I have no idea what I want to do with my upcoming summer (or really even what the options are), and that's starting to worry me. What do I know about the law, and why on earth am I even here?
On the first day of class, a professor suggested we view "hakuna matata" as an appropriate meta-philosophy for the class and law school in general. This was much more accurate than I'd thought: Simba wanted to forget about his duties and frolic, but in the end he realized, as we all must, that worries and problems are a (sometimes large) part of life.
This is not to suggest that Yale Law School is a sinecure.
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