Becoming: The Continuous Path of Never Settling
Becoming became my favorite word after reading Michelle Obama's incredibly written memoir.
Days ago, the result of the bar exam has been released and I could not help but feel proud and teary-eyed when I saw videos online on how emotional bar passers were. I could not help but dream of seeing myself as one of them someday-- hopeful, and anxious for the result. Parents could not stop themselves from the overwhelming flow of happiness, because finally, after a decade's worth of endless patience, perseverance, and hard work, it finally pays off.
Becoming a lawyer is tough. I know the stories. I've read and heard about what seems to be endless memorizations and readings; a path filled with failures, shame, and disappointments; of being absent for all of the occasions because you have to read a pile of cases. I know, and I'm a little scared.
As one attorney puts it, if you want to become a lawyer, this hell is what you pay for in exchange for being that ambitious.
Like any other lawyer aspirant, I want to become one as I've seen and experienced a lot of injustices, and I want to help those people who cannot fight for their rights. I want to stand for them.
I am preparing myself although I know no amount of preparedness will prepare you for law school. I plan to enroll within this decade, maybe after all my siblings are done with college so I can put all of my focus on learning. This scares and excites me at the same time, and sometimes when I feel something like this, it's hard to distinguish what emotion dominates me.
“For me, becoming isn’t about arriving somewhere or achieving a certain aim. I see it instead as forward motion, a means of evolving, a way to reach continuously toward a better self. The journey doesn’t end.”―
I try to live each day unraveling myself, discovering what I love, what I'm good at, and where I suck. I tend to be the worst learner whenever I'm trying to learn something new, it usually takes some time for me to actually realize and understand. It will get worse before it gets better. But because I really want something, I stick learning it no matter how bad I am at it. And then little by little, without me noticing the days, I started to become good at it. This applies to my writing, reading, speaking, and calligraphy skills. I am not the best, but I am doing my best. I know I would suck at law school so what I can do is stick around, work twice as hard, and never give up.
Days ago, the result of the bar exam has been released and I could not help but feel proud and teary-eyed when I saw videos online on how emotional bar passers were. I could not help but dream of seeing myself as one of them someday-- hopeful, and anxious for the result. Parents could not stop themselves from the overwhelming flow of happiness, because finally, after a decade's worth of endless patience, perseverance, and hard work, it finally pays off.
Becoming a lawyer is tough. I know the stories. I've read and heard about what seems to be endless memorizations and readings; a path filled with failures, shame, and disappointments; of being absent for all of the occasions because you have to read a pile of cases. I know, and I'm a little scared.
As one attorney puts it, if you want to become a lawyer, this hell is what you pay for in exchange for being that ambitious.
Like any other lawyer aspirant, I want to become one as I've seen and experienced a lot of injustices, and I want to help those people who cannot fight for their rights. I want to stand for them.
I am preparing myself although I know no amount of preparedness will prepare you for law school. I plan to enroll within this decade, maybe after all my siblings are done with college so I can put all of my focus on learning. This scares and excites me at the same time, and sometimes when I feel something like this, it's hard to distinguish what emotion dominates me.
“For me, becoming isn’t about arriving somewhere or achieving a certain aim. I see it instead as forward motion, a means of evolving, a way to reach continuously toward a better self. The journey doesn’t end.”―
I try to live each day unraveling myself, discovering what I love, what I'm good at, and where I suck. I tend to be the worst learner whenever I'm trying to learn something new, it usually takes some time for me to actually realize and understand. It will get worse before it gets better. But because I really want something, I stick learning it no matter how bad I am at it. And then little by little, without me noticing the days, I started to become good at it. This applies to my writing, reading, speaking, and calligraphy skills. I am not the best, but I am doing my best. I know I would suck at law school so what I can do is stick around, work twice as hard, and never give up.
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