So, I am sitting in the library trying to multi task my way through ‘mountains’ (slight exaggeration, some people would call it a small hill) of work in preparation for some of my BPTC exams next week.
Short of staring aimlessly/pointlessly/blankly into space, I thought I would attempt to fill the void that is my blog! So yeah, here I am - now wasting words and energy writing utter b*&^%$s in an attempt to inspire myself to work more.
The interesting thing is that it is March. Almost a quarter of the year has passed within a moment (or so it seems!). I don’t know if it is just me but things seem to be moving a lot faster the older I get. Back when you were younger time never used to fly - although, the hours/days/weeks and months still seem to merge themselves seamlessly.
The last six months seem ironically effortless. The rainforest of papers that I have collected in my room stand as evidence to the work I have done on the BPTC yet, in about four months - I will be called to the Bar. That’s it. Everything I have worked towards for almost half a decade is over in one simple ceremony.
Pupillage is a way off. What happens in between? I feel like I am being propelled into limbo, quite fast. I will soon enter this world when I can call myself a Barrister but not actually be one - if that makes sense? Another funny thing is the strain a course like this puts on friendships and relationships. The pressure, the (odd) desire to work harder and the urge to succeed seems to take over your life. I never thought that I would become someone who lives for the weekend but at midday on a Friday I breathe a huge sigh of relief. Finally - a day when the wretched alarm clock doesn’t blare at 5.30/6.00 am. My new ritual is to greet the weekend looking like a dishevelled zombie and emerge on Monday morning looking somewhat more refreshed. I think for anyone undertaking a course as intense as this, adoption of the “mantra” - ‘work hard, play hard’ is a must. It also explains why so many Barristers like a drink or two.
Still staring aimlessly into space. I think the only thing I have achieved is wasting 10-15 minutes of time typing this out. Fun stuff. Now, back to the silence, the tapping of keyboards and the work. Joy.
