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It's now officially "go time". The review courses for the California Bar Exam start tomorrow morning. On Memorial Day, might I add. I suppose that I cannot complain too much, as my Texas Bar buddies started their review courses last week. I got an extra week of Panda Express orange chicken, wandering around South Coast, and a few hours of low key studying at the HB Central Library/Rain Forest Preserve.
I talked to a couple of my law school associates last week to gauge their reactions to full-time bar exam study. Susan was generally freaking out. Whitten went to see Star Wars. Since that about sums up their respective law school experiences, it doesn't seem that I should be expecting anything out of the ordinary.
In other news, Big Jer and Martha will be flying out in 3 weeks. Right in the middle of bar studying. Well, not right in the middle, about four-ninths of the way through bar studying. This should be interesting, since it means front-loading a day of studying so that I can socialize with them. That's 12 hours. The idea of studying 12 hours total for anything is like, ridiculous. But 12 hours per day? I would cry if only law school hadn't calloused over my heart with a diamond-hard layer of broken dreams and crippled standards.
I also have photographs to post. Look for those in mid-August.
Hi Marilyn. I love you.
I talked to a couple of my law school associates last week to gauge their reactions to full-time bar exam study. Susan was generally freaking out. Whitten went to see Star Wars. Since that about sums up their respective law school experiences, it doesn't seem that I should be expecting anything out of the ordinary.
In other news, Big Jer and Martha will be flying out in 3 weeks. Right in the middle of bar studying. Well, not right in the middle, about four-ninths of the way through bar studying. This should be interesting, since it means front-loading a day of studying so that I can socialize with them. That's 12 hours. The idea of studying 12 hours total for anything is like, ridiculous. But 12 hours per day? I would cry if only law school hadn't calloused over my heart with a diamond-hard layer of broken dreams and crippled standards.
I also have photographs to post. Look for those in mid-August.
Hi Marilyn. I love you.
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