A week in the life of….part 3

Dear Diary:

Wake up.

Feel pretty good.

Figure out 96 hours until Monday night at 7:15.

Minus 24 hours for sleep and class.

72 hours.

More than enough.

Hours of research.

Good results.

Remember I have another class.

Do something to address that.

Friday night.

School books are my date.

Sleep.

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Dear Diary:

Wake up.

Lose an hour.

Need that hour.

Panicky

Have found no case law that works.

For anything.

Fight the legal search engine.

It spits out nothing.

Queen of the search engines falls off throne.

Call legal search engine for help.

Hot guys tries hard to help.

Finds only one case out of thousands?

Doesn’t help.

He tells me to move to another state.

Only CA and VI require demurrers.

Wonder if France requires them.

Put anything on paper.

Hope it fixes itself.

A hundred emails between classmates.

All in trouble.

Feel less alone.

Research anything and everything I can think of.

Still have two more assignments to do.

Have not started either.

Swallow breathing.

Haven't moved in hours.

Think about taking a walk.

Think about how much time that will waste.

Do some more.

Exhausted.

Think I need to sleep.

The baby Jesus shows up.

11:30 PM find case law.

Wish I had found it two days ago.

Redo a bunch of stuff.

Go to bed.

Lie in bed thinking.

Everything is due tomorrow night and I have nothing finished.

Force brain to shut off.

Sleep.

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Dear Diary:

Slept an hour too long.

Only 13 hours before 7:15PM.

Caffeine.

Brain fog.

Reminded of how motivating fear can be.

Just do it.

Best proof reader/editor ever.

12:30PM finish first assignment.

Print.

An hour figuring out how to do next assignment.

Silently freaking out in my head.

Get it started.

Realize much is wrong.

Fix it.

Research.

Time is going by so fast.

Finish an hour earlier than expected.

Amazed.

It is done.

Really?

Print.

Did I really do this?

Feel tears coming.

There is no crying in paralegal school.

Go to school.

Look at classmates.

Shell shocked faces.

Misery loves company.

I love these people.

Really.

Think I have forgotten one assignment at home.

How can that be?

Quietly melt down.

Think it’s all over.

White hot heat crashes over brain.

Ask for help.

Someone who can read.

I have it.

Instant exhaustion.

Home.

Lap time for cat.

Have missed her.

Cat plays with her purple purse.

Secret behavior.

Allowed to watch.

Sweet, sweet, special reward.

Wine.

TV.

Sleep.

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Dear Diary:

Wake up,

Hours of glorious sleep.

Roll over.

One more hour.

No mainlining caffeine.

Everything is slower.

Mind is quiet.

Strange to not feel pressure.

Caffeine with jasmine.

Cat perched on leg.

Vanity Fair.

Heaven.

Feel tears coming.

The let down from so many days.

There is no crying in paralegal school.

Feel expansive love for everything.

So grateful.

Thursday night final exam.

Not counting hours.

I can do this.

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