In Transition: Stream of Consciousness Ahead

My life remains in a horrible limbo. I can't seem to pass the Texas Bar Exam because I keep messing up the multiple choice, and I am stuck studying for it all over again. When this happened, I was at a impasse with my feelings about my old Facebook account. I had just had a major blow-up with some law school people over some stupid shit a professor said, and I started to realize that I was "friends" with way more assholes than I really wanted in my life.

Before law school, Facebook had always been a place for me to word vomit without regard for who was reading. At some point, I caved and began accepting friend requests from law school people. Eventually, I started caring who was reading because who I am on Facebook isn't really all of who I am in real life. Yet, people started acting like they really knew me - when they only knew and will only ever know a fraction of the real me. Regardless of my seeming openness on social networking, I still choose what I will allow others to know about me. It's rare that anyone gets to see the most vulnerable parts of me...still, it happens when I give zero fucks. (Which, to completely contradict what I just said, is most of the time.)

I left law school with the knowledge that most of the relationships I formed there were good for networking purposes and little else. There are only a handful of law school peers I would choose to be friends with "in real life." I'm not saying that they are all jerks - that's not true at all. We are just at different places in our lives. As life experiences go, I went into law school way ahead of most. I chose to keep them at a distance while I was there, so I don't see why that should change now.

All that being said, I have transferred the Facebook "notes" from my original Facebook account to this blog because I don't want to lose them should I choose to abandon that old account. My new Facebook page is all set up with Candy Crush, Spotify, my new Twitter account, and those individuals I consider my closest friends. The new account is likely to prevail.

Once this new bar nightmare is over, I will make a final decision about my Facebook accounts and merge or purge.

Excuse me while I return to another hour of bar review and then take a nice, long walk.