Its The Little Things

When I went to UWMilwaukee, my life seemed to flow from lesson to lesson. My whole life centered around two things. First was the practice room. I spent hours upon hours in there trying to understand why on earth I had to be an amazing saxophone player to conduct a high school band. I even remember leaving a coffee maker in my locker at the music building to help me stay up. The second thing that my life centered around was blowing off steam with my friends. Depending on the group of friends this could mean a different social activity...but that's for another blog.

Since coming to Minnesota it seems that my life flows not from lesson to lesson, but rather from gigantic project to gigantic project. If its not one thing its another. Student Service Fees applications, Hillel board meetings, Fraternity executive board meetins, planning frat and hillel events, it never seems to end. One project invariably leads to another and on top of that all my classes get harder and harder.

The odd part of the situation is, I don't seem to ever sweat the large projects. They always seem to get done regardless of the situation. There may be a few bumps, but they always happen. Lately I've been sweating the small stuff. This is the stuff that I should just let roll off, but for some reason I can't seem to let it go. For instance it took over a week and a half for me to get to doing my dishes...the damn dishes. Why couldn't I find ten minutes to just wash the dishes? My apartment has been a mess ever since break finished, why don't I clean it? I have not idea why I've taken such an apathetic attitude toward the living of my actual life. Why does all this small shit never get done when all of the large stuff does?

Writer's Block

Holy shit do I have writer's block. I have a paper due on Friday and I am attempting to get it done early. I cannot for the life of me seem to get it done. I've now written the opening paragraph seven different times in seven different ways. I still haven't found a thesis statement that comes even close to being able to hold up five pages. AHHHH what the hell is going on. Why can't I seem to write this damn paper. I'm so desperate I'm blogging to try and get the writing part of my head to work. Unfortunately its not working so well. Maybe a good night sleep will make it all go away.

The Future Figured Out

So I haven't posted for awhile due to illness and the general craziness of my life, but I'm back now and getting things back to normal.

So over spring break I had a very frank conversation with my parents about my future. As usual they weren't completely ignorant about the situation, but they weren't completely knowledgable either. However, like all of these conversations I have with my parents, it was an eye opening experience. I do believe that the one previous to this spring break involved me transfering schools from Milwaukee to Minneapolis.

So I've made the decison not to go for rabbinic school. Much to my mother's chagrin, she will not have both a son and daughter in the rabbinate. She will have a son who is a nice jewish lawyer, so that should make her very happy. She'll be able to brag about it at bridge group. My dad is excited because he knows that I've finally figured out what I want to do. I'm sure he's slightly disappointed that it isn't Major League catcher, but seriously Dad I was never that good at baseball.

So my original intent was to differ law school for a year, after this discussion with my parents I'm not entirely sure. My parents say that I shouldn't delay my life because it'll only make school harder on my. I'm not entirely convinced of this. My life is what I make of it... A year off between college and law school might seem to them to be putting my life on hold, but I think its exactly the opposite. I think that instead of holding me back it will give me a chance to gain some perspective. Its not holding my life because there is no pause button. If I take a year off that will be my life.

My parent's weren't the only ones who I discussed law school with. Dan Levin and I were able to have a good conversation about both his and my futures over drinks and then later over a long car trip. With Dan's experiences to guide me I feel much better prepared for the idea of leaving my comfort zone. Pretty much every time I spend time with Dan I'm glad he and I have become friends. East Coast Here I Come!

So here I stand about to fly. I'm getting ready close this chapter of my life. I know it seems like I'm jumping the gun on this one, but I'm actually not. I may not be close to graduation, but I'm about to start the LSAT stuff and then applications upon applications. I'm actually more excited about this that I ever was about applying to college.