confession
Spinning: Casker - The Mellow Siesta. Decent cram session track. Background beats that keep it going without being annoying.Mood: Transient, life in limbo as I systematically bombard the brain with minute, inconsequential details that I vow to forget five minutes after regurgitation. Otherwise known as studying for the bar.
Life these past few weeks have been terribly isolating. I wish I could say I've been diligent, dutifully following a disciplined, time-tested bar prep routine, but I've come to the anxiety-ridden realization that the Barbri formula is unsustainable. Don't get me wrong -- It hasn't been all roses and ponies -- I've studied, but I haven't studied. To be honest, I've done quite a bit of laying out this summer, taking breaks to sip lemonade, pleasure read, and review outlines, between fascinating and infinitely more interesting articles in Vanity Fair that is.
My study partner and fellow misery lover in crime, reminds me that the bar passage rate for common law trained law students comme lui et moi is 48% (!). As in less than half. Not even preponderance. Let's add another "!" for emphasis. Every morning we meet in the heat infested reading room of the library, arms full of books, and brain brimming with mneumonics. His presence comforts me. He reminds me that I'm not doing this alone. Even though we have a rule that we are not allowed to speak to each other during study time.
35 more days. Then normal life.
Finally -- congratulations are in order to superlitigator Jeffrey who spent the day in EDPA (ILL-a-delph, straight stealth!) carving up a Sullcrom partner like a big fat turkey. I wish I was there to see the blood, guts, and gizzards. Yum.
posted by Asian Provocateur @ 12:11 AM
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