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My name is Hala Furst, and I am a 3L. Before coming to Roger Williams I received a BA in Theatre Arts at the University of Minnesota. In the three years between graduating from college and arriving here in Bristol, RI, I worked as a hotel concierge for a luxury brand, a loan officer and mortgage...



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And We're Back

Posted by Hala Furst on 08/31/2009 at 12:00 AM

So begins my last year of law school, and quicker than I thought I could remember them, my old habits are back. I have once again become a slave to the little white box that houses every document of importance in my life, typing away on the third floor into the wee hours, so late and so alone that the lights shut off and I have to flail my arms wildly in an attempt to get the motion sensor to pay attention to me. This time it is not schoolwork but the post-grad job search that motivates me. But, I’m hoping if I put my nose to the grindstone for the next couple of months, I’ll be able to find gainful employment and spend the rest of the year actually enjoying learning.

My schedule is blissfully untaxed this semester, with only 12 credits, a result of my soul-crushing 17 credit semester last spring. Now, 17 credits in-and-of themselves are not so bad, but when those 17 credits include a moot court competition, the completion of the writing requirement, and a Supreme Court Judicial Clerkship- well, let’s just say I wouldn’t advise it. But I survived, and now have two full days to spend on the job search, bar review, catching up on homework, and being a research assistant. All in all, I feel like I’ve finally reached a point where I can take a breath and enjoy the accomplishments I’ve made, and look forward to the future with hope and assurance that I’ll find the right next step for me.  Because I had the benefit of time off between college and law school, I know that I’ll find a job, because I’ve done it before. I know that I have resources to draw upon and connections to help me. And I know that even if I don’t find the perfect thing, I can still keep searching.

In the meantime, I’m once again feeling a certain preemptive nostalgia, knowing that this is my last year in a place and doing a thing I love so much. It literally does feel like yesterday when I was so terrified of walking into class, so concerned I would make a mistake or a fool of myself. Now I know that making a fool of myself is going to happen whether I’m afraid of it or not, and at least now I’m surrounded by some of the best friends I’ve ever had. I know that my classmates and professors support me in all my endeavors, and I them. That feeling of community that you find at RWU is hard to beat, and the awareness that I’m going to have to leave it behind makes me a little sad. However, I’ve got a whole year to worry about that. For now, I’m just going to enjoy the last leg of this intense and moving ride.