Stick a fork in me...
... for better or worse, I am DONE.
And, sufficiently intoxicated. Yay for pomigranite infused tequila.
... for better or worse, I am DONE.
So let's see, where to start...I guess I'll go with chronological but the good stuff is at the end.
My way of memorizing things is to write them by hand, sometimes repeatedly. If you walked into my office, you would think I was mad based on the strewn papers with random elements scribbled all over them. Today I was using an old legal pad I found in a drawer to memorize PR - ABA: no sex with client unless pre-existing r/ship. CA: sex okay if reasonable - don't rape!
... if the dog was a mortgage lender, he'd be FartyMac.
Internet, it is a sad day when a trip to the doctor which includes a painful shot is a welcome break from studying. After the doctor, I stopped and got a Frappucino. Wow, I seriously feel like I just got away with sneaking out of my house for the weekend in high school to go on a camping trip where there would be boys and beer.
One member of the family loves the bar exam - the pooch. He has gotten really used to me being home all day. I study in our spare bedroom/ office. He's not allowed on our bed, but is allowed on the spare bed and spends his days either snuggled up there or at my feet curled up by the heater under my desk. Every so often he comes and sits by me and demands attention by putting his head in my lap. When he does, I use him as a memorization tool - telling him all about personal jurisdiction in a funny voice. I wish I could take him to the test.
So, it hit me today that I need to have all this shit memorized in 11 days. Depending on how you count them, there are 12 - 16 subjects tested on the CA bar. So, let's say 12, that gives me less than a day per subject. I've been working on Wills and Trusts all day, but it took me forever just to feel like I understand it. Then, I tried to start memorizing and realized I needed a schedule, had a little melt down and have spent the last 15 minutes staring at my surroundings - to do lists, stacks of books, scattered flashcards - and trying to figure out the best approach to the next 11 days. Do I abandon practice essays in favor of memorization? Do I worry less about precise memorization and keep cranking out the essays? Start drinking redbull around the clock? AAARAKJHG:KJN.
Today is the 2 week, one day mark. I am all over the place emotionally - one minute I am in "bring it on" mode, I randomly cry, other times I am just exhausted and numb. BUT, I am thankful that I am maintaining for the most part and that I can even sleep. There are, however, two songs that are sort of playing in my head at all times, even in my dreams. In which, I am always trying to work something out and figure out the elements of something, but in some completely bizarre apocalypse type movie. Like, if I can just come up with all the causes of action and elements for products liability, I will save the world, specifically all of its puppies. The songs are Madonna and Justin Timberlake's 4 Minutes to Save the World which at least I like and, God help me Danity Kane's Damaged.
There was a house fire in our neighborhood earlier this evening, turned out to be okay - every one's fine, minor damage. Shortly after it was contained, I went with the husband to the corner store. A woman came in and asked, "What happened on the corner?" The Clerk said, "It was a fire on the top floor." "Oh," she said, "So it wasn't a shootin' then? Good." I was a bit shocked and the husband told me, "Clearly you don't spend enough time at the corner store."
Last night I slept for nine hours. Sure, I had some crazy dreams that involves screwing up things on the bar, but I woke up feeling better than I have for a while. I think part of the reason is because a friend said to me yesterday: "I am making a conscious decision to pass this exam." I have made the same decision. Sounds cheesy, but I really think it is helping. After my good night's sleep, I got up this morning, worked out, ran a few errands, and thanks to a gift certificate from A, treated myself to cute new workout clothes. I am sitting down to write some Wills and Trusts essays - a subject that I feel completely clueless about. But, I feel strangely okay with that.
So, I have a type of contact sollution that is peroxide/ acid based and you're not supposed to put directly in your eye. It's been fine the past year that I've been using it but I was a tired space cadet this morning and squirted it in my eye. I started screaming because it burned like crazy. My first thought was "OH NO. I'm going to go blind and I can't take the bar if I'm blind."