Over my lifetime there have been very few shows that I have actually finished. I'm just not a "series" person. But when I do find one that I like, I grow obsessed. And one of these lasting obsessions is for Britain's Got Talent. Not America's. Just Britain's. Roughly one year ago, I was divulging in my obsession and watched an aerial dance performance that blew my mind. I love pretty much anything that would terrify an agoraphobe and make my upper body sore for days, so of course, I decided then and there that I wanted to learn how to aerial dance.
Fast forward and I met a girl who had taken an aerial dance class at a place just twenty minutes from where I lived. Ironically, I had just moved from an apartment that, little had I known, was right across from this gym. Before signing up for a class I decided to go just to check out the facilities. When I got there, it was dark and the doors were locked. I was about to get back in my car when one of my thesis advisors gets out of the car next to me. I'm a little embarrassed when, after asking her if she was doing the class, I found out she owned the place! Then I had to sign up.
I had been going to the classes pretty consistently for a couple months and had shown up early one day during open gym when I realized I had forgotten to clock out of work. Luckily, I had my laptop in my car and ran out to get it. This spurred a conversation with one of the ladies there about what I do for work. In January of 2023 (about the time that I first watched that aerial dance performance on BGT), I had moved from Kansas back to Utah and taken a remote job as a paralegal for a criminal law firm.
"Are you thinking about taking the LSAT?" the woman asked me as she sprayed down her silk and sanitized her mat. I looked up from where I sat cross-legged on the padded floor with my computer in my lap. "Kind of?" I had thought about it, but more in a theoretical way that was for a future Brooke to think and worry about. Turns out her husband teaches an LSAT prep course right across the street from my new apartment complex. She gave me his phone number and website and I stowed it away to get lost in the long list of notes on my laptop.
I kid you not, two days later, my friend tells me she is thinking about taking the LSAT and asks me if I was planning to take it and whether I had any tips for her. Before I give her this random guy's website, I figured I should check it out for myself. Not only that, but I called the number. He is super nice; his class seems great. I begin to think of the possibility not so much for my friend as for myself. The only catch is the thousand-dollar enrollment fee. I do not have that kind of money.
When I set up my pay account with my new job in January, I had elected to set aside at least 100 dollars from every pay check into the company's private saving's account. I had one thousand dollars set aside. And about three days to determine what to do with it. Classes started next week.
Fast forward and I have received acceptance letters to two law schools and am waiting to hear back on my other four. And just in case you were wondering, I gave up aerial dancing for climbing when my budget and schedule got tight while studying for the LSAT, but I am still an obsessive viewer of Britain's Got Talent.
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