At times, highly entertaining. At other times, somewhat dry. But most important for me at this point is that it has been extremely interesting.
I honestly don’t think I can stress that enough. After an entire calendar year of working at a job that was, at best, boring and repetitive, with people to whom I had difficulty relating, it is a breath of fresh air to be presented with new and interesting topics for thought and discussion. Not only that but I am surrounded by people with whom I can actually discuss those topics, and whose own backgrounds and diverse areas of expertise are intriguing in their own right.
Quickly, what do a concert pianist, an engineer, and a scholar of Classics and French literature all have in common?
They are all in my class.
Anyway, needless to say I am excited. More specific thoughts and observations about my week include:
- My Contract law prof seems rather excitable and indeed rather passionate about her topic. I almost felt bad in my first class with her: she was so clearly enthused about the topic at hand, and I had very little (if any) idea of what was going on. I kind of felt like I was missing out on something.
- While I appreciate all the clubs and groups that had info sessions offering us free food, I am tired of that food being pizza. So is everybody else, judging by the high popularity of the one info session that offered shawarma and falafels instead.
- The buildings of Vic College, our temporary home while the law building is renovated, are beautiful. The seating offered in most of their classes, however, has a tendency to be extremely old and uncomfortable. Also, the fold-away writing surfaces attached to the arms of those chairs are so ridiculously small it often makes more sense just to write on one’s lap.
- In keeping with the beautiful but rather outdated theme, there are virtually no power outlets anywhere, much to the dismay of most of my classmates. This amuses rather than dismays me when, uncomfortably perched with my notebook on my lap and pen at the ready, I witness classmates discovering the remaining battery life of their laptops with despair.
- In retrospect, inviting the entire faculty to free muffins and scones, and then placing said muffins and scones in one of the smallest available student lounges was probably not the best idea. Location of all future free baked goods TBA.
All in all, I think it was a successful week. I managed to keep up with and mostly understand with the first week of assigned work, and as a result managed to mostly understand the first week of lectures. I managed to only show up at the wrong place once, and that was on Friday the 13th; superstitious authorities assure me I got off easy, and it could have been much worse.
I celebrated the end of my first week with one of my favourite fall traditions: a pumpkin spice latte. First one of the season!