Meltdown

I feel like I’ve been managing the craziness of 1L year pretty well…until today.

Today marks my very first complete and total law school-related meltdown.

It all started when I woke up this morning and discovered that my keys (with my NYU student ID attached, no less) were nowhere to be found.  I went to dinner last night, followed by a succession of bars, where I haphazardly left my purse pretty much wherever there was room.  Needless to say, my first instinct was that someone had broken into my purse and stolen my keys.  Of course, in my belligerent state, I failed to reason that if someone broke into my purse, they would have swiped my WALLET or my CELL PHONE, which were conspicuously not stolen.  Regardless, I tore through my poor apartment until nothing was where it belonged.  No dice.  Angry at the world and thinking about all the crap I would have to take care today (calling the locksmith and getting a new ID) instead of what I really should be doing (studying), I decided to plant my face in my pillow and have a nice little meltdown.  5 minutes later, D came home and pulled my keys out of the side pocket of my purse.  Aaaand I’m an idiot.

If that wasn’t enough, I also made the brilliant decision to save all of my outlines in different folders under the same name (“Outline”).  Naturally this resulted in me saving my Torts outline over my Contracts outline that I probably spent 8 hours working on last week.  Realizing this right when it was too late, I attempted somewhat self-destructively, to bring my Contracts outline back from oblivion.  Pretty much in tears, ready to drop out of law school, I realized that I backed up all of my files in SugarSync, which (thank goodness) syncs via batch job rather than real-time.  So logging onto my personal SugarSync page, I retrieved my Contracts outline 100% intact and breathed a heavy sigh of relief.  Crisis averted.

Realizing that I experienced my first “law school meltdown,” I decided to take the rest of the day off and take advantage of the real reason I came to New York – tax-free shopping!  Oh law school, you have rendered me simultaneously psychotic and very broke…