Good Morning, Grind...

Down at 3, up at 9...only 6 hours, but "Good Morning, Grind!" No, I'm not a rapper, but writing is far from new. I'll save the nursery flow and explain why I roll like this, to you...

I've been a stellar student since kindergarten, and took the corporate world by storm. My mom nearly died while on her lunch break...decided to change my song.

I took a brief hiatus to run a non-profit, and then law school came knockin. No, I didn't take the LSAT, but I'm a G! Welllllll...I took the GMAT and GRE so I was prepared. The grind keeps on rockin!

1L, the worst year of my life...running up and down the highway...reading all night...borrowing money...moved in with the parents...learning the law-school lingo...but managed to get things right. Got super-paid over the summer, only to be super broke by the end. (Umm $40K pay cut, only to give up work all together kinda strains the budget...meet...Never did my ends!)

Nevertheless 2L was better, scholarships out the wazoo. First Amendment, IP, and Entertainment, I had to make it do what it do. I got A's in what mattered, so that sealed my fate. It was now crystal clear where I was headed...though the path would never be straight.

Spent summer number 2 at a glossy, big corporate firm. The checks were amazing! But the many hours spent meant that I earned...earned every penny, every dollar, every cent to be exact. I killed it once again...they invited me to come back.

In the midst of my stay, I went through the fire...enough to derail me...make me fall off track. The boyfriend tripped out...we broke and then broke up...lost a friend to the heavens...and dad lived through a week of heart attacks.

I cried every night, but continued to grind every day. You'd never know my weakness was the heart, because I'm Mel Gibson - Braveheart while I'm pushing my way. Pushing through, pushing on...making failure my footstool. God has placed me in this space...he knows how I'm supposed to be used.

I finished off the summer, retooled the look, the attitude,the hustle. All and all, I reinvented my cool! I had to, I'm meant to be a boss...I here to make the rules! I'm so focused, headed to the top...they call me Middy, cause like P.Diddy - "can't stop...won't stop."

I hate that this rhymes, but I guess that's the hip hop monster in me. I've found a voice in my heart that is slowly becoming easier to see. Hear my lion, hear my heart roar...watch me work...there's so much more in store.

So as I close out this entry, and head offline...off to job #2...Good Morning, Grind...