So I went out on Friday night. I went with a colleague of mine to Dolce and Copeland's Cheesecake Bistro in Atlantic Station. I should have brought my camera. I should actually have a good digital camera for moments like that since we may be winding down our stay here. (God forbid) It was one of the best times I have had in a long time. Had way too much to drink and acting a fool all through, all the way home I was smiling to myself. Slept like a baby to the afternoon on Saturday and it still felt good.
Still thinking of this career thing. When am I not thinking about it? While updating my resume I bumped into this girl who left law school a year after I did. She is getting her S.J.D in Harvard, after getting her LL.M from Harvard Law School. Like I didn't feel crummy enough, I have to bump into someone who's life is A-Okay. She had about 4 publications, worked with so many professors and scholars, appointed scholars several times over. Yes, she is the one who will get a call back from World Bank, certainly not me. I am just not that kind of candidate. I wish I was. I am not sure if I can even be that kind of worker, I have never been pushed to and I was certainly not that kind of student, which explains why my grades were subpar. But now I need to be that kind of person, because mediocre grades and work will not get you anywhere in this society. It just wouldn't.
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