Child-ManBum-DREAMER '23–'24

I own the WE category in my field. No one has more expertise than me when it comes to being a bum. Here are the reasons:
I didn’t choose the bum life, the bum life choose me.
I was not born into a rich family. Because there are no such things as rich bums.
I was so delusional I started hallucinating during the LSAT, like questions were whispering the correct answers to me. (Not Psychosis)
I did not partake in any clubs during undergrad or during my masters(MPP). because. I am a bum.
I do not work full-time. Because I am a bum.
I spend all day drafting a love poem for Fordham. Because I am a bum. I have plenty of time. Here it is:

 
Fordham Law,
Oh, Fordham Law, my heart’s desire.
If only you knew where I stand, you could lend me a hand.

Oh Fordham Law, there you are.
In the city’s pulse, standing with grace,
Amidst the towers, you inspire,
A beacon of light, in this grand urban space.
 
Each day you play hard to get,
Each day, you turn from my embrace.
Unseen, untouched, yet always near,
My dreams with you I can’t erase,
Despite my fears, my longing holds,
I wish you were near.
 
I’ve wandered through halls in sleepless nights,
Imagining your sacred doors,
A place where justice takes its flight,
And wisdom dances on the floors.
 
I’ve turned to books and learned new arts,
In vain, to ease my mind,
I’ve mastered crafts, computers and languages,
gained skills anew, to fill the void,
yet there you stand, amid the silence,
Your name rings in every song I sing.
Out of reach and out of sight.
Your shadows near each thought I find.
 
UGA Law, they plead, they chase with fervor,
Their offers bright, their voices sweet,
But in my heart, there’s only one.
 
You tempt me with your storied past,
Your learned halls and storied lore,
My love for you, steadfast,
Though every day my heart implores.
as you turn to strangers, who do not understand.

I’ve seen the world in shades of gray,
Yet in your light, I seek my dawn,
With every dawn a hope, a sway,
That you may one day see this love for once.
 
Oh, Fordham Law, my silent muse,
Your absence felt, through letters cold.
Yet even in this pain, I choose you.
 
Neglect me, spurn me, yet I stand,
A loyal heart, in shadows cast,
 
For in your acceptance, my dreams expand,
And love you to the last, my deep desire.
 
Oh Fordham, you’re the one my heart desire,
For you alone, my love’s constraint.
Neglect me, spurn me, still I yearn,
For in your halls, my dreams return,
love you to the last, I stand.

BTW No matter how bad your GPA is DW your LSAT score could be even worse. If on test day you don’t feel the best, just unplug your computer and cry for a retest.

2023-2024 Cycle was so rough I got a job…. I am bum/ a man-child I don’t want to work…. https://www.tiktok.com/@joshrosen_/video/7358105645918260523