Christmas and Law School

The two don't go together very well. I've been having trouble getting in the spirit lately. I think part of it comes from my work on an upcoming charity event run by a school society. I feel really good about what I'm doing for the event, but it's bringing out the true colors of the people in my school and THAT doesn't put me in a very good holiday mood. It's amazing to see that strong need some people have to appear successful. And even more amazing to watch them fail miserably at least from the view on the ground. Let me explain. The committee heads are committee heads supposedly because they care and want to make this organization and the work it does not only functional but something everyone can be proud of. In reality they are committee heads because they want to have it written on their resumes that they did these things. It's an image booster. They don't really care one bit about the cause. And this is highly magnified to the people who are actually doing the work. The dumb asses in charge of the institution might feel the heads deserve praise, but us lowly workers know the truth. They haven't organized anything, they haven't put time nor money towards anything and they haven't been expanding support for our causes.

Now that's just the harsh truth of the people running a society in the law school. The other harsh truth about law school and Christmas is that most of the students don't give a shit about anything other than themselves. Further, they are completely willing to bitch and make fun of anything or anyone attempting to do something for others. It's very un-Christmas-y to deal with these people close to the holidays. I wish I had next week off so that i could decompress for a week before Christmas in an attempts to be excited about spending time with my family and friends. But I know I'll be excited once I get home.

I suppose the hard part about law school and Christmas is knowing you only have two weeks to enjoy being around normal people again and people you love and yet knowing you need to spend some of that time working on school. I'm secretly looking forward to the holidays being over so that I don't have to see the blinding two-sided nature of many people. That harsh reality that they don't care about the needy, they just care about raising themselves up. Evil-Panda hopes Karma hits them hard when it comes back around.

Meanwhile, Mr Monkey has decided to decorate the filing cabinets. He's hung his stocking on the fireplace and has been enjoying falling asleep next to the fire each night. He knows the chickens will make a ruckus if the fire tired to get out of control and burn the place down, so he feels safe sleeping beside the lit fire. Aunt Petulance Edna sent him small stockings she'd knit for all the chicken's cages. Mr Monkey managed to hang them just out of the chickens' reach. He thinks Santa will be able to fill their stockings even though they are not on the fireplace. If he'd hung them all on the fireplace it would have look untidy, and Mr Monkey can't handle an untidy mantle. He also strung up dried cranberry and popcorn garland around the cabinets. This was also tricky as the chickens wanted the popcorn and Mr Monkey can't resist the dried cranberry. Needless to say there are many shabby looking sections of garland.