Aside from my short stint as a Grandview Gator, I have been a Wildcat since middle school. The mascots of both my middle school and high school were of the feline persuasion, and I attended Kansas State University, home of the Wildcats! I was raised to be Wildcat. It didn’t hurt that I come from a family of K-State graduates. …
Confessions of a 1L: I’m in a relationship with my secret library study spot
Not quite sure where my days begin and end at this point. I am also quite sure that my secret study spot on the third floor of the library and I were connected in some past life because, as it turns out, I can’t get enough of it. I find myself spending more time at the library these days than …
First-year law student, second-year wife
In my experience, the transformation from everyday person to law school student is oddly similar to getting married. You think you know exactly what you’re doing and how to succeed, and a month in you realize you really have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into. When I was 22, I had no idea how to be a wife. I …
Election Day captures KU’s unwaveringly inclusive spirit
When my siblings and I were growing up, my mother – being the socially prudent and impeccably mannered woman that she is – instructed us to never, under any circumstances, engage new acquaintances on the topic of politics. She knew that likelihood of your ideologies conflicting and directing your relationship into cold and isolated waters far outweighed the chances that …
A glimpse into the high-stress world of Planet OCS: from Marine to law student
No joke, stepping off that bus was like stepping into another dimension. Behind you was the world you knew: you were familiar with this world, you had a pretty good idea how it worked and you thought you were pretty badass for it. But once your foot left the bus and landed on that hot asphalt known as Brown Field …
Father’s advice still rings true: Find your passion in law school
I remember many significant moments from my childhood – moments whose ripples have traversed the years and continue to be felt by me today. Of these, the waves created by my father’s life continue, most of all, to move and direct me. My father grew up farming, a “man of the earth” who left his home to become an airman. …