I should have been an engineer. Or an eye doctor, as my father suggested. Instead, I followed my heart, and ended up in law school, effectively wasting my undergraduate education, three years of my life, and more money than I realized.
When I say followed my heart, of course, I mean I met a girl. She told me I should go to law school, and being painfully in love with her, I took the LSAT. My test score qualified for my first year's tuition, and I believed that constitutional law was a better use of my time than getting my masters degree in engineering (it wasn't).
Every semester, I told myself I'd drop out if I couldn't keep my scholarship, because on most levels, I recognized that law school wasn't worth any money. Of course, they kept not kicking me out, and though my grades were middling, I ultimately finished, took one of my firm offers, and became an attorney.
I have since lived to regret a number of these mistakes. Some of my flaws will be chronicled here.
I don't pretend that I was not partially at fault for my current life situation. At the same time, I can't help but think that without the pressure to figure out a life as soon as college graduation hits, I might not have been seduced so readily by my law school's employment statistics and by the tales of glory lovingly fed to me in books such as "bridging the gap" and "law school confidential."
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