So! I got the financial aid and housing information from the school. I actually had it in my inbox while I was bitching about not having it yet. Sorry.
The financial aid side of things is still “wait and see.” More waiting than seeing obviously.
The housing information is a little more hopeful. I’m speaking to another first year who I may end up rooming with.
I also applied to Gamma Eta Gamma, a legal fraternity which offers housing for $300 a month. Holler.
The thought hadn’t occurred to me.
It seemed like a silly question and I still don’t understand it. I couldn’t be successful at a career if I didn’t have the nerve to go through the training.
Am I going to walk into law school and find the casebooks quick and thrilling as a James Patterson novel? Am I going to draft amazing essays with ease, know the answer every time the professor calls on me, and be in bed by 10pm every night that I’m not at the clubhouse?
UMN Law is my first choice. I was accepted and I’m attending. This is old news.
The first deposit is already in. This is happening. I want this.
I’m excited. I really really am.
But declining all these other schools, especially those that gave me full rides, feels like burning my security blanket.