Welcome to UpHillFlow! The blog title gives you a pretty good sense of what it feels like to be both finishing undergrad and trying to get ready for law school. I’ll give a bit of background here, since hey – I have to start somewhere.
I’m Rivers, and I’m currently finishing up a 4 year honours degree in Political Science at Acadia University. I’ve recently completed an 80+ page thesis, carry a decent GPA and try to be involved in everything, often at the sake of both sanity and sleep. This particular combination of things leads to me drooling and looking rather like a lobotomized sheep who’s hair was permed by a hurriane, but that’s just par for the course. I was accepted on December the 20th to the University of Victoria Law School, and quite gladly accepted. Since I have a history of hugging trees and kissing slugs, I’ve decided to specialize in Environmental Law… an area that is currently dramatically underpaid. That said, I expect to move into “Relatively Underpaid” by the time I’m 60 or so, so I should be set.
While I plan to do later posts that go back and talk about choosing law schools and writing the LSATs and so forth, for now you’re going to be forced to step in at about the page 26 mark, if this were a novel. That’s when I go to Victoria to tour the campus and look for an apartment. I’ll then do the first 25 pages or so in ‘Flashback’ mode, a technique invented by Wayne and Garth, and perfected more recently by the Toronto Maple Leafs (see: Perreault, Yanic and Green, Travis). That’ll be stuff like applications, LSATs, conversations etc. This post, of course, is just to kind of get you (and me) oriented as to what, exactly, is going to go on. If it’s figured out before September, I’ll count us all as ahead of the game.
There’s also a cast of characters who are going to be important to get to know. Foremost among them is my roommate and fellow first-year law slime, Karl. His name hasn’t been changed to protect his identity. If you wanted to steal someone’s identity, you probably wouldn’t choose Karl. Don’t get me wrong – Karl is everything I’m not: smart, smooth and relatively quiet. But stealing the identity of someone who wants to become an intellectual proprety lawyer is about as smart as ordering the seafood chowder in Saskatchewan.
Also likely critical to the story line are an assortment of family members, friends and Tibetan Monks… though probably fewer of the latter than I’d care to admit. They’ll come up as needed and be given fuller explanation at that point.
Finally… I’m doing this mostly because I like to write, and as thrilling as endless treatises on the theoretical causes of European Integration are, I need someone to make myself smile. If I make you do the same thing, then… well… you’re very easily amused, and we should probably buy a beer and talk about the hilarity of the word ‘ocular’.
Cheers;
Rivers
