sponges reproduce sexually: Nuh uh! Oh, OK, maybe they do sometimes. Lucky sponges, they get the best of both worlds, I guess.
Mario 3 beaten in three minutes: Dude. Not possible.
show me your tramp stamp: You first.
have you ever danced with the devil under the pale moonlight: Oddly, I am the sixth result on Google for this one.
having a baby as a 1L: I didn’t.
narrow-heels wooden floors: I’d think they’d be loud.
“jodi Foster” revolution iran film: I honestly have no idea what this is about.
women marrying last names: I think they mostly prefer to marry people. I’m not sure marrying a last name is legal.
I took one more exam today. It wasn’t necessarily what I expected, but I think everyone is in the same boat, since this was only the second exam he’s ever given and he wouldn’t let us look at the first one.
This evening, I’m going to start working on studying for my last exam, the really hard one that makes my brain go “Ouch!” I’ve done some work on it so far, but not a lot, and I need to snythesize stuff in a big way. Normally, I’d take the rest of the day after an exam off, but I feel like I sort of slacked around this weekend and didn’t really do as much preparation as I claimed to. So taking another afternoon off is probably a bad idea. Never fear, though, it’ll be an easy-going evening. But work will be done; it has to be.
- Mr. Angst and I have been trying to figure out how to be more healthy. Today, we decried the various websites which give a wide variety of “ideal” body weights, includine ones which purport to be able to figure all that out based on some body measurements.
- So I made homemade macaroni and cheese for dinner.
- This summer I’m doing research for a professor, and she sent me an email asking if I wanted to take a look at the preliminary materials and supporting articles before we meet, right after exams. I told her I would love to, but that they might distract me from outlining and studying for exams. I wasn’t lying, either. Sigh.
- Therefore I started continued working on my last outline today, so as not to give the lie to my claim. (Really, there was no lie to the claim. It’s just that procrastination is in my blood. Frankly, I’d feel much less guilty if I were looking at my summer research stuff than blogging. No offense to those of you who are reading. Blogging during exams is just guilty-making.)
I started working on my barely-begun outline for my last exam this morning. I realize now that the professor started with the most complex (or at least most theoretically confusing) element of the course. And I didn’t really fall into a note-taking rhythm for the course until several weeks into the semester. So my notes don’t make a lot of sense. And the professor sort of jumped around things, a lot, so my outline is, frankly, a huge mess.
So I have a lot of work to do on it. That’s OK, I have several days. But right now, I’m a little daunted by the extent of work I have left to do.
* One of ESPN’s analysts said this about Vince Young transitioning to the NFL. Seriously. Said it just like that. Monya. Mental.
I meant to take one of my remaining finals today. The problem, though, is that I would have had to pick it up by 11 am, and that just wasn’t happening. Yesterday was pretty unproductive, too, in part because of the hangover, and in part because I was just coming down off of two finals in four days, so I didn’t really have time to get ready to take the exam this morning. Oh, and I was just WIPED, and I needed some solid, non-drunk sleep.
So I’ve started today off right. I’ve had my coffee, and a Nutella and banana sandwich, and I’m watching the NFL draft. I won’t be taking my final, true, but I will be doing all the work I intended to do last night. And since I don’t expect that work will take all day, I’ll also start working (or, really, continue working) on my outline for my other final. Once again, I’ll be taking over the desk and monitor.
It’s a Saturday, in other words. I’ve got work to do, but I’m going to be relaxed about it. Remember, duckies: stress kills.
Hangovers are no fun. But that’s what I get for letting what should have been a short alumni cocktail reception turn into more drinks and snacks at a nearby bar until well after midnight. Still, it was fun catching up with people I hadn’t seen in years, and realizing how many non-law school people I know in this city. My only real regret is that I only had three business cards with me, and I ran out of them far too early in the evening. Networking can, indeed, be fun. The strangest part of the evening was realizing one of my college classmates (we were two of nine majors in our department when we graduated) lives about a block and a half from me. Another friend lives half a block beyond that. How have I not run into either of them in the grocery store?
And that was the end of my required classes. Oh, OK, fine, I still have to take Professional Responsibility/Ethics. But I’m done with the 1L curriculum! Hoorah! Property was everything Con Law was not–well written (though I still found a few typos, but maybe I’m just oversensitive to them), capable of being finished within the time allotted, but with enough issues that I could have kept writing if I needed to. It was almost (gasp!) fun.
As much as I wish every exam went so well, or was so pain free, I know that simply can’t be possible. Still, I know I did at least my part to make the experience unpainful. I think, then, on that note, I’ll post something on taking exams. Sometime. But not today. The sun is shining, I have a party to go to tonight, and I have a full week left to take my remaining two exams. Things could definitely, definitely be worse.
It’s sort of amazing how much less onerous studying suddenly is. I found myself unable to get any work done at home last week, for instance. Yet today, I’m being quite productive without having stepped foot outside. It helps that I exercised my rights as a tenant in the entirety of the desk and big monitor, so I’m actually at a workspace instead of on the couch. I also adversely possessed Mr. Angst’s good headphones, so I can listen to whatever I want without my ears hurting (those iPod headphones really make my ears ache).
If the above paragraph didn’t tip you off, I’m studying property today. Meanwhile, James Taylor is crooning at me, I’ve eaten a healty lunch, there’s a reasonably fresh pot of coffee in the kitchen, and the sun is shining in the windows. (It’s below 50° outside, so the sun is actually nice right now, instead of a heat lamp.) In other words, it’s not a bad day, considering it’s exam season. I wish studying were always this…um, what’s the word? Not delightful, but at least comfortable.
Con Law is over and, folks, my professor did the worst thing possible. She wrote a question that covered an issue we spent less than a full class on. Which basically negates any advantage extra studying may have given me. All advantage, gone. Combine her crappy fact pattern with the multiple-choice questions (which weren’t proofread, because there were typos) with the stupid paper we had to do, and my Con Law grade just went swirling down the toilet.
OK. Maybe I’m being a little black about the whole thing. At the very best, though, her exam was a complete disaster. At the worst, it was a GPA-wrecker. Color me sad.
But that’s the last thing I’m going to write about Con Law, EVER. EVER EVER EVER. At some point today, I’ll do some property. But for right now, I’m just enjoying reading some celebrity gossip and finding odd garden decorations.
I am just so ready for tomorrow’s exam to be over. That’s not to say I think I’m ready to take it, though. Last semester, I reached state of burnout a couple of days before my Contracts exam. I had no confidence in my abilities, and I was sure I hadn’t learned anything.
That’s how I feel today. I feel completely lost. Yesterday, I felt pretty good about Con Law. But today, I took at look at my professor’s exam from last year, and now I feel pretty wretched. My plan of attack feels week. I’m not sure I understand where I should approach Constitutional powers from. I’m just really worried. I know I know the tests and the terminology, but I’m not sure I actually understand them. And unlike last semester, I don’t have an extra day to spend building my confidence back up.
I’m going into tomorrow’s exam with a great sense of trepidation, and I don’t like that.