If I could have given my loved ones a little pamphlet called “Knowing Your Law Student” before I began my 1L year, here’s what it would have said.

We interviewed the client, researched his case, and repeatedly rehearsed our arguments. We were as prepared as two law students who have never represented a client could be.

One of the Big Things I Wanted To Do at NYU Law was to join a journal’s staff. Little did I know, I would have to first pass an obstacle of Herculean proportions – learning to use the Bluebook.

Fact: in law school, you will receive lots of email.  Also, at some point, you’ll overlook one that is of critical importance. Last February, I received an email about an internship.  I skimmed the email, and saw something about Georgia, and something about farms.  I figured I wasn’t interested in agricultural law, and certainly not [...]

What comes to mind when you think of the words “summer internship”?  Go ahead, ponder it for a moment. Let me guess: you probably thought of an office, people wearing suits, computers, research, and perhaps also grunt work.   Other than the grunt work, all of these images have been applicable to my summer internship.  However, [...]

The elevator was frequently out of order, the hot water became unreliable, and I found evidence, shall we say, that I was co-habitating with small, furry creatures. So I began to think about moving into campus housing.

Before I started law school, I was advised not to get involved in student organizations during my first year. I quickly came to disagree.

Last summer, I felt pretty prepared for law school. I was confident I could handle hours of poring over casebooks, job-hunting, and even trying that whole work-life balance thing. But like many 1Ls-to-be, there was one thing I dreaded: the Socratic classroom.

About two weeks ago, I attended the Public Interest Law Center (PILC) Career Fair at NYU Law, a two-day event attended by hundreds of public service employers and thousands of students, resumes in hand, zealously foraging for coveted summer jobs. Sounds like a pretty low-key affair, right?