I skipped UT's basketball game where we totally blew chunks against LSU. Not because I thought it'd be the end of the road, but I couldn't miss an important date - on a Saturday evening - with the library. I was one of the few who trudged over to that library, despite the wonderful social opportunities of a basketball game day Saturday in Austin, because I had just that much to get done. The work went by slowly and painfully - I had slept 10.5 hours, but I still wasn't a well-slept person. The whole time, I had to force myself to work, and I consistently asked myself, "Is it worth this to get into Harvard Law?" My answer was an unswerving, steady, authoritative yes. And that scared me.Was it worth a fourth hour of work sans-break? Yes. Was it worth forcing myself to stop reading when I stopped comprehending 20 pages before? Yes. Was it OK to skip the basketball game, my first social opportunity all year with all 3 of my roommates at once? Yeah. Exactly where does this committment stop? Is it worth sacrificing my whole social life? My spare time to chill, read for fun, and do posts like this? Do I have to drop the girl I'm dating? Ultimately, if it comes down to it, would it be worth sacrificing the next 9 months of my college experience to get into Harvard?This is where I start finding out.