It's Week 7 of bar prep and I still feel as if I've done nothing--despite the hours of lectures and MBE questions I've endured.
I think this exam may murder me. (But it would be just negligent homicide because the requisite intent is not there.)
I am popping Advil in an effort to tame my upper back's tightening, I've taken a week off of work because I'M FREAKING OUT...and I have learned some savvy, savvy use of dry shampoo.
My world is extremely small right now and I have "a place" at the local coffee shop--they know my face now.
My hand might cramp up soon from re-writing my outlines in effort to actually absorb information. I dream bar exam questions between snooze buttons and then curse myself for sleeping through the alarm and sleeping in....
And yes, I'm whining.
And I'm also trying to just put something out there in the world so my existence doesn't seem so small.
Tunnel vision is a b***h. Especially when it has to be that way...2.5 more weeks.
Dear God, I need a Vulcan mind meld. Bring me a Vulcan licensed to practice law STAT.
Omg, I'm going crazy.
I think this exam may murder me. (But it would be just negligent homicide because the requisite intent is not there.)
I am popping Advil in an effort to tame my upper back's tightening, I've taken a week off of work because I'M FREAKING OUT...and I have learned some savvy, savvy use of dry shampoo.
My world is extremely small right now and I have "a place" at the local coffee shop--they know my face now.
My hand might cramp up soon from re-writing my outlines in effort to actually absorb information. I dream bar exam questions between snooze buttons and then curse myself for sleeping through the alarm and sleeping in....
And yes, I'm whining.
And I'm also trying to just put something out there in the world so my existence doesn't seem so small.
Tunnel vision is a b***h. Especially when it has to be that way...2.5 more weeks.
Dear God, I need a Vulcan mind meld. Bring me a Vulcan licensed to practice law STAT.
Omg, I'm going crazy.
