Today was one of those frustrating days pockmarked by relentless interruptions and meetings. Despite my intention to pack the day full of studying, I found myself in meetings across the city and distracted on Pinterest way too often. Le sigh.

Today also marks a very important day in my law school career. The last day of elections. Huzzah!!! I haven’t written much on this, but for the past year, I’ve served as President of the GLSA (Graduate Law Students Association). It was definitely not a role I thought I would take on. In fact, it was a bit insane trying to juggling GLSA and mooting.

It hasn’t always felt like a natural role. I am by nature, a people-person, but I’m definitely someone who feels more comfortable behind the camera than in front of it (hence, the photography). And I think it’s also somewhat true that female leaders tend to lead by consensus.

When I think back on this past year, there are moments when I grimace at my mistakes, and others when I’m genuinely proud. On the whole, it was a growth experience that I am grateful for. I’m also grateful for the team we’ve had this year and the extraordinary number of projects that have been accomplished. We re-branded the organization and launched the website, organized social events, and panels. Next Saturday marks our first moot competition and the Gala dinner, which officially marks our handover. We also launched the GLSA Gazette, which is my baby and pet project. What I am truly excited about is that the GLSA went from a committee of 6 to an organization of nearly 50 with three sub-committees, and has created a lot more opportunity for students to get involved.

There is no denying that there is some measure of relief with passing the mantel on. In the long run, I think the contributions I made are small. But if I helped create opportunities for students to explore and use their talents, that is enough. And it’s enough to know that I have given my best, and have tried to learn from my mistakes.

I’m looking forward to having more time to do what I love. I don’t imagine there to be a lot of free time (with preparing for Washington, and beginning my dissertation.) But I think the key to staying sane and happy, is to do what you love and do it often. Before I began photography, I wrote. I stopped because I got too self-conscious, and because there seemed to be no theme to my blogging. But self-consciousness and theme be damned. What is the point of having a blog if you’re never going to write in it?

So here’s something that I did recently that I love and made me happy. I made 54 mini cupcakes last night. Mm… nonom.

And in case I (or anyone else) ever need a reminder.. I ought to have this framed somewhere in my house so I can be reminded often.