Two Years in Black and White
I am writing this after quite a long time. I forgot this account even existed until I got to learn about Medium from my Instagram, and I was amazed to realise I also have an account here!
So today’s short story is going to be about what I experienced in two years of my life in law school.
When we think about law school, many things come to mind — students wearing black blazers over white shirts, moving around big halls in big universities or colleges, and many other things. Well, some of it is true, but my college — oh goodness!
If I wish to define my law school in three words, I can use — Sophisticated, Mundane, and Fatuous — I wanted to call it studious, but that would be an extolment.
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I believe every law school is not defined by its professors, academics or students, but for me it is defined by its Building, Halls, and Libraries — I don’t mean to say that a place is known for its aesthetic value, but for Law Schools — YES!
But for your dear author, I am quite unlucky, and my law school prioritises academics and I believe it is a good thing unless the whole experience of a law school becomes a school life and that is what why peers will agree on — I hope so…
Due to my university problem, I have to do my last internship during March, which was during our coursework period, as we were unable to do our internship during the last semester. Its was the only period during my academic term where I enjoyed, it was as if a break from life — to perform this stunt we (me and my buddy) were supposed to attend all lectures of the first two months that would be January and Feburary to have an attendance above 90% — and we were serious about this during the first month, then we got a bit lazy, if being honest that was fun too — like I say — dolce far niente.
Well, after the fun part, what was left was a complete slog, and we took it as child’s play and suffered more — I mean, a child cannot play with law. After another month, that is, after April, we had our semester exam, and we were not really prepared for it, but then again, we are law students. Thus, one by one we were done with all the exams and finally took a breath — I, on the other hand, left quickly for home after my last exam, and that is the best part of the exam season — the leaving part, yeah!
There is more to say about this story, but I don’t really wish to make it longer. I don’t even like long paragraphs — I have no idea how I read such long paragraphs in novels?
Well, as I conclude this story, I want to express my gratitude for my life and for the people who have supported me along the way. Completing two years of law school, with three more to go, feels like an achievement in itself — and the fact that I’m still standing is a story for another day, perhaps in another Medium draft!
