ITT: Cold Feet Forum

[firemed]

I wouldn't go to law school with the economy on the verge of double dip. You'd be the class most fucked if a collapse happens in a few months.

Dude, with all due respect, shut up.

+1 to this.

I have grown to love you DF, but just like you we are all committed at this point, and projecting your fears onto us ain't helping anybody. So knock it the eff off.


Said with love.

[delusional]

Well, a lot of pressure is what people put on themselves.

A lot of women (assuming you're men from the name), and about every child does not need fancy things to be happy, just the necessities. A little kid who can play catch with his daddy every night, but does not own a playstation will likely be happier than a kid with every video game whose dad is never home.

That's a classic myth about women and kids.

+1000

Fist bump, bro.

[chenalex]

I was getting cold feet the week coming before I moved. The night before I left (Sunday night) my friends tried to get me to feel better about it by getting me trashed. The result was, I couldn't wake up for my 6:40am flight, had to take the 12pm flight, lost my luggage, had the hotel lose my reservation, and ended up shelling $200 at another hotel. It didn't help that I was hungover for most of the day. It was at that point that I thought to myself that maybe God or whoever is telling me that moving cross-country and going to law school is a bad idea.

When I got to the hotel at 11pm, I tried to order room service as I didn't have dinner yet, and was told the kitchen was closed. After about 15 minutes though, there was a knock on my door and room service had brought me a pizza and a soda because "they couldn't let me starve." It wasn't a free meal, but I thought it was incredibly nice of them.

Moral of the story: You might feel scared at first but you'll find help in unexpected places. You'll be fine.

[Excellence = a Habit]

I was getting cold feet the week coming before I moved. The night before I left (Sunday night) my friends tried to get me to feel better about it by getting me trashed. The result was, I couldn't wake up for my 6:40am flight, had to take the 12pm flight, lost my luggage, had the hotel lose my reservation, and ended up shelling $200 at another hotel. It didn't help that I was hungover for most of the day. It was at that point that I thought to myself that maybe God or whoever is telling me that moving cross-country and going to law school is a bad idea.

When I got to the hotel at 11pm, I tried to order room service as I didn't have dinner yet, and was told the kitchen was closed. After about 15 minutes though, there was a knock on my door and room service had brought me a pizza and a soda because "they couldn't let me starve." It wasn't a free meal, but I thought it was incredibly nice of them.

Moral of the story: You might feel scared at first but you'll find help in unexpected places. You'll be fine.

[mpj_3050]

Better go ahead and check myself into this thread.

I'm pretty nervous right now; family said I need to lighten up and relax.