Now It's Hardly Simple, It's Just Simply Hard

Back on the grind...NOT. Despite being officially halfway through my law school career, things still look pretty bleak. This blog was christened 1LBlues but the title truly encompasses not only the woes of law school as a whole, but the growing pains of life during this uncomfortable phase (see previous blog post by Knee-Cole).
I'm usually upbeat for the most part, but lately I feel like that part of my being is getting SUFFOCATED. It's probably the stress. It's crazy because I don't seem that stressed at all but I know it's there in my subconscious. I haven't been so unmotivated to do schoolwork in all of my 20+ years of education. I just want to go home, wish I could salvage a relationship that fell victim to law school (and several other factors) and I want it to be summer. Also, I would appreciate it if I could make bank this summer. I think that unpaid jobs/internships offered to law students should be illegal. Unless you're trying to help me out with the debt I'm incurring, I’M NOT TRYING TO HEAR IT.
In the resident HUSL tabloid news, we were spotted out at Shadowroom a couple of weeks ago. The Gossip Boy(s) ran their mouths and said how certain ladies were "twerkin n*ggas" in the club. Le Sigh. Last night, Pikachu Sims and I gave a hearty analysis of all the humans that we go to law school with. After much thought, we concluded that several of them have a touch of Aspergers Syndrome and the rest are just downright crazy. The assemblage of humans at the HUSL makes you pause and think: "Wait, am I crazy too?!" It's THAT bad. I mean, I guess we're all a bit crazy...crazy to have undertaken this beast called law school. This post is a ramble...and it was supposed to be posted weeks ago. I guess it’s an illustration of life right now...a bit disjointed and confusing. I flashback to our 1L year analogy about not jumping off the ledge and hanging tough. As long as you have people to talk you off the ledge, you'll be all good. Unfortunately, I feel like we are all standing on the ledge together. That’s when you know that you’ve got to just leave it to God. That's my only hope. I'm in my predicament for a reason; I can never lose sight of that. And hey, maybe the crazies at school keep me sane! Aww, yes...I suppose that my optimistic upbeat self is still hiding in me somewhere. I won't let her go...I refuse to let anything else fall victim to this place called law school.

Til Next Time,

Udeme

The Quarter Life Crisis

So 2nd semester is in full swing. Not much has really been going on. I think we are all just kinda stuck going through the motions right now. Not really living, not really dying, just kinda being. Its not an ideal way to live but I'm pretty sure we would all agree its our reality right now.

Lately I have been doing a lot of listening and a lot of reflecting on my life and the lives of my friends. It seems like we're all stuck in an awkward stage of life that no one quite prepared us for. It seems like overnight we became adults and woke up with the weight of the world on our shoulders in the midst of a quarter life crisis. I can honestly say I have enjoyed being 23 and a lot of the things about post college life. In a lot of ways I am more confident, independent, and secure in myself than I have ever been. I'm sure a lot of that has to do with living in my own apartment away from my parents and not having to turn to them for every little thing. I have developed my own life away from my parents/family and in a sense created a new identity not based on who I used to be and who I have always been, but one based on who I am now and who I want to become in the future. All of this makes me happy. I have real friends that in a lot of ways take the place of my family because they just get it! No explanations necessary I have genuine drama free friendships that offer stability when almost everything else in my life is bottomless uncertainty.

I never really expected this quarter-life crisis, but the truth is even if I had there isn't much I could have done to avoid it. This crisis is both personal and professional, physical and mental; it pretty much invades every aspect of life. It is essentially the reality that 'This is real life now. What we do or not do now matters. There will be no do-overs. No false starts' Whether its our professional lives or our love lives, there is pressure to figure out what it is that we want and pressure to go after it right now. None of us wanna mess up and end up regretting the choices that we have made. I can speak for myself and honestly say I carry this fear of regret. I fear I will walk away from the right guy. I fear I will work too hard, or not hard enough. I fear that I will regret. To make matters worse I am mad. I am mad because I know that fear is illogical and regret is unnecessary. My fear of future regret should not influence the choices I make today. I'm smart enough to know that. We all are. The reality is I have made good choices in my life thus far, and there is no reason to think that I won't continue to make good choices now that I am an adult and life is real now in a way it has never been before.

In my heart I know everything will fall into place. Bad choices in love and life will be made, but we will deal with them as they come and be better for it. In business we live by "the higher the risk, the higher the return" well that couldn't be any more true in love and in life. One thing about all of my friends male and female a like is that we're all risk takers. We have all stepped out on faith to educate ourselves and go after bigger and better things. We are taking the risks and we are due for the returns.

~Nic

P.S. stay tuned for my next post Love: risks & returns

1L Blues In A Nutshell

This is 2L year's "Law School Musical":

"I'm Nasty, I'm Sorry" & Emo Rage

I had to put part of this title as "I'm Nasty, I'm Sorry" because...well, because it's funny. I wasn't actually present when aforementioned statement was made, but I am a third party beneficiary of its hilarity. This was said by a pretty rando 2L boy to the respectable Ms. Uwan for unknown reasons. Regardless, it's too funny to not be commemorated on the blog.

In other news, Emo Rage is at an all-time high. I trademarked this phrase over brunch at Diner on Sunday afternoon. Emo Rage is kind of like the new "Bitchassness." Once again, it predominately affects males ages 18-26 and it's a very serious condition. The cause is unknown, but I suspect it has to do with a combination of Kid Cudi on heavy rotation, skinny jeans that may be too tight, and not being allowed to express emotions properly as children. Oh, and the consumption of more than one alcoholic beverage exacerbates symptoms. Now, all of a sudden all these grown ass men want so get sad, mad, upset and get extremely emo and angry. Also, there's a high correlation between Emo Rage and Male Groupies (see Nicole's previous post for more explanation of the Male Groupie syndrome). I only have one message for people infected with Emo Rage: GET HELP! and LEAVE ME THE F ALONE. As everyone knows, it's grind season here at the HUSL and there's no time in any of our lives for silliness. I'm going to have to start wearing my face mask not only to protect me from H1N1, but also to protect me from emo rage and groupies. *sigh*

Until next time,
Pikachu Sims

Keeping Your Groupies in Check Gets Exhausting

So, its been another crazy month in the lives of the real huslas. I myself have been troubled with an inner struggle stuck between buckling down on school work and dealing with a serious case of pimp hand strong system. And somewhere in between i've had more than my fair share of shots of patron, including one random night where I lost my phone, and then got it back again. A major difference between 2L year and 1L year is that 1L year I really didnt have a personal life to interfere with my constant studying, whereas now my studying is interfering with my personal life. This year is really a balancing act. A necessary balancing act because after all as hard as it is to accept this is the life we chose, and although I hope there will be times where we are happier, its pretty safe to say that we will never be any less busy.

With all that said I feel like its important to just keep living my life and find a way to do the things I wanna do with the people I want to do them with. (Get your minds out of the gutter folks, I don't me it like that...at least I don't think I do).

A few weeks ago I went to a happy hour at Park and it was truly a real live version of six degrees of separation. Its no exaggeration to say that every person I independently knew from various places knew each other. Even had a crazy ass run in with this guy tryna holla even though I know his girlfriend and she was PRESENT. Dude is trifling in every sense of the word, his gf would literally turn her back, and he was preying on me. First of all he really wasnt that cute, second of all do I look like some trifling chick, third of all why would I even wanna deal with you seeing thats how you behave ( oh I know why cuz he must think I'm a trifling trick). Well HELL NO! I aint the one. So that guy is a rather thirsty groupie that I may just have to put on blast the next time I see him.

Actually we have noticed in recent weeks there seems to be a male groupie epidemic. Thirsty ninjas everywhere lol. I know thats rude, and makes us seem rather conceited...and you know what...we are all of the above. But its still the freaking truth. I guess its understandable...no really its not, I never been that thirsty in my life, but I do know that we are cute and we have fun so we get new groupies everyday lol. These groupies have been coming out the woodworks for sure, and I can't even say its people I dislike. Its just amusing.

Dueces till we meet again,

Nic

It Was Fun While It Lasted......

It's been a long time, we shouldn't have left you...


HELLO WORLD,
So we all neglected October which is sad because a lot of stuff happened but no worries, I will come through with the summary. And I would like to call out a certain Pikachu Sims for neglecting this here blog since 1L year; run tell dat! Anyways, October FLEW by. It's amazing how the first two months of the semester drag by and then all of a sudden, it's grind season. We are in it and this means: lack of sleep, Starbucks being frequented more than usual (not by me of course), less television, baggier eyes, use of supplements, exhaustion, aggravation, jadedness etc. etc. You get the picture. So go head and feel sorry for us if you must...we're used to this merry-go-round and we are now saying December 10th or Bust. So to end on a lighter note, let me flashback to the close of October. It was a Halloween weekend to remember: HU Homecoming, The Rally to Restore Sanity and everything in between.
I'll flashback to Thursday when somehow Pikachu, Knee-Cole and myself found ourselves in Forever 21, H & M, Urban Outfitters, Ruby Tuesdays and an athletic wear type store where I FINALLY got my Nalgene liter bottle and new gym shoes! Yeaaaaaaa, we did have class but the trip was necessary. I don't regret it at all. By the time our half personal day was over we decided we would be lowkey. A couple hours elapsed...texts and calls came through and everyone was talking about going to Park at 14th. Soooooo Knee-Cole and I ended up there and we had a great time. The morning recap was comedy! And I saw about 6 UCR people...we rolled deep this year. On Friday, my PLB aka Afia took a break from UPenn and joined in the festivities. We went on the yard (flasks in hand) and saw MANY questionable outfit choices. It was a good time. Reunited with Rum DMC and Mr. Duncan. We had dinner at Ledo's Pizza and realized we had $2.50 so we copped some Four Lokos. Friday night we hit up LOVE...the most notable moment from the night was a slip and fall, I won't name names though. She knows who she is. Saturday was the Rally to Restore Sanity. It was great...tons of great signs...people sitting in trees, babies on leashes. It was all fun and dandy till we tried to get HOME. All we wanted was to get back to the apartment but there were just too many people in this ity bity city!!!! We were trapped in DC for hours...walked from the National Mall to Union Station. Got straight up DEFLECTED and REJECTED from several taxi drivers. Waited in line at Union Station for over an hour just for a cab! It was horrible.
So obviously after that ordeal, all we wanted to do was rest. We did that and had some visitors at the apartment that night. Two of them were the usual suspects of course, one was too small and the other too loud. Le Sigh. I was glad to get sleep after that night. Halloween was just another day. That Sunday feeling rushed over us all. Afia bid us adieu and Pika and I closed of the night with an episode of Boardwalk Empire.
When November 1st came around...it seems like something came over us all. We know what we have to do and we'll do it. There's just no other way.

Happy StuDYING,

UBU

It Happened One Night. Or Two, Maybe Even Three

Hello World,

Soooooooo, I can't quite describe the happenings of this past week. Let me try and be academic for a sentence or two: school is the same old, STILL trying to get into school mode before it's crunch time. Okay, that's enough of that.
It's Congressional Black Caucus weekend in DC so people are out and about in full effect. Thursday was the kick off at The Park at 14th aka our staple spot. We had to start the night off with some Jose Cuervo and a bomb toast from Wale: "Let's toast, let's celebrate life, celebrate wealth and bypass plight for the night, drinks up." Once we got there, Pikachu came through with a round of drinks and I was on Long Island if you know what I mean. I wasn't quite the mayor of blackout city but i was teetering a lil too close to the edge. As usual, we saw some HUSL people out and about and acting brand new in certain instances. John Legend was in the building, didn't see him or his hairline but I did hear his ad-libs over Green Light (still love that song). Ended up in VIP with some familiar faces, champagne was consumed though it wasn't ours. We headed to The Diner of course. I didn't sleep at the table, though I was exhausted. The "night" ended around 4AM.
So, I wanted to take it easy for the rest of the weekend. Even though it was only Thursday, I thought I had done too much. I did some reading for Evidence and I was couchin it with Pikachu and watched a hilarious episode of the Soup. Little did I know that some of the crew were on U Street. Literally. So of course, we joined them........the most wacky unplanned night ever. It was just SUPER random. We met up on U Street, headed to Bus Boys and Poets to swoop Russell, walked on U street again, went into a random spot...the music was on point....left that spot for a ratchet house party (I was hesitant, didn't want to go in & get pumped full of lead)...it was a no-go for us anyways....then we headed to Ben's Next Door. *SIGH*
This is where we saw a Hagridesque WOMAN....She was literally 6'7" and she was wearing a dominatrix type outfit, drawing even more attention to herself. Areolas were spotted, pics were taken, one of which I'll prob make into the default pic for this post. I probably missed a bunch of nonsense from this Friday. It was quite a night. There's a huge event at LOVE tonight....Wale & Trey Songz will be there. At this point, I'm not going...but I can't say that I won't end up there. You never know with us.
2L year is starting off with a bang....just gotta focus. It's key to stay balanced though. Work hard, play hard. It's what gets us through it all.

Til Next Time,

UBU

Only the Beginning...

Well as I sit here thinking about what to write about. I honestly don't know whether to laugh or cry about the insanity that is 2L year and all the crap we've have gotten ourselves into ALREADY. Its only labor day! Despite my constant attempts to get my life together... surprise my life is anything but together.

But anyway after 3 weeks of school I think we have all been struggling to get into a reading groove. We have easily slipped into many other grooves including but not limited too couchin', brunches, trueblood, shots, partying and of course chicken! We already have some classic memories a particular group hug with Turtle at a house party being one of them lol.

Law school people are funny. Everyone has their school personality, but people seem to get a lot more interesting after a couple and sometimes a lot of drinks. Went to the Park on Sunday since labor day meant no school on Monday. Surprisingly or not surprisingly depending on how you look at it, it was a really great time. Although, K$ didn't come out and we surely missed her. The crowd was good and so was the music. I don't really recall this but the DJ dropped "No Hands" and the whole place "went ham" as the phrase goes. All in all it was a good night, that did not include being bothered by a bunch of random guys. I guess since we were with not so random guys lol. I guess that may be the way to go from now on...who knows.

I made some pretty great decisions on Sunday nite I must admit. The best one being the decision to drink only top shelf and stick to it. There was some foolishness that occurred on sunday too that might have heightened our need to party like it was our last night on earth.

Now im working on slowing down but its hard considering I don't have nearly as much reading to do for class as last year. I actually feel like I have the time to go out and do things or even stay in and do things. For instance I already plan to watch my football games on saturday and sunday, and monday night too. I think I may have finally found some sort of balance where don't have to shut out the things I love to do just to get my work done. I've really been using my time during the day wisely so my nights are pretty much free, although as the semester goes I know some nights at the library will be necessary. Sigh.

We know not what is to come, but we know we shall do it bigger and better,

Nickey E