Expect the worst
Friday, June 22nd, 2007It’s been a week since the start of the usual lawschool torture. I thought I have prepared myself in all aspects of my individuality but I guess I didn’t prepare enough.
Due to my great anticipation for the first day of classes, my first oral recitation, I believe, was within the so-called "performance level." I just love the feeling of satisfaction everytime I’m called to do something which I’m ready to do.
On the next meeting, the professor started calling those who were not previously called. I was surprised to be called again just because my recitation wasn’t recorded the last time. I was annoyed because of such circumstance that I couldn’t control, but more than that, because I didn’t expect the worst.
The moral lesson? Just like the rexona commercial (though I’m not a promoter), "You’ll never know when the Hand of God will lead you to Mr Right, so you just have to prepare ALWAYS!" In law school, expecting the unexpected is too broad and might still lead to complacency, so, I guess the right phrase should be to EXPECT THE WORST ALWAYS!
Ad majorem de Gloriam.
