But I'm not a cheerleader!?

I was just elected President of GALLA...what does that mean? Gay and Lesbian Legal Association at GMU Law, or something to that effect. I already said we should change the name to gay, les, trans, cross, curious, gay until graduation, straight until graduation, love the shoes, nothing on tv, I'll hit anything once...that's one long acronym though.

EDIT: More oddities
Our faculty advisor? Well, Dr. Love volunteered! I'm 100% serious, Dr. Love, Faculty Advisor to GALLA.

BUT WAIT...THERE'S MORE

Remember that totally hot/adorable professor I was raving about earlier? The one that the entire 1L class seems to have a crush on? Well she _also_ volunteered to be a faculty supporter. That could be a little complicated...I mean I'm all about her, but I'm the head of the gay group, and she's the faculty advisor.

Coming up is a charity auction where among other things, they raffle off 'dates' with different professors. Did I mention this could get messy? How much is a ride on her broom I wonder (not trying to make a euphamism, get real please)? I think not only is a student not supposed to hit on a professor, but should the President of the Gay lawyers think the female faculty supporter is hot?

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Some Jackass at work asked me why I didn’t just go straight to school and study until class instead of going home after work as I do. He pointed out the amount of time I spent on the metro, at lunch, and going home before class started to either collapse or have diner. He saw no sense to the idea that I got off work, went to school at 6, and complained about my lack of time. I tried to explain the concept of physical and mental exhaustion to him to no avail (he fucks with me for entertainment – likes the challenge of a good debate). His idea was that I should stay and do his interrogatories rather than play ‘Cinderella.’

I remember looking over my old exams from grad school and seeing how bad my answers were, and realized I could have done better. I thought I must have been immature, lazy, or less experienced at that time. Now I realize I may have been as burnt out then as I am now. It's easy to look at the information later when you are well rested and haven't been trying absorb chapters a day for months at a time!

I know I could do better now, study more, focus more, sacrifice more. I could do better than I am ‘shooting for.’ I still hit a club once a week, sometimes a party. I still play video games, watch cartoons. I am, however, tired. I’m facing burn out. I spend time studying where I learn nothing. I’ve learned to make breaks, to take naps, to hit the gym even when I don’t have time. I’m learning that working too hard is as irresponsible for me as wasting my time. Resting is not wasting time. I’m not sure what my balance is. I know it’s changing – I’m getting more stamina as the semester progresses.

There are people here working harder than I am both in school and in their studies. I’m as amazed by their efforts as the day students are by mine.