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I went to my first UF sporting event the other night.  It was a women's volleyball game.  Those girls were scary.  I am afraid to get close to them because they might eat me.  David Lee was there so that was cool.  He plays for the NY Knicks now, by the way.  And UF's arena doesn't even have a jumbotron.  Just one more reason that MState is better than UF.  Lawyers have no ethics or morals whatsoever.  None.  Oh sure they pretend to, even have this whole book of rules they call a code of ethics.  But really it's just there to make a superficial attempt to look like they have souls.  But don't be fooled, all they do is feed off the troubles of others.  Their entire job is basically to manipulate rules that other lawyers have made, thereby perpetuating the profession.  Weird that I'm in law school, I can't for the life of me remember why...

So I'm sittin at lunch today and this chick makes the comment, "I've done more work this week than some entire semesters in undergrad."  I mean, seriously, is that possible?  We haven't even done that much this week.

Today has been an absolute roller coaster.  It was my first day of law school.  I just feel so unsure, like I'm hanging by a thread, wandering in a direction that I'm not even sure of.  What is it, really, that I want to do with my life? Or more importantly, what is it that God wants me to do?  I just want to do what will make me happy, what at the end of the day I will be satisfied with, regardless of money or status.  Or at least I tell myself that, but so often when I think of what I can do the money is what comes to mind.  Half the time I think I should just quit, go home, and be a high school teacher.  After all, I tell myself, you know you're just gonna end up doing that anyways. Why not just give up the charade now?  But then theres of course this desire to work for myself, this desperate desire not to get caught up in a job now that I will work at for the rest of my life. I mean, what if I don't like it?  Then I am stuck.  W...

Life is not made of years, but of moments.  In the end it's the moments, not the years, that we remember.

I am a xanga parasite.  I read other's entries every day, and yet haven't posted one of my own in two months. 

Goin off to school in two more days.  Its gonna be something totally new. I haven't even met the guys I'm gonna be living with.  Such things puts me in an introspective mood. This summer has been really great.  I know I say that every year, and this is no different.  This has been one of relatively little drama compared with the past couple of years, and I've kept myself so busy I haven't had time to be bored.  Been to Peru, Ohio, Chicago, South Carolina, and South Florida, in between time at the beach and playin basketball.  And really, I hate for it to end.  And yet inevitably, in two days, it will end.  I will be in Gainesville, friendless and starting over, beginning a new phase in whatever God's plan might be.  I'm comfortable with it, and yet a part of me (as always) longs to stay.  There's so much for me to do around here, so many people's lives I want to be involved in, so many good friends I leave behind.  Partly I'm s...