So i am blogging instead of writing my meno. (Thanks Karen)... this week has been interesting... mainly because it has been so busy but with pieces of just good time with people i love. For example this week has just been a good time at 940 Walnut. 940 is where i live and clif is my next door neighbor. I live in a an old house that was converted into a deplex. Clif lives on the other side of the deplex... hands down i could not have planned for a better living situation. About a few weeks into the school year Clif started calling me his sister and i feel like he is my brother. The first time we hung out we knew what the other person was thinking without even having to ask. Well this semster has been a busy and we have not had a lot of family time. And a few weeks ago we had dinner at my house and just talked and caught up... i heard a little about what was going on with him and God...

anyways we both signed up against our better wisdom for the Lawson oral competition. We pitched a fit every step of the way, complained, cried, and then put on our big girl pants (or big boy) and competed in the first round... and it went... well... it was not as bad as we thought it would be... but at the end of it we survived, egos bruised but wiser. Afterwards we grabbed dinner and just enjoyed each other.

Clif is an unexpected blessing to me. He is my gaurdian in a lot of ways and takes good care of me. He listens to me when i debate whether or not i should have a crush on someone. And actually gives good feedback. I feel completely comfortable with him and yeah... its nice knowing that you have someone in your corner who will fight for you if things get crazy.

Ok so it has been time at the house... it has also been growing time. This was the first time i was stressed by school to the point that was being totally irrational. I love law school. For better or for worse this is my calling and i really cannot imgine doing anything else. When i write my memos (which i am not doing now) or i am studying for a class... engaged in discussion(and i actually understand what is being asked of me) i am reminded how much i enjoy it. But it is wearing... and there are times when i do not realize i am worn down

there is a time for silence and there is a time to talk. I think for most of my life i have been silent when i should have spoken. and through amanda, my old roommates and trey i have been taught that if i care about a relationship i should say something... but sometimes silence is all you need. So i prayed to God whether or not i needed to say something... and asked that He would bring the right time and situtaion... and it turned out that i did not need to say anything... i won't get into too much detail but it was because of things going on with this friends own life that was creating the space. and when i learned that everything made more sense... i didn't need to be another voice adding to the stress for this friend...