As I’ve been catching up with some of my friends over the past week, the most common question I’m asked isn’t whether I’ve been called that or not, but whether I’ve met any nice people… made some friends. And to tell you the truth, I really haven’t. I mean, there are definitely some nice people here. And I can see myself being friends with some of them, two of them mainly. One of them definitely. But the people I’m currently hanging out with right now.. well, I can’t really see myself being able to rely on them all that much. For a fleeting moment, I thought I would be able to call one of them my friends, no matter how unlikely our friendship seems to be, but something that happened yesterday made me wonder if I actually could.

During one of our earlier classes, my friend had been called on to brief a case. She didn’t do very well, but I tried to make her feel better after class by telling her that it was a really complicated case and that it seemed the class in general seemed pretty confused about what it was all about. The next class, I got called on to brief a case. I think I did pretty well, but after class, all my friend could say was.. good thing you got an easy one. This comment, at first, didn’t really hit me.

And then the more I thought about it during our tutoring class.. the more I began to wonder what she really meant by it. I mean.. couldn’t she have just said that I did a good job? Or at least something along those lines? I don’t know if I’m overreacting or being overly sensitive or what. I just didn’t think it was very supportive of her, especially since she knew I was nervous about it in the first place.

In any case, I’m thinking about forming a study group with this other girl in my class who kind of shares my thoughts on how our class interacts - think high school all over again. It’s so stupid. You’d think people in grad school would be at least a little bit more mature than they were when they were 16. But I guess not.