All Things Profane and Sacred

Day 1: I was going to give you an update on day one, but when I came home my internet was out, and I was in no mood to sit on the phone with comcast yesterday. I thought about it briefly and imagined having some internet related meltdown and so skipped it. Now its just acting very weirdly, so you may or may not ever get to see this post.

My hard day is over with. 9 essays (Civ Pro, Sales, Ethics, Torts, Con Law, Evidence, Crim, Contracts and Wills) and this thing called the MPT (basically a 90 minute research & writing exercise). We got to sit wherever we wanted (though we have to take the same seat for Day 2: fun with bubbles) so I snagged a seat by the doors, next to some of the same people I've taken shit loads of tests sitting next to before. I dunno, its much more comforting to me to take a test around familiar people than it is around strangers. Anywho, the first few minutes of the MPT and the Civ Pro Essay there was a bit of that panicky stuff in my throat, but the rest of the time I was just an essay writing machine, spitting out law, applying some facts, concluding and movinng on. I guess that is what people mean by being "focused." Huh. I didn't think it was so great.

I think the material we had was for the most part much easier than the barbari test materials. I think scoring is still too much of a coin toss to make any predictions thus far, and anyhow, whenever I feel like I've done well, I invariable do poorly. Well, let me back up. I wouldn't say I feel like I did "well." When you're churning out 3 pages every 35 minutes, you don't feel like King Shit of Turd mountain. But I felt like I was spotting a majority of the issues and mostly (excluding the really shitty ethics exam I wrote in a white heat) addressing them with clarity (unlike now when I can't seem to say what I fucking mean). And I did finish all the questions.

We had to be seated by 8:10, and were done about a quarter to six. My hand felt pretty dead by the time I was done, but it feels much better today (good enough to grip a pencil anyway). My poor neck and upper arm however is in absolute misery.

One more day, one more freaking day. I'm in the mood for Ramen for breakfast, but J seems to think something with nutritional value is needed. I suggested Ramen with a vitamin chaser, but I don't think that's quite what he meant.