More of "nerd" in me than I thought

At first I was in denial, but I've come to accept that the "beast" (a.k.a. law school exams) can bring out both the best and worst in me. I'm more "nerd" than I thought.

I finished my first (EVER) law school exam yesterday - the shortest 3 hours of my life. I'm strictly sticking to the "no talk" policy re: exam, so you won't find me chit-chattering about the contents of the beast.

For the last week (or so), I was literally studying, studying, studying....and studying. I gave my body and soul some down time - eating well and making sure to catch a flick everyday - nevertheless, it was one huge tornado of a ride. The night before the exam, I went to bed at 10:30 p.m. Started counting sheep; tossed and turned. I looked at my alarm (my dying cell phone) and it's 12:30 a.m. I called my girlfriend (10:30 p.m. her time) to share with her the woe of my inability to fall asleep: "I counted to 200, but I'm still awake!"

I don't remember exactly how, but I dozed, somehow, into sleep. I wake up from what I think was a dream (at this point dream and reality is really hard to distinguish). I look at my alarm, it's 2:30 a.m.-ish. I toss and turn some more....

Despite the struggle to fall asleep, I was perky the next morning. I packed my backpack (laptop, outline, and my big purple "Federal Rules of Civil Procedure.") and started for the law school approximately half an hour before action-time.

Classmates were very considerate. No unnecessary chit-chats. One fellow, however, spazzed out about forgetting to bring a pen. The proctor started reading instructions and before I knew it, I was trying to tame the beast.

To tell you the honest truth, I have NO idea how I did. But I'm came out of that battle alive. =)

It's one day after my first combat, and what am I doing? Instead of tending to my wounds (resting), I'm studying for my next encounter (which happens to be tomorrow). =(

Okay, so here's the funny thing about it all. It's weird, sick and twisted, but I'm beginning to actually enjoy this torture - thus my sudden epiphany: "nerd." It's really really weird. I hate it, yet I love it. I can't wait until I finish killing this beast, so that I can go off and enjoy the holiday season with my girlfriend and family. Yet, I'm sorta content (I dare say, even happy) studying, studying, studying just to conquer the beast.

I suppose it's perspective? Compared to what I was doing before coming to law school (everything and anything, but no control or say over my time), I have complete and utter control. It's not so bad.

Anyhow, back to learning the ins-and-outs of this beast.