Now that I've been sleeping about 4-5 hours a night every night for so long, it feels like sleeping longer than that is a waste of time. My body now feels gorged on rest if I sleep even 6 hours. Sometimes I wonder if I'm going to just pass out for a week once I go home for Christmas. I know you don't catch up on sleep, but it sure seems as if people do. I remember my health teacher from a million years ago yelling "You don't catch up on sleep! Once it's gone, it's gone! Suck it up and move on!" She kinda reminds me of the health teacher in Mean Girls.
Not only that, I also have a much lower intake of food. I've discovered just how little you need to survive. Really, the only thing that matters is class, reading, and outlining.
As for companionship, I pretty much knew that I'd be celibate once I came here, since it really doesn't do to mix relationships with school. Even though I knew the reality, that doesn't mean I don't miss it. Who knows, maybe this is why I'm such a cranky bitch these days.
Altogether, it seems like the whole law school thing is rather dehumanizing. You become this machine that lives for school, and nothing else matters. I forget which professor warned us about pushing everyone and everything else to the backseat, but I take that warning to heart. When I take a step back and look at myself these days, I'm not sure just who I've become.