Classes begin in one month from today. I feel a little like an inmate awaiting his execution; the only governor I can seek pardon from is Mr. Lottery Ticket. That's a little dramatic, I suppose, but between hanging out and playing computer games or studying I know which one I'd choose.
During my first year of law school I attended the part time division. I've transfered to full time, but I'll have to take night classes with the other part time students to catch up. I was staying in Fremont, which is about twenty minutes (before traffic) from Santa Clara. That worked out pretty well, and I only had to make one trip a day. Now that I have to take day and night classes, I'm thinking about moving closer to campus.
I've already got all my loans worked out; almost $45,000 this year. $18,000 is coming from the federal government, and the rest from private lenders. I'm actually a little distrubed at just how much money companies are willing to lend someone like me, a person with absolutely no assets, collateral, or prospect of obtaining either for the next several years. It doesn't seem, to me anyway, the best way to run a lending company.
At any rate, school is fast approaching. There is nothing I can do about that, so I firmly resolve to make the most of my remaining free time by doing as little as absolutely possible.