So I've been thinking about taking another bar exam, since I'm still in school and I'm job hunting. If I get a job, I'll take the bar of that state. Since I don't have a job lined up, I was considering going ahead and registering for a state that I'd like to live in. BUT some states would just make me take their state parts instead of taking the MBE again, so I was thinking about those states. The top two contenders are Illinois and Georgia (i.e. Chicago or Atlanta). I'd really like to go to Boston, but I just don't feel like sitting through the MBE again, especially since I'll be taking a class and writing my thesis in the summer.
My life is so up in the air... anyone hiring?
Sunday, November 25, 2007
So I've been thinking about taking another bar exam, since I'm still in school and I'm job hunting. If I get a job, I'll take the bar of that state. Since I don't have a job lined up, I was considering going ahead and registering for a state that I'd like to live in. BUT some states would just make me take their state parts instead of taking the MBE again, so I was thinking about those states. The top two contenders are Illinois and Georgia (i.e. Chicago or Atlanta). I'd really like to go to Boston, but I just don't feel like sitting through the MBE again, especially since I'll be taking a class and writing my thesis in the summer.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
#1 - I got sworn in this week, Tuesday to be exact. Thanks to my friend who is a notary - she really made it sweet, brought in cookies and everything, and we did it at study group with my friends around. Good times... now to scrounge up $22.
#2 - Just a funny (?) story. I know anxiety levels are high for those of you awaiting the California bar results, but I still want to share this story. A friend of mine took the WA bar. Results came back - maybe it's been three weeks ago now. So they post them online and you look for your name. She went online the day they were posted and her name wasn't there. She freaked out of course and was all bummed. You know what happened? They had accidentally left off like 100 names from the list - apparently people who were living out of state. Can you imagine?! Talk about intentional infliction of emotional distress!! Poor girl - she's recovered now.
at 9:47 AM
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
I guess people really cared how I did on the bar. My blog hits skyrocketed on the 17th. At least, that's how I'd like to interpret it.
Anyhow, the job hunt began in earnest yesterday. Like I say every autumn, I'd like to have a job lined up by Christmas. But this time I really mean it! I'm probably going to buy a place wherever I move ('cause I need a patch of grass for Rainer), and I don't want to be jumping into the real estate market at the last second.
The options aren't great so far - I feel a force field trying to keep me in Florida... which is fine, I guess. It means I don't have to take another bar exam.
at 9:02 AM
Monday, September 17, 2007
I passed! Congratulations to everyone else who passed.
Celebrations are cut short, as I've got to take my dog to the vet.
On my way home from school to get my file number, I stopped by the grocery store to get a sixpack - I figured if I fail, I'll drink it... and if I pass, I'll drink it too! Anyone in Gainesville is more than welcome to come over for a beer tonight!
at 11:23 AM
Monday, September 10, 2007
Bar results come out a week from today. I probably won't know for another week after that, because I don't remember my file number. Oh well, opening a letter is more exciting anyhow! Ooo the tension (funny, I can joke about it now - I don't feel crazy apprehension)
Edit: I guess I'll be looking online afterall. My friend said you just look it up by the number that's on all the papers they send to you. I've got tons of those papers lying around.
at 4:46 PM
Friday, August 31, 2007
Sunday, August 5, 2007
Thursday, August 2, 2007
Monday, July 30, 2007
Friday, July 27, 2007
I thought I'd jot down some comments about the test as a whole before they fade from memory (and boy are they fading - I slept in until 7:30 and felt like the Queen of Sheba!). I guess I'll just write it down in one very long post (namely for anyone taking the Feb. '08 Florida bar exam who was just as clueless as I was). Alrighty...
Arrival & Hotel:
If you're the nervous type, I really recommend driving down Sunday. I found my Monday to be pretty hectic. We arrived, then of course you want to hug and share some bitching with all the close friends you haven't seen since graduation. Then it was dinner, and I found that I never got to settle in or pretend to flip through notes to make myself feel better. The Hyatt is a great location - a straight walk (past a bar which is hoppin' after the test) to the center. They offer a shuttle for $3, but unless you've got some reason that you need to take a car, it was a relaxing walk that lasted maybe 3 minutes max. There's a hotel closer (right across the street)... I think it was an Embassy Suites. I was pleased with the Hyatt. Ran into people in the lobby, could avoid them in my room. The bed was super comfy. When you book, ask for the "bar exam rate" which is 130 (they increase the rates depending on occupancy, so the rates during the exam are higher than if you choose to stay an extra day). Also when budgeting, remember that you have to pay for parking. A tip - valet at the hotel is more expensive than parking at the city garage around the corner. Pull up to the valet, let them take your bags, then ask for the garage - it's literally one turn, and you save mad parking money (it still totaled about $28 for 3 days). Park on the 3rd level of the garage, and you're at a covered walk way that connects to the hotel - easy as pie.
Exam Day 1:
So I was clueless what to do aside from arrive at the center with my little piece of paper. Here's what happens. When you first come in, you check your bags (don't bring a bag - there is really no reason for it - promise! If you bring your laptop, ditch the carrying case... bring the unit and cord in your hands - makes life easier). Then you take your ticket into a room (follow the crowd) where you trade your signed ticket for a photo ID badge. You take your photo ID badge and your stuff up the escalators one level, and then you divide hand writers from laptop users. This was probably the most chaotic part of the morning. No one really directs you were to go. If you wear a polo shirt, like I did, everyone will ask you directions. If you felt like being mean - this would be a great opportunity. Anyhow, the laptop line is crazy long, and the hand writers feel like V.I.P. In the area before you go through the metal detectors, there are tables and chairs where you can read over your notes. Then toss them in the bin before you go through the detectors. They're pretty strict on what you can bring in. I brought my stuff in a ziplock and was left alone, but the line next to me had a cop who made you throw away every piece of paper (even the envelope your ticket came in). I'll recommend what you should bring below.
Here's a big tip. There is no reason to arrive early, because once you get through the metal detector, you're crammed into another holding area - laptop users in one, hand writers in the other. It's hot, crowded, and close to bathrooms (which I'll discuss later). There's enough nervous energy to blast the entire convention center into orbit. I'd say, if you're getting there early because you just can't believe what I say, find a spot against the wall, pop in your earplugs, and close your eyes. A little after 8, they'll let you into the testing room. Prepare to be shocked. It's like walking into a room designed by Nazis - no seriously, it's Nazi architecture. Big white columns, high ceiling, and a podium down in the front center (which I couldn't see - but the voice over the speaker phone kept mentioning). The number on your photo ID is your seat number. Computer people are all on the far left, writers on the right. Aside from the line to get through the metal detector, I couldn't tell you what the ratio of computer to hand writers was, because I couldn't see any computers from where I sat. Seriously big room! There were more than 3,000 of us (because my badge number was in the 3,000s).
So you sit two people to a table, facing the front. There are digital timers at the front of the room which are the official timers. If you're nearsighted, bring your glasses. The room is cold, but my adrenaline kept me warm. They go through all the instructions with you, finger printing, etc. Overall, pretty painless, my only complaint was getting there early and being in the contained area close to the bathrooms. On that note:
- First of all, they say the bathrooms inside the testing room don't open until 9am - when the test starts. That's not true, people were using them at 8:45. I do know, however, that a friend of mine was told she couldn't use them (but everyone else was - so that proctor must have been a jerk).
- Second... do whatever you can to avoid the restroom. It is a bona fide warzone. I didn't go during the test, but on my lunch break, I thought it would be a good idea. I hate to be explicit, but we all know how crazy some people's nerves are before the test and how much coffee people have been drinking. Not everyone found their 48 hour zen... and I think they all got together to share their woes in the bathroom. Especially true the first day - so use at your own risk. I walked in, and thought I was about to lose my lunch all over the place, and felt sick after walking out of there for a few minutes.
- I don't know what to recommend. The second day was better. I went on my lunch break again - this time timed so as to avoid the crowd. There was still a girl yakking in the stall next to me, but I guess since it was less crowded, it wasn't as intense. Just breath shallow, put your sleeve over your nose, and go as fast as you can.
- I ended up putting my stuff into a clear ziplock, and it made the metal detector process cake. I just handed the baggie to the cop, and walked through.
- Something long sleeved to layer - it is cold. It was even colder the second day.
- Earplugs - even if you don't normally use them, just in case.
- Pencils - they provided us with two.
- Pens - they told us that they preferred the use of black ink, but that you'd still be graded if you used blue.
- Room key, credit card, and drivers license.
Learn from Our Mistakes:
- Don't forget your external harddrive.
- You'll either end up making a Monday night trip to Best Buy like two friends of mine, or
- You'll end up handwriting surrounded by computer users, because your seat number is assigned based on how you registered. My friend who forgot her external harddrive wanted me to tell you that she decided to handwrite, and preferred it. Being surrounded my computer users she said it looked stressful, people didn't know how to log off, when they could turn their computers off, or realize that they'd have to upload their answers after the exam, but before 10pm, and probably paying for the internet.
- You have to have internet to upload your answers - in the Hyatt that means $10... and you can't share it with someone else.
- Really do bring earplugs - even if you don't normally use them. You could be like the guy who was seated next to the girl who cried through the whole exam, or the one that hums prayers under her breath. You never know.
- Y'all have any mistakes to share?
at 8:05 AM
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Monday, July 23, 2007
Went to bed at 10... rolled over and I was still awake at 12... gotta run to the grocery store and post office before I hit the road... it's going to be a long day - er... week.
Edit: !$*&! %&@!^ @&!*$!!!! My apartment cut off the water WITHOUT my statutory 12 hour notice. I had to call a friend, haul it to her house with my towel, bed head, and unbrushed mouth. Thank god for friends... of all the days people... of all the days.
at 6:51 AM
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Of course I couldn't...
me: no biggie - I was just curious like if you had to put your pencils in a ziplock or something crazy I didn't know aboutFriend: but the pink sheet says no food, drink, bags, purses, fannybags, alarm watches phones or beepers. it says to bring pencils, a black pen and a watch, but it doesn't say how to bring it.
me: no fanny bags???
Friend: I know, right!
Friend: (it actually says waist/belt pouches)
You better leave your fanny packs at home, kids.
at 6:34 PM
It's the night before I leave for the test, and I'm clueless. I dragged out a suitcase, dropped my entrance ticket in, and that's it. I never thought about the practical stuff... I went to school and printed out a map to get to the hotel. I'm not mapping out wherever the test is, because I'm assuming that there will be hordes of people walking there, and I can just kind of hop into the river and float there.
We can't bring anything into the test center, so I'm tempted to just throw my credit card & house key in my back pocket and leave it at that, but I know I'll end up bringing my laptop, cellphone, etc.
I sold a book on amazon.com and it pissed me off, because I don't have time for that now! I've gotta hit the post office and grocery store before leaving town. I made more off the book than I bought it for, so it's worth it... I guess... If I don't pass I'll be needing that extra $20 dollars. Hell, I'll need it anyway - I'm still a starving student. I'm heading into my 21st year of school... can you believe that?
Anyway - if I don't hop online tomorrow (although I probably will), consider this my farewell post.
Good luck to all of you across the nation.
at 6:04 PM
Is everyone sick or am I hypersensitive? Regardless, I'd like to take this opportunity to place a free advertisement for Airborne - the effervescent immune system defense. Please, if you're going to be in that room in Tampa with me - take your vitamins! Oh, and while I'm making demands... don't shake your leg during the test.
Did you guys know that rumor has it that we face each other diagonally? Who thought that was a good idea? I guess it's a complex seating system to shove every bar examinee in the state into one room.
at 8:24 AM
Saturday, July 21, 2007
I ran into a fellow bar studier leaving the library tonight (go figure). The exchange went something like this:
Me: Oh hey - what's up?
Him: Headed home, when are you leaving?
Me: Right now...
Me: Wait - what are you talking about?
Him: Tampa - when are you leaving for Tampa?
Him: Did you forget or something?
Me: No... just been trying to block it out of my memory. I'm leaving Monday, you?
Him: I'm leaving tomorrow morning - you never know what can happen.
Reality REALLY set in... tomorrow?? So I called my friend I'm carpooling with and said "Oh, we can print out directions on Sunday... ... ... I mean, tomorrow."
*rocking in the fetal position*
at 8:50 PM
Friday, July 20, 2007
I don't really have anything interesting to talk about today. I did another 100 MBEs this morning and went over the answers. Realized I still sucked at con law, so I've been reading up on it. I'm thinking about doing some PMBR questions just on con law (oh the horror!). Then I think I'll switch over to Florida con law which is a perfect transition into tomorrow - back to Florida law with a simulated exam.
Actually a pretty nice little Saturday, we're going to go to Home Depot. Yeah, buy some wallpaper, maybe get some flooring, stuff like that. Maybe Bed, Bath, & Beyond, I don't know, I don't know if we'll have enough time.
at 2:40 PM
Thursday, July 19, 2007
After reading this post, I had to put this here:
It's been my song of the summer. Then I remembered my bar prep CD that never got published to third parties. Sorry for those of you I meant to distribute it to... I think you can understand my lack of action now. Anyhow, here are some highlights from it:
I'm bouncing off the walls again
and I'm looking like a fool again
waking up on the bathroom floor
pull myself back together just to fall once more
You make me com-
You make me complete
You make me completely miserable
Stuck to a chair
Watchin' this story about me
Everything goes by so fast
Making my head spin
My rendition of the Daft Punk song... I spent my entire night on this... haha
WHOA LIVIN' ON A PRAYER!
(and I wish you all a hair day like that!)
at 9:13 PM
So yeah... I'm procrastinating between each essay I do. But whatever. I was just talking to a friend about the exam, and we were laughing about how the schools provide lunches for their alumni. In fact, our school goes so far as to provide a career counselor for our last minute career placement needs. Umm... yeah... 'cause that's totally what I'm going to be thinking about on my lunch break. Please...
at 5:06 PM
I must have a lot of company in the looney bin. I'm getting crazy hits with crazy search terms from what appear to be strung out bar studiers. It appears that people want confirmation that the PMBR session "sucked," that they're not abnormal in running through numerous highlighters, and I've ascertained that the most feared subject is apparently trusts.
at 2:26 PM
After being stood up by my lunch dates, the hunger is too much, so I decide a friend and I decide to go grab some lunch. After a brief miscommunication with the cashier over whether there were eggs on my friend's salad, we successfully eat our lunch. Upon leaving, I notice that someone parked their huge van crooked, so as to make it hard for me to back out, and difficult to get inside without hitting their car. I curse them before I realize that "they" are sitting inside their van with the windows down. Damnit! I pretend like it didn't just happen, put my drink on top of the car, and edge between the cars, squish my hand between my door and the side of their car so as not to bump them, shut the door and begin the slow process of backing out (with someone waiting behind me).
Ugh... so I get out, and start to pull forward when someone honks. This might just throw me over the edge. I look back and the person who had been waiting is motioning to the top of my car. The drink. Damnit! I can't function anymore. That's a lifetime first, but now I feel totally incompetent.
I get home and registration materials for next year are in my mailbox. I just can't handle thinking out a schedule this week. I can't think beyond Tuesday... I really can't. The school I'm going to next year put me on hold and dropped my call. I finally got my immunizations dealt with (for the third time this summer), and classes will wait. I'll probably end up in the history of Mozambique's legal system.
at 2:06 PM
This is what happens when you try to speak after doing 100 MBEs before 10am.
me: Paaaam my brain hurtsPam: i'm sorry... just a few days until freedom, though. What are you going to do to celebrate?me: movePam: HAHAHA... you're kiddingme: no - I'm moving out on saturday - new lease starts the following friday. So it's me, mom, my bar with no A/C & a Uhaulme: omgme: my barme: my CARPam: hahahme: see? I'm seriously disturbedPam: you were seriously disturbed beofre this test ;)me: that was mean!Pam: i meant it in the sweetest wayme: haha
Pam: i mean, look who's talking
at 10:41 AM
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Despite the fact that I don't want to live there, I should've taken the Alabama bar exam.* I mean, I don't really know where I want to live, but a 128 to pass is sooooo sweet. What is it, an average of 54%? Actually, I should've gone to Wisconsin... I like winters and you don't even have to take a bar exam if you go to state school. Can you imagine the vacation you could be on right now using up the last of your student loans?? Hello Tahiti!
*I was born and raised there - it's not a completely random choice.
at 9:02 PM
Reality set in when I got an email from the hotel in Tampa. Not like it hadn't set in before - but I enjoy the constant reminders. Especially reminders of the bills - those always make me smile.
My "freedom" has officially started. I kicked it off with some kind of caramel drink from Starbucks (I'd never tried it before, but the woman said it was the #1 seller - and so far, pretty tasty). I now have tonight and 4 full days to cement what I hope I've learned.
So, let go
Oh well, what you waiting for?
It's all right
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
at 4:46 PM
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
So I guess it's worthwhile. I always feel like I'm wasting my time when they belabor things I know well... and the breaks when I could really keep going. Plus I hate that they're in the morning when my brain is sharp, and then they let me out at 4pm, when I have to push to keep chugging. But it's good to hear things over and over and to see why I missed questions (even when it's reading over the word "not" in a page long fact pattern towards the end of the 100q set... grrr...).
For some reason, I reverted back to 10 year old status and started giggling every time the old man said "panties" even though it was during a totally inappropriate question to be laughing at. It's just one of those words... I'll never grow up...
at 7:13 PM
Monday, July 16, 2007
The PMBR instructions said "Mark your choice of an answer with a single heavy, dark line" (emphasis in original). So I did exactly that, even though what they provided us with was a bubble sheet. Then the correct answer sheet they provide is a bubble sheet with the exact same instructions at the top, but with the answers completely bubbled in.
And people wonder why we have problems in Florida with hanging chads, dimpled/pregnant chads, etc.?*
*I was not registered to vote in Florida for the 2000 election, but I'm just sayin'.
at 7:09 PM
Thank god that one's over! I thought I was going to die around question 180. As I turned to the last page of questions, the text was kind of blurry and I started to wonder if I was going blind or if the print on the page was a little smeared. I decided on the former once I finished the test and couldn't see beyond two rows in front of me. This profession isn't easy on the eyes. I succumbed to glasses this year on account of my eternal seat in front of my laptop. At least I've always wanted glasses! (They're a fashion accessory!)
Anyway, the test didn't FEEL as painful as people had scared me for. I FELT like I was answering along a-okay. Then I got home to grade it. I marked my first column and only got 4 questions right. Wow, I thought, I'm not even going to make it to 20% on this baby. Then, I awoke from my post-exam stupor and realized I was grading my morning answers against the afternoon score sheet. Oops! I'd like to say that I got an 80% when I flipped it over, but I didn't. I won't get into scores, because my friends read this, and I don't like getting into all that, but I did better than the 20% I originally thought!
Wow - not only does this stuff make your eyes go to hell, but common sense has taken a back seat too. I mean, I made it through more than one column of grading the wrong thing before I realized my error. You guys had me scared so bad about it!
Alright - break over. Time to get back to evidence.
To the people who've taken the PMBR 3-day course... should I bother going to the two days of review?
at 6:51 PM
Sunday, July 15, 2007
I don't know what to do with myself this last week. Continue to follow the paced program? Focus on the MBE? Focus on Florida law? Keep pounding away at my weaknesses? Skip the PMBR I've paid for? Suck it up and spend 3 days 9-4 in the class?
I really prefer structure... so I think I'll just keep with the paced program, stick out the PMBR as long as I can, and spend at least an hour a day on torts or con law (my weaknesses).
This really really sucks. If I fail, I'm going to be a paralegal... you know those good ones make more money than starting government attorneys!
at 9:05 AM
Saturday, July 14, 2007
So today's test was a bit of a fake out. We got there, and they only had 3 hours allotted for us. The teacher basically said - do as many of the 3 essays/100 MCs as you can... try to write out at least one of the essays. I thought I'd be pushed for time, but I finished my MCs and was able to issue spot two of the three essays (the third I had seen before). So I guess all's well that ends well. The questions were poorly worded and hopefully not representative of what the real thing will be like, but at least I sat through another practice test - practice, practice, practice.
Other than that I've just been focusing on crim & civ pro. Sometimes my life is so exciting, I'm scared I'll make all of you jealous.
at 8:47 PM
The school is throwing another practice test today. This will be three days in a row. But like I said, after this, I'm done with Florida law. I need to get back to the multistate, because I've still got a couple demons with con law & torts.
There's really nothing else to talk about - haha. I mean, I have no life anymore.
at 7:19 AM
Friday, July 13, 2007
Everyone who knows me, knows that annually, typically in the summer (although this spring I was pretty bad with my co-workers at the court), I get puppy fever. I tell myself that I can't get one yet, because my life isn't settled, and I move around a lot... but that doesn't stop me from looking.
Over my morning coffee, I'm generally on petfinder.com checking out the latest cuties. THESE are the latest cuties and I want BOTH of them. I'm sure the link will be broken in less than a week, because I hope they get adopted real quick.
Puppy fever is especially bad this year, because several of my friends have succumbed. There's a new chihuahua and a new black lab joining my friend network. I'm hoping that I can go play with their puppies and stave off my puppy fever for another season. No little puppy wants to be stuck in my little apartment next year.
*sigh* Time for another 6 hour practice test. Catch you on the flip side.
at 8:25 AM
Thursday, July 12, 2007
So it wasn't so bad. I got a passing score. I sure hope the real thing is like that (I know, I know, but I can dream). I think the Florida parts of the bar exam are going to carry me through, and help me out if my MBE isn't so hot.
I'm listening to the online review lectures - two of the three lecturers are really bad - I mean laughably bad. I still listen, 'cause I'm always scared they'll give away the meaning to life or something. Alas...
Alright, back to slugging through these reviews. I've got two more of these simulated tests - they're both supposed to be done Saturday, so I'm going to do one tomorrow and one Saturday. Then I'm going to leave Florida law until a week from now.
at 4:30 PM
I'm about to head over to the law school to take a practice exam. I've got one today and one Saturday with a day in between to crawl into the fetal position and rock. Today, I'll find out if all the essay outlining I've been doing has paid off and helps me write some essays.
In other news, a friend of mine from Miami, and fellow bar studier, drove up here to study until D-day. It's good to have him up here, even though we're all nutty around this time. I'm hoping all the nervous energy is a good thing that'll keep us buzzing for another week and a half.
at 7:34 AM
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
This post has nothing to do with St. Louis except to say hi to my readers in Missouri. There are a handful of you, which is weird, because I don't know anyone in St. Louis. But of course, the more the merrier - so hello & welcome.
I stumbled onto this which made me laugh. It's so true - we have this one guy in Florida who is nuts with the acronyms. He'll make one out of anything by just taking the first letters of the elements and mushing them into a word. My favorite was: "sad breaak tad, charm t"
'Cause I'm totally going to remember that and what each letter is for - aircraft piracy?? "Dipno" was also a classic - you had to remember the D, I & P... and the N&O are really the word "no." I think I'll stick with contextual memory (which is also scary!).
at 7:51 AM
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Monday, July 9, 2007
Linda at Pataphysicalscience tagged me with a ...I don't even know what it is. I've also never done one of these before, but I'm along for the ride.
1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
So here are eight random facts that you may or may not know about me: (notice how uncreative I am, as I mimic Linda)
(1) I've starred in a television commercial.
Okay, "star" might not be the right word. When I was younger, I played the daughter in a Steakout commercial. It aired in Tennessee, Georgia, Florida, and (allegedly) Mississippi. Wow I'm practically ready for the red carpet.
(2) I volunteered in Estonia working with pre-teens.
And as an aside, I got to go to a Rolling Stones concert there. I had a great time, but it was definitely another look at life. Plus I remember the whole time the program director was trying to marry me off to a local... meddling much?
(3) An international family, really.
I only have one sister, but she lives in Italy.
(4) I'm addicted to hot pink.
I've got like 5 hot pink shirts (various neck cuts), my friends gave me a hot pink body pillow for my last birthday, my laptop case is hot pink, and my bed sheets and comforter are hot pink (like, had-to-be-bought-in-the-13-year-old-girl-section hot pink). I can't get enough!
(5) I'm also addicted to reality television.
I can't miss an episode of Amazing Race or Survivor. Now Big Brother has started during bar study... not good, because it comes on like 3 times a week. The sacrifices I have to make (not the tv show, the studying - hah!). If I fail, it's CBS' fault.
(6) I am weary of online banking & credit.
This one is a favorite point of my boyfriend's to make fun of. I wrote checks up until about a year and a half ago (and I still pay all my bills with checks through the mail) - yes, I was that person in line in front of you at the grocery store writing out a check and holding you up. I finally got the hang of my debit card, and just recently got a credit card - about 3 months ago. It makes me nervous when I don't have paper bills - I hate all this electronic business. Yep, you guessed right, that means I'm taking my bar exam on paper.
(7) I'm going back to school next year.
Most of you know this already... but it's getting down to the bottom of the barrel here. Yes, after all of this studying for the bar, I'll be right back in the game after a two week break. LL.M. here I come!
(8) ...drum roll please... My first premolar bicuspid (#12) is backwards
TMI? Well, it's not gross or anything. Too far back to be noticeable, and even if you were looking, you probably wouldn't notice unless you were a dentist (or my dad). Just a little fact though - I figured NO one would know THAT about me.
So I don't know 8 bloggers... and most of the people on here are studying for the bar and don't have time for this (I'll be honest - I took several days for this). So I'm going to tag two non-law bloggers:
Pam at Cave Cibum
Trying at Online Dating Stories
Everyone else who wants to! :)
at 8:07 PM
Today was a bad day. For starters, it's a Monday... but on top of that, we had corporations lecture which just goes on and on with minute details. I took a 15 minute lunch, and got down to work. By 6:30, my brains were scrambled, so I crawled online at a school computer and started whining to my friend, Pam.
I decide I better just leave, so I drive home, haul all my books into my apartment, and check the mail. There's a package there from Pam!!!! She baked me fancy schmancy cookies and gave me a little present. Today of all days, I really needed it. THANK YOU PAM!!! It was really what I needed, and you've got perfect timing.
Also, a friend sent me this link. To which, in my brain dead state, I replied: "Thanks for shating." So, I thought I'd shat it with all of you, because in the words of my friend, "it was nice to get some well wishes from a random source."
at 7:24 PM
Sunday, July 8, 2007
Panic is starting to set in. I just realized that I'm only going to have four days to myself to study what *I* need to study instead of going to class like a drone. It's pretty crippling.
I told my boyfriend that if I fail, I'm going to get pissed - REALLY pissed. I'm going to break things, throw things, and burn something. The thought of going through this again? I don't know, I think med school is next on the list.
at 8:43 AM
Saturday, July 7, 2007
Friday, July 6, 2007
After a delirious conversation about the spelling of "commingle," I was relieved to read this on a fellow blogger's site.
You say commingle. I say co-mingle.
Does it bother anyone else that commingle is spelled with two 'm's? Dictionary.com says that the prefix is 'com' meaning 'jointly, together, with.' So it must be right... but it still bothers me. But I digress, and regardless of how it's spelled, a trustee has a duty not to do it.
For more, link.
at 8:09 PM
There's some good, some bad, and some ugly. At least now I know which subjects I need to brush up on!
Friday afternoon, and I'm off to the library. It totally felt like I was going to get a weekend this week... class got out before 1pm and everything. I'll never learn... ;)
at 1:06 PM
Thursday, July 5, 2007
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Even though I had the day off, I got up at my regular time and hit the library by 8:30. Met up with a friend and outlined attacks for torts and trusts essays. I feel really accomplished, because it kind of also acted as a good review. I've got to do my "actual" homework still, but then I'm calling it quits. If the weather clears up, maybe I'll catch some fireworks.
Oh! I totally missed the Nathan's Hot Dog Eating Contest which I look forward to every year. I missed 66 hot dogs in 12 minutes!!! Unbelievable!!! I'd like to meet Chestnut and shake the man's hand. We have the belt back!
Here's a video from Chestnut's 59.5 qualifier:
at 3:06 PM
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
As I think back on it now, it's worth posting. Today we got an hour for lunch to split up lectures. Four of us girls decided to go grab lunch out of walking distance, so we all hopped in one car. We ate, laughed, and tried to forget the state of our lives. As the hour wound down, we hopped back in the car. Normally, this would be where the story ends... we drive back down the road and get to class.
No... not four law students studying for the bar. We start by exiting the parking lot the wrong direction. We want to go left, but there's no light, and we're in lunch hour traffic. We sit there for a minute watching cars go by before we realize there's no making a left turn right here. There are poles sticking up out of the road to block us from going right, so we have to reverse to get in the right lane to go right. We're all yelling out what we each think our best plan of attack is. We make our right turn, but it's into a right turn only lane... we're circling where we just ate lunch. We're getting honked at for no apparent reason (at that point we were just driving - albeit in the opposite direction than where we needed to go). So we take the right turn only, debate our new situation, and decide a U-turn is the best option. We squeal around, just in time to miss the light that will give us the left turn we had originally hoped for. We finally make the left turn, rejoice, and then three huge over-sized vans swing out from the left and the right. At that point, all we could do was laugh at the situation and cross our fingers that our drama didn't end in a wreck.
We made it back... late...
at 8:21 PM
We've been in 9 to 5 class... I'm going insane. They're giving us the California MBE stuff instead of the typical Miami stuff, and I'm not happy about it. I know it's the same MBE - but I hate those professors! I tend to doze off, zone out, and in the end, I left about 30 minutes early to beat rush hour traffic.
We get tomorrow "off" for the 4th - whatever "off" means.
at 6:15 PM
Monday, July 2, 2007
A friend sent me this link. It's titled "Failed Massachusetts bar applicant sues because he doesn't want to answer a question about Massachusetts law."
I don't want to answer questions about ANY law... I guess that means I need a new career.
EDIT: I found another link. It has some hilarious quotes including:
Those 'mos and their acceptance-craving ways are stifling my efforts to get my legal on!
at 5:24 PM
Sunday, July 1, 2007
It's funny. I've thought the same thing about this blog. I always think that anyone who knows me solely from this blog will think I'm a miserable, selfish, bore.
I read my posts to see that I am being selfish. That I am focused on me and my life to the exclusion of humor or the news. I'm overly concerned with details that won't matter in the future and I'm talking about them. I'm silly. I over-react. I'm not thinking enough. I'm boring. And what I write doesn't sound like how I want my words to sound.
I'm sure this is a combination of many things (what I'm doing with my life on a daily basis isn't how I'd like to spend it, stress, and the fact that my filters aren't on when it comes to bar posts, to name a few...).
Regardless, I think one of the hardest things about the bar study period is that it brings out some of your worst qualities. On top of everything else. Who needs to deal with their failings as a human in the middle of this mess?
Oh. Right. That's how we grow into better people. Fun. Please excuse me while I go grow some more.
I found that post here. (I couldn't figure out how to link the exact post, but that's the blog.)
at 9:18 AM
I'm getting a taste of the real world again today. I've got to go get fitted for a bridesmaid dress. Of all the glimpses of real life, this one is bound to cause more stress.
Anyone who has been through this can attest - people in bridal shops live to cause stress. I'm convinced that it's their hype that has caused our Bridezilla society. When I called them last week, the woman who answered the phone sounded like she was going to burst out of her skin, because of the joyous occasion I would be attending this fall. I'm not the type of girl who has been dreaming about my wedding day since I was 5 - and this isn't even my wedding!
Then I basically got berated for waiting so long to go in for a fitting. Apparently two month's (plus) notice is late in the game, and I should be lucky if they have time to get it finished (I mean, hello, this is an off-the-rack type place... don't I just tell them my size and it comes in from whatever store has it?) Truth be told, I was even hoping to put it off until after the bar exam (especially to account for the extra 10 pounds I'm expecting to gain).
Oh well - I better shower and hit the bridal shop.
UPDATE: Of course, after all the hassle, I can't order the dress from that store... I have to either drive 7 hours to another store where it will be waiting in time for the wedding. Or, I can order it here, and then drive back here after I've moved away next month. I really do think everything has to be more complicated because we're studying for the bar.
at 8:20 AM
Saturday, June 30, 2007
These things are ridiculous. I just read an entire paragraph of complicated facts, diagrammed out everyone's relationship to each other in property dealings, and when I get to the call of the question?
How many years of continued possession of premises are statutorily required in Florida for adverse possession?
I really should read the call first, but 99.9% of the time it's a waste of time.
at 6:13 PM
It wasn't so bad... I did find myself losing focus a lot in the afternoon. I'd do that re-reading questions thing where the meaning of the words never quite goes in your brain. Plus, a kid in my vicinity had that shaky leg thing that made the whole table vibrate. I hate that.
The best part of the test, of course, was the end! I went straight to a bar/restaurant for some beer and unhealthy food. It's so sad these days how hard it is to make non-law conversation. Even when you bump into someone you haven't seen in a week, it goes very much like this:
Me: Oh hey, how are you?
Friend: You know...
Friend: And you?
Me: The same... Anything new or exciting going on?
Friend: No... just the usual.
Do we get our lives back when we're finished?
at 9:28 AM
Friday, June 29, 2007
Today it's my turn to take the practice MBE. I'm so pumped for 6 hours of multiple choice questions. Nothing like some intense Q&A to get my adrenaline flowing. And what's even more fun? Forecast of sun today. I love couping up inside with nervous energy when the sun is shining outside! I mean, what kind of person would want to be outside with fresh air? There are some crazy people in this world...
If I survive, I'll let you know my take on it.
at 7:16 AM
Thursday, June 28, 2007
How many times have you asked yourself the inevitable question: to leave or not to leave? Here's introducing a fantastic e-book - LawCrossing's Guide to Alternative Careers that'll make you realize why you can venture out of a legal career without any pangs of guilt for discarding your precious and hard-earned J.D.
Sweet - It's not too late to get out now, and I won't feel guilty!! Yeah right...
at 4:52 PM
Yes, I write a blog about studying for the bar. No, I don't know how you should be studying each day and what scores you should be expecting. I only write here to complain and point out the humor in these generally humorless days. My only advice to you is to not take advice from people like me.
Alternatively, if you have funny stories or links, feel free to share. I know we can all use an extra smile these days.
at 8:03 AM
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Okay, we had majorly long class today... and it was horrible (people were walking out left and right). After class, I had to meet with a professor about more brain intensive stuff. Now I'm doing my homework, and I've called the rest of the night off for some quality time with my closest friend, Mr. Cabernet.
- (1) Property lecturer cooed about her upcoming trip to Las Vegas. I wanted to reach into the television and slap her. That should definately be on the "Top Ten List of Things Not to Say to Someone Studying for the Bar"
- (2) Another property lecturer assured all bar takers that they wouldn't be doing well on the property section. He followed that comment up by noting that the answers are glaringly "obvious" sitting on the page, and our only job was to circle them. Thanks... Thanks...
- (3) I made the most brilliant comment of my life: "I think in my mind." To which my friend replied, "You do a lot of thinking up there?" Laughing, I said, "Apparently not... but when I do think, that's where it occurs." Really, I'm getting dumber by the day. I'll need diapers when it's time to take the test.
- (4) And then to round out the day, the property lecture said, "Wasn't this fun? Isn't this terrific?" Don't joke with me... your humor is not appreciated.
at 5:46 PM
I woke up this morning to a message from a friend who has made the ultimate discovery. Link. We're going to hypnotize our anxiety away! Boasting "a 100% success rate with students sitting for the BAR Exam," I think the odds are in our favor. Too bad she's on the other coast, but all you California bar exam takers... you can thank my friend for the tip later ;)
at 7:51 AM
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
So I think people studying for the bar should get the equivalent of handicap passes for the three months leading up to the exam. It would serve the dual function of (1) warning others of our volatility and (2) giving us a 'get out of jail free' card.
I mention this, because I keep encountering situations that are more difficult than they need to be. People just don't seem willing to reason with me! Hello! I can't handle your bureaucracy right now, and if you press me an inch further, I might sit down on the floor of your hallway, kick my legs in the air, and bawl like a baby.
at 7:46 PM
Monday, June 25, 2007
Me: so... did you know that cranberries were harvested by flooding?
Friend: no, lol. really? what are they before flooding?
Me: During the growing season cranberry beds are not flooded, but are irrigated regularly to maintain soil moisture. Beds are flooded in the fall to facilitate harvest
Me: Cranberries are harvested in the fall when the fruit takes on its distinctive deep red color. This is usually in late September and into October. To harvest cranberries the beds are flooded with six to eight inches of water. A harvester is driven through the beds to remove the fruit from the vines. Harvested cranberries float in the water and can be corraled into a corner of the bed and conveyed or pumped from the bed.
Friend: what made you look that up? lol
Me: I saw a commercial for cranberry juice and they were standing in water
Friend: oh, lol. that's interesting, i didnt know that
Me: I know - now unzip and vomit it out, you need room for corporations... if only law was as fascinating as cranberries
Friend: lol. oh god, im not having any fun lol
Me: not even learning about cranberries?
Friend: haha. i have to admit, that's prolly the most fun i've had in a while
Me: oh god we're sad
Note: The cranberry info is from wikipedia
at 10:16 PM
If I fail the bar, everyone will know, because my name won't be posted on the Florida bar website as an active attorney. I know, I know, there are only 5 people in the world who would bother to look, but still... Can't I just fail in peace? I had it all planned out. I'd just take it next year, because I've got another year of school left. No one would know, because I'll be in a different city and I'd be sitting with a lot of the other kids who postponed it until they were completely through with education. My friends and I have picked out the tutor of our choice and everything!
So much for that... if law school proved anything, it's that there are sneaky bitches who will seek and elicit these things.
Anyhow, another annoyance: Our homework today says to do two essays out of a certain book. The book has several types of essays, but only one type of essay that we've actually covered in class - torts. We haven't covered the rest of the subjects in there. I don't know if we're supposed to try these essays cold as a means of some education technique I'm unaware of, or if they've made a typo. Regardless, I'm not doing the assignment. I'm doing two essays from another book where I've got more than just torts to choose from. Take that, bar prep!
It's been a long day. I got up at 6 to hit the gym before class. I've never used the gym at my apartment building before. Everything goes as planned until it's time to leave. I discover that the door is locked. There's not another keypad for me to enter my code, there's only a switch, a timer, and a daunting looking red button. I check out all the other doors in the room - no exits. Covered in sweat, and not wanting the maintenance man to have to come rescue me, I place one hand on the handle to the exit and hover the other hand over the red button that's either going to let me out, set some kind of alarm off, or launch a missile on a small country.
Needless to say I made it out. Who would make the button a big red over-sized looking alarm button?! How about green for go? Better yet, since all other doors are labeled "push" or "pull" couldn't they have a sign there? It would just have saved that last .001% of my ego that I still had in tact... The part that said, "You may not be a smart girl, but you know
what love is how to exit a building."
at 1:25 PM
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Here's my most recent horoscope:
Leo: You need to do some work on a project that seems like it's never going to be completed. Push a little harder and you'll be surprised what you can get done.
Since I'd like to get this over with in July, I'll stick with my horoscope over the other blogger's horoscope. Anyhow, I think the signs are calling me out on my slacking and telling me to bust some ass.
at 10:45 PM
So everyone else has posted about it one time or another, and now it's my turn.
I'm literally falling to pieces, and it's got to be the stress. I keep breaking out - not bad - just enough for my skin to let me know it isn't down with this bar exam thing. I'm more absent minded about all things non-law-related (missing a turn while driving, forgetting to go to the bank, etc.). I'm way more emotional - bring on the tears. I eat all the time, and I carry around ibuprofen for the inevitable headaches.
Wow... in the words of the incarcerated heiress, Paris Hilton, "that's hot!"
at 11:45 AM
Friday, June 22, 2007
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Civil procedure in one day... I mean all of it! He just packed it into our brains, and I've spent the rest of the day trying to keep it in before it pops out my ears or eye sockets. It's consisted mainly of walking around like a zombie forgetting to do my chores. Like a friend of mine said, "Common sense can go out the window - I need more room in there for criminal procedure!" Thank goodness we don't have class tomorrow!
at 5:38 PM
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
I'm going post-crazy, but I just had to! This was the first sentence of a hypo (I haven't even read the whole thing - let's hope it's not a bad tort):
Pam and Dot were roommates in a dormitory at State University.
I guess that makes me "Dot" and since my name starts with "D," I think I'll be torting you, Pam!
at 7:25 PM
That lecturer who I came around to, sent me back around the other corner on the second day. Those hypos, while funny, were just toooo long winded. If he was doing stand up comedy - sure... you gotta set the scene. But when it's 1pm and I'm counting down until I can have lunch, I can do without the extras. **
So anyhow - we had a really horrible lecturer for the first hour today. It's this guy who everyone in the state raves about - he visits all the schools annually. When he did an overview at my school, I thought he was great, but these "substantive" lectures with him are painful.
We have these outlines with all the differences between federal and state law organized by subject. He takes each rule, puts the text directly into a black box, and then under it, puts a portion of a previous essay question from a bar exam. Then he stands up in front of us, and reads them... really fast (mispronouncing simple words, misspeaking, and having to point out typos). He doesn't give us the entire essay, so we miss a lot of context, and he doesn't bother to answer the essay snippet. I think he thinks that the "illustrations" will help us issue spot or something. But let's get real. When we're studying the law of dog bites - it really ain't that hard to spot the questions asking about it. The law of sexual battery? Consider it spotted. Now if he wanted to answer the questions, or point out a special nuance, go for it. But you don't need to read the statute that says "you're liable if your dog bites someone" and then read part of a fact pattern, and say "This issue comes up with a fact pattern like the following: 'Sam's dog bit Timmy.'" Thanks... no really, thanks...
** Note: I could be changing my mind just because I had a bad day. This bar study stuff is pretty stressful, and, as my boyfriend will openly attest, I'm hot and cold at the flip of a switch.
at 6:58 PM
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Monday, June 18, 2007
Torts... I don't remember a thing about torts except that the language was memorable:
- "respondeat superior"
- "attractive nuisance"
- "res ipsa loquitur"
- "volenti non fit injuria"
Regardless - it was exhausting, and after two hours at the library... I'm back at home for a break. I stepped on the scale last night, and after I came to, I decided there was another task to tackle this summer. So I got a pass to the gym. This definitely won't be a summer where I have time to be bored.
at 4:04 PM
Sunday, June 17, 2007
I write this, not only to celebrate the day, but also as a reminder to the under-informed bar studiers to call their papas. Luckily, I have a habit of calling home on Sundays, and my mom gave me the word. I had completely forgotten. I gave my father his father's day present when he came down to visit for my graduation a month ago, so there was nothing on my dining room table to remind me.
Anyhow - I know you're shoulder deep in MBE MCs, but take five and call your papa!
at 10:04 AM
Saturday, June 16, 2007
I was just thinking about this video I found a couple years ago. It was back in my phase where I didn't like teachers to know who I was so I wouldn't get called on in class. I waited until I got my grade back from the teacher to pass it along to him. His response? "The video was just OK, substantively speaking, but pretty good, musically speaking. Thanks for sending it along--I did chuckle."
Without further adieu: Hearsay Exceptions
I discovered it here. The original poster explains:
My Evidence professor offered extra credit to anyone who did something creative within the realm of evidence...poems, stories, songs, movies, etc., the more creative, the more points.
The maker of this fabulous piece of work is a 2L who was extremely nice to let me post this here after I totally contacted him blind, introduced myself on email, and told him about the blog and how great I thought his movie was.
at 1:40 PM
Friday, June 15, 2007
It's been a full day of wills and trusts. If law school hadn't already trained me to laugh at death, bar review is trying its hardest. We've got people dying during poker matches and shuffle board games... but let's look at a more realistic scenario...
Sally married her high school sweetheart Dwayne. In a three year lapse of judgment, Sally and Dwayne decided to attend law school together. Two months after graduation, they were found dead surrounded by a myriad of bar review books. There is insufficient evidence that Sally and Dwayne died otherwise than simultaneously. At the time of their death, they shared a home in Seaside, Florida as joint tenants with right of survivorship. Sally is survived by her mother and Dwayne is survived by his brother. Who takes the house?
at 6:58 PM
Thursday, June 14, 2007
My bar study loan arrived today. A month late - but I'll take what I can get!! I'm even going to be able to pay my car insurance!! Awesome!
In bar related news, today wasn't so bad. It was a review of a class I had already taken. It got me thinking that probably more classes should be required in law school. Most people take evidence, and I couldn't imagine graduating without it, but it's not a requirement. I never intend to be inside a courtroom, but on the same token, I feel like I couldn't be called an attorney without that class under my belt.
Speaking of which - tell me if what I've heard is true. I recently heard that you earn the title "lawyer" upon graduating law school, but it isn't until you pass the bar that you can be called an "attorney." I've always used the two interchangeably, preferring the word "lawyer." I just thought "attorney" was more high class.
Anyway, I better go - there are 138 evidence questions with my name on them!
at 4:27 PM
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
I stumbled upon this earlier. If the video below didn't warn me of what was ahead, that sure did. Poor girl.
It was Florida in the summer and the expression hot as balls means nothing until you have lived here. Sweat and heat surround your body forming a plastic casing that makes it difficult to breathe and impossible to avoid. So I thought little of the constant itching annoyance under there. I was in a generally irritated state at that point knowing I was devoting an entire summer to studying the laws of Florida.
at 5:41 PM
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
And we think we have it bad? I may have been living off of easy mac for the past month, while my bar loan was hung up in processing, and signed on for another 20k loan for the next year, but man - those law profs have it rough!
Are you kidding me? You have GOT to be kidding me. That was my reaction as I read a hypo in my bar prep book. A teacher that I used to have lectures for the bar course. We always joke about how loaded he must be - he takes trips to France every winter and doesn't come back until after the semester has started (and we've missed the add/drop period). I don't know if he thought it was humorous or if he's just deluded, but he included a hypothetical similar to the following:
John is a lowly law professor whose only side income comes from lecturing for a bar prep company. Because of his dire economic circumstances, it didn't cross John's mind to disclaim his interest in the inheritance.
Give me a break. Reality check, anyone?
at 7:48 PM
Monday, June 11, 2007
Our lectures this morning were really long, and for some reason, all I wanted to do was fall asleep... like, worse than normal. You know... it's a sad day when you're so pushed for time that you find yourself driving through traffic on your "lunch break" downing a sandwich with your free hand, so you can get your errands in and still get some studying in before you go totally brain dead. I'm starting to think that people studying for the bar are probably the #2 cause of car accidents nationwide, second only to drunk drivers (that's us after we pass the bar).
at 4:16 PM
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Okay, I couldn't get anyone on the phone to whine too, so you guys are going to have to hear it - that's what you read for right?
So tonight's homework was to write an essay - we could pick from several. I finally open up my options to find that they all range from 1980-1988 examples. Hello publishers! Anyone heard of any Supreme Court cases that have come out since then? I mean, couldn't you at least draft some relevant questions? Because now I don't know if my answers don't conform to the models because I'm wrong or because your answers are old (wishful thinking, but still!).
So I suck it up, and pick an essay. I'm done in 15 minutes instead of the typical hour, because it really doesn't seem like there's any meat to the essay. I decide to check my two-paragraph "essay" against the model answer. What do I see? They've cited case names and precise locations in the Constitution for all of their propositions. Every professor has told us that we don't need to memorize those, and if that's the case with the bar exam too, why do you include those in there? You're freaking me out, bar prep! If it's just so that I can look up the case, then maybe stick a little footnote in at the end with a list of cases or something. These cases don't even have citations, so if I was curious what they said, I'd be hunting all afternoon.
Ugh... oh well, glad that's over.
On a personal note, the visit from the fam was great! They got into town around 8pm, and we went out for mexican food and margaritas. By the end of the night we were all red faced and laughing. Good times! We ate breakfast this morning, and they were out of my hair by 9:30. Perfect refreshing visit... ...until I had to do that stupid essay.
at 8:33 PM
Saturday, June 9, 2007
Friday, I got to experience life again. I went to lectures in the morning and then straight to the library with a friend. We studied solid until 7pm. Then we met up with two other friends for drinks and sushi dinner. Now THAT's the life! We chatted about life, love, and our futures... only minimal mention of the present horrors. I was surprised at how quickly I was able to acclimate back into society.
I'm working hard this morning too, because my family is going to be stopping by for dinner. It's a 7 hour drive for them, but they're already making half of the trip, so they linked on another 3.5 hours to come to my house and stay the night. I'm hoping that it will be relaxing, and serve as motivation for me to be really good today.
I feel human again - and I'm savoring it for this brief moment.
at 10:49 AM
Thursday, June 7, 2007
A friend of mine got a job! This is great news - maybe someday I will too!! Anyways, I'm very happy for him - he's worked the hardest out of all of my friends on job applications and driving across the state twice a week for interviews, etc. Bravo!
Also, I think we just passed a big hurdle in bar review. My least favorite subject (and the worst lecturer to date) is finito! Whew!
I came to a realization today. At the start of review classes, I was amazed at how these lecturers could fit two semesters worth of material into a 6 hour block, but then I realized that most of them were just humoring us. Really, they could probably fit two semesters worth of material into 3 hours, except because they take pity on us, they repeat everything twice and even three times. No joke - when I blink out of my lecture daze scribbling down notes - it feels like a broken record.
But hey - I'm not going to complain! I need it three times, just to write it down, and if they'd say it a fourth time, I might even listen or understand it!
at 5:59 PM
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Today was excruciating! I think everyone agreed that this guy - try as he might - was dry as dust. His jokes were painful, and his demeanor reminiscent of Woody Allen. I could barely hold my head up, and I'd rather blame the lecture than my increasing inability to sleep at night.
The panic stage has passed - but I'm sure it'll come again as review winds down and the inevitable approaches. I think most of us have gotten into a routine, and resigned ourselves to being a week behind on everything.
While my posts seem a little bland of late, the subject of bar study must be fairly interesting. Check this link. A movie? Seriously?
at 1:42 PM
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Monday, June 4, 2007
Today was yet another wonderful day spent in lectures. In fact, we were having so much fun at our bar review that we stayed an extra hour! Man... we know how to party.
Today was classic. For starters, our main lecturer was Professor Whitebread. Let me preface my comments by saying that he was an excellent and entertaining lecturer. But come on! His name is "Whitebread"! Yes, I'm in 4th grade, but you had to have seen him. He had on a bow tie! My favorite part about him, was the he pronounced "not" as "nut."
Conspiracy does NUT merge.
Nut merge? Haha... well, at least it's one thing I won't forget on the exam. Thanks P. Whitebread!
Edit: Oh and yes, yes, yes! A friend reminded me - he acted out bestiality for us! Almost as good as that time that my high school biology teacher acted out turtle sex. Anyhow, I'd love to stay and chat, but I just can't tear myself away from this stuff.
at 3:01 PM
Sunday, June 3, 2007
Saturday, June 2, 2007
You don't get weekends when you're studying for the bar exam. I should've expected this. First semester of law school, one of the professors gives a speech to the entire incoming class regarding how law school exams work. The most memorable point being: You don't get Thanksgiving. I remember him now, "Your mother probably isn't going to understand, but you don't get to enjoy this holiday - regardless of the family obligations." And he was right! My last Thanksgiving was spent in an abandoned Hooters with 3 other law students. We took an hour to eat some wings - and yes, we really went to Hooters for the wings, it was three chicks and a gay guy - and we were back to the library.
I've mourned my Thanksgivings, but now my summer weekends? This is TOO much. People studying for the bar, we need to band together to take back our weekends!
Anyhow, I've been enjoying this first weekend of the bar prep course chilling with some MC questions. For a break, I called home. My sister, an attorney who took the bar 3 years ago, is home visiting my parents. We spoke, and I joked about how much fun bar review is, that every class we break open a case of beer and have a big celebration. Her response? "Oh... well... that's good, my classes weren't nearly that fun." People... my sister PASSED the bar exam on her first attempt.
There's hope for all of us.
at 5:31 PM
Friday, June 1, 2007
We're four days into the course, and I just realized that "readings" aren't listed under the "homework" column on our schedule. I had been feeling like I wasn't so far behind, because I had been to all the classes, and today was the first day we were supposed to be doing actual "homework." I was checking out our homework problems, when I noticed that our schedule has an entire SEPARATE column for readings... What? Do these people not think that reading 75 pages of condensed facts and trying to memorize them doesn't count as "homework"? Actually, I think the proper questions is: how did I graduate law school and not be able to read a schedule chart?
Ugh! (You'll be hearing that a lot out of me.) So about an hour ago I thought I'd give some practice problems a shot, figuring they'd be easier than trying to make up two weeks worth of readings that I just discovered. WRONG! If we're not going to classify readings as homework, then we shouldn't classify these problems as homework either - they're technically "reading," and therefore not "homework." I mean - the fact patterns are an entire column of text (and sometimes more), such that only one question fits on a page. Until today, I had been thinking "33-34 questions an hour? Cake!" If you remember that me and reading go together like toothpaste and sesame chicken, you'll realize how screwed I just realized I am. I started those practice questions an hour ago? I've done 5. F-I-V-E.
... but I have watched half of "A Day Without a Mexican," and I call that an accomplishment. Maybe I should turn the TV off ... nah!
at 4:08 PM
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Oh my gosh. I had no clue how much this would suck. I've been procrastinating on the whole "studying" part of things. I go to the classes, and I kinda skimmed some stuff (most of you know how me and reading go together - much like toothpaste and sesame chicken). Today, after an extended lunch with the ladies, I decided - I'd put my foot down, and read over what we did today.
For starters, that was well over 5 hours ago. First, I decided that I needed to tab my book, for easy access to the reading materials. Of course that needed to be color coded, but I was already home and didn't feel like going back out to the store for tabbies. After I let my creative outlet flow for a while, I knew the reading was imminent. I made it through about 5 pages (yes, the five pages of classroom material that skips lots of lines where, if you had been awake during class, you could've filled in comments and explanations... or even just the answers). After hitting the bottom of the fifth page, I couldn't take it anymore. I started to wonder when any of these situations had ever arisen, and why our legal system had formed the way it had. I may have joined the other 99% of the population in realizing why attorneys are so horrible.
So much for "studying" - I think I'll stick with the whole trying to attend class thing and keep my eyes open.
Speaking of class, another incident worth mentioning. Today, a kid brought in a full McDonald's breakfast. We're talking hotcakes, sausage - the works. It just struck me as funny. I think this is going to be a bonding experience for sure. Speaking of which, in the ladies room - one stall has just a curtain for a door. We eat together, sleep together, cry together, and our lines of privacy are starting to blur - on day 3.
at 5:06 PM
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
I was just commiserating with colleagues about the job search, when I was reminded of an email we received about a year ago from our ever helpful career services department. I've cut and pasted the most of it (with some emphasis added)
The Placement Office tries to speak with every employer that comes on campus. We try to get their feedback on our students. Here is what we have been hearing so far.....
1. Ladies wearing skirts should always wear pantyhose to an interview.
2. Ladies should always wear closed-toe and closed-heeled shoes to an interview.
3. Gentlemen should always wear a WHITE shirt to an interview.
4. Gentlemen should make sure their haircut is neat and conservative. (Shave unruly neck hairs.)
5. Everyone should have clean manicured nails.
6. Good dental hygiene is extremely important. Eat a breath mint before you go in to interview. Now is the time to schedule your 6-month visit to the dentist.
7. Ladies should not show décolletage.
8. Make sure your shirts are tucked in.
9. Confidence in an interview is great but remember these interviewers are not your buddies and they should be treated with a certain level of formality.
10. Any documents you give to employers should have your name on them and be stapled/paper clipped if more than one page. (i.e. writing samples)
11. Product....make sure your hair has some. Tame it if it is big and wild.
12. Minimal jewelry. One ring per hand. If you wear a watch, do not wear a bracelet. Ladies wear small earrings. No earrings for men.
13. RESEARCH YOUR EMPLOYERS!! Read the firm`s website. Google the firm. Learn about the practice areas and read the press releases the firm issues. Try to read the bios of the interviewers. Remember, sometimes the firms change interviewers on us so be flexible.
We want you to do well. Overall, the response we are getting from employers is extremely positive! We expect many of you will receive call back interviews.
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Seriously, people - brush your teeth before you go in for an interview... and run a brush through that hair too. In fact, you could even start doing that on a daily basis. Just a suggestion. I really wonder, though - this was feedback from employers? Someone was so bad, that an interviewer had to contact our office and suggest that students brush their teeth? I cringe to think what my degree represents to outsiders.
at 9:30 PM
- I contract with you to trade lives until July 25th, 2007 at 4:30pm EDT, does the UCC or Common Law Apply?
- Susan signs a suicide note offering to sell her soul to the devil for $1,000,000. The offer promises to stay open to the devil for two months, until after the bar exam. After a week, Susan receives her spring grades and realizes she has failed a class and not graduated law school. The same day, Susan drops out of bar classes and moves to Fiji. Living the life of a movie star on the beach, Susan wants to tell the devil to fuck off. Can she?
- I order Barney's "Let's Play School" DVD from Marcus. Marcus sends me Barney's "Rhyme Time Rhythm" DVD. Is there a contract? Is there a breach of Contract?
- Sam drugs me up on morphine and gets me to sign a contract to sell my life-sized Ewok stuffed animal collection to him for 50 cents. A week later, I find the contract and freak out that I'll be losing my most prized possession. Can Sam enforce the agreement?
Other than a couple mentions of Sharon Stone, and the phrases "they ain't makin' jews like jesus anymore" and "we already done did that," a fairly uneventful day.
at 1:56 PM
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
I couldn't put it any better, than the final post of a blog I used to read:
There’s nothing funny about law school.
There’s nothing funny about eating at Subway 8 times a week, but only showering once.
There’s nothing funny about being called on unprepared and falling on your face in front of 120 classmates. And even less that’s funny about being called on when you’re prepared, only to fail anyway.
There’s probably nothing funny about six-figure student loan debt. Though, if you think about it, seven-figure student loan debt would be pretty hilarious. But there’s definitely nothing funny about having your whole night ruined by an improperly italicized em-dash. Or period. Or space. And there’s nothing funny about spending your whole life studying and taking tests only to then take a test that will allow you to spend three more years studying and taking tests, after which, as a reward, you get to study for and take the stupidest test in the history of tests.
No, looking back at it, there really wasn’t much of anything funny about law school.
It's in this line of thought that I'm starting this blog. I don't plan on being half as witty as Buffalo Wings & Vodka, but hopefully I'll still be worth a read every once in a while as I chronicle the life of a law school graduate studying for the dreaded bar exam.
Today was the first day of bar prep class. Chaos ensued. I showed up 30 minutes early but without my entrance badge. Luckily the woman running the class recognized me and remembered my payment. Several showed up without books; oppositely, one guy showed up with his entire box of books which he proceeded to cut open and spread around an entire table. You gotta keep in mind that we have about eight books... monstrous books, that even someone who loves to read would shrink back in fear from them. We're talkin' second only to Michael Hawley's 130 pound eyesore.
Upon realizing there were only about 5 outlets in the walls, a frenzied battle for electricity commenced. Kids arrived carrying extension cords and power strips, and as it grew closer to 9am, an amazing maze of cords stretched out from the walls and entangled everyone's feet. One false move and the building was sure to have an electrical outage - or blow up. Settled in behind a fortress of electronics and books, the moment arrived... Anticlimactic, really. Someone popped in a DVD and we spent the next 3.5 hours trying not to fall asleep on the first day or pee our pants while monotone instructors scared the living daylights out of us, mentioning such possibilities as the test taker next to us passing out in epileptic fits.
Woo! Grab your hats folks, it's going to be a fun ride!
at 7:05 PM