Post Exam Prediction

After the exam, I wept.

I probably Am Jured the class.

Sigh of Relief

Thank God. It's over. I survived.

Now I can start posting again!

I don't know why I quit posting. I just couldn't get back into the habit of it once school started back up in the Spring. I'm a creature of habit. If I would have gotten into the habit of doing posting right when I got to the library, or something like that, it would have happened.

I also tried to quit turning the computer on when I got to the library. I am so easily distracted. Maybe not. Maybe I'm only easily distracted when there's three to four hours of Con Law reading sitting in front of me.

In addition, I got more than a little weirded out about people in my section reading my blog. Now I guess that I don't have to worry about that so much. No one every said anything to me about it, but nevertheless, especially after that anonymous comment, I was hesitant about posting. Those days of seeing the same faces five hours a day five days a week and three hours a day on Saturdays are GONE!

Exams went better than last semester, I think. I hope. I guess we'll know in about a month. I certainly felt better before them. I wrote tons more practice tests this semester than I did last semester. Actually, doing two practice tests would be twice as many as I did last semester! I just really, really dreaded doing them. That changed when I challenged a friend to do a negligence analysis for products liability in fifteen minutes. I can handle fifteen minutes. Then I increased it and once finals rolled around, doing a 45 minute practice test wasn't so painful.

Thank you, thank Prof. Torts. She really encouraged me and pushed me to do more, better, faster with my exams this semester. Hearing her say that she had faith I could do well gave me a little more confidence in myself.

1L is over!!!! We did it! We survived!!!!! :)

At Wit's End

I know - it's been forever.

Since coming back from spring break everything's been a blur. The brief, studying for finals, etc., etc.

I've hit the wall.

In the last seven days I've taken three exams. I have the last one tomorrow. It's the one I've studied the least for because I understood it and kept up with it the whole semester. And, to be honest, it's the last exam.

I'm still reeling from the third exam. I can't concentrate. I can't sit still long enough to focus on future interests.

Future interests requires focus.

I haven't even gotten to the Rule Against Perpetuities stuff.

Almost in tears.

I Can't Stop Watching This!

I've watched this again and again. I can't decide if it's the music, the library ceiling, the utter ridiculousness of it all or a combination. Maybe it's post final hysteria. I just finished LRW, but I'll post on that one later. Right now, I'm going to watch those kitties sniff at the little monster....

Crim Law - Eight Hours

Torts was awful. Really bad. Like so bad I had to force myself to remain in my chair and not just get up and leave. However, I think I did reasonably well on the second essay. I don't know if it will make up for the disastrous first essay or the crazy multiple choice.

I didn't finish 30 minutes before the exam was over, either. When people finish and leave before time is called, I just shake my head. I don't know what that means. Are they so fast and accurate that they spotted all the issues and wrote such fabulous essays that they checked and double checked? Or is it that they've just reached that screw it point and wrap it up. I don't know. I'm one of those people that usually takes the entire exam period, especially on an essay exam.

Today is Crim Law, the exam for which I am least prepared. This prof has a reputation for giving a very fair exam and having extremely fair grading practices. I think that will work in my favor. He did a really, really good job of drilling things into our malleable little brains in class. I also realized toward the end of the semester that if I sat in rapt attention, my mind NEVER wandering from what he was saying even for a nanosecond, that I would not get called on! It never failed that the instant my mind would briefly wander, even to something Crim related, that I would get called on.

Yesterday I spent wallowing in depression, the same way I spent the day after each of my other exams.

Law-rah posted some 1L advice yesterday that was really helpful for me. I don't think it's sunk in all the way yet, but one thing rang true for me. She talked about having the firm belief that if you want something bad enough and work hard enough, you will get it. That's me! I still think that way, though. I still think that next semester, if I work harder and smarter, I'll do better. However, what she said planted a seed. I'm a muller. I have to think for some time and let them rattle around in my head.

And gosh, grades aren't even out yet. I could still do okay! Actually, right now I just want to pass, or get B's. Please, please, please.

Sleepyhead

The major thing I've accomplished this weekend is sleep. I've taken long naps and gone to bed at 8:30pm, sleeping til 8:30 the next morning. I've had two naps today.

Is this normal three weeks before finals? Maybe I'm just stocking up on sleep. I have low level anxiety right now. I feel like I should have more rules memorized, done more reading, more studying.

Instead of studying and memorizing, I'm sleeping!!!!!!!

It's not even that I'm kind of tired and sort of want to take a nap.... I just fall asleep. My eyes close while Mr. D is talking to me.

It's really hard to be motivated. I want to do well in school. I can't believe I'm sleeping so much.

Where is that burning, fiercesome motivation of undergrad? Right now I just feel beat down. In undergrad I would intentionally wait to study, relishing the stress. I know that won't work now. I can't just study all night the night before and make the highest grade in the class. However, at this point I feel like no matter what I do, it's too late to do really well.

Mr. D says he's seen this semester after semester....the naps, the blues, the defeatism. He says I go for a week wearing sweats everywhere, then one day, the fire is lit and it's on.

I think that comes from knowing exactly what was entailed to be the best. I'd just buckle down and do it.

Now the thought of memorizing a 30 page outline seems impossible. Never mind that I would learn 250 paintings for an Art History exam. For some reason, that just seems like no big deal.

Blah. Blah. Blah. Blah. Blah.

Law school sucks. I don't regret my decision to be here, but it sucks ass.

Another thing - could people please stop asking what makes law school so hard? Or if people won't stop asking that, could someone in law school tell me how to explain why it is? The explanations coming out of my mouth aren't met with any understanding. I say, "There's one test. Everything is new. It's a lot of pressure. Everyone wants to do well. You don't really know what to expect. You're not regurgitating material, you're applying rules to a new fact situation." No one I know seems to think that's a big deal.