exam time. complaints: library not open 24 hours. library not built to allow enough natural light. library not built to allow cracking windows for fresh air. library still outfitted in retro orange deco. library features 6 flatscreen tvs with no where to sit and watch any of them. library has books that no one, in this lovely age of computers will ever ever ever use.

With the appellate brief handed in, the next big hurdle was the ORAL ARGUMENT.
Call me the hammer because I nailed mine.
And the soaring ego that followed my instructor's glowing evaluation of my performance had me a little startled. I mean, hell, this didn't even COUNT for anything.
Best I can figure, there are so precious few instances of receiving feedback in law school that when a professor throws me a bone I'm calling it a feast. Passing compliments become absolute truths.

So now the Spring Oral Argument Competition is on its way. Friday night found me, not at home practicing my argument, but at the bar drinking free beer and chatting it up with the moot court chairman, a 2L who will be one of the judges.

Strategy...

i was invited to a study group session and thought, eh, what the hell, why not see if it's worth my while. it's not.

well, it's not when the alpha female doesn't want you to be in her group. whenver i tried to answer a question posed by a group member she'd interrupt me and say it was wrong. never mind the fact that i was reading the answer straight from the book. by the third snide comment thrown in my general direction i took the hint, got my shit and left.

however, not before i made a few "what the fuck is your problem, bitch?" looks at her. she didn't see them, but some of the other group members did. not that they came to my rescue or anything.

ah well, at least she's ugly.

Last night I discovered law school student blogs, most notably the Namby Pamby, and decided to try my hand at an electronic chronicling of my own experiences/observations/mental breakdown(s).

Who I am: a restless girl who plays with anagrams of her name to come up with a clever blog title

What I am: a 1L

Where I am: 2nd tier midwestern law school in my hometown

Why I chose law school: Lawyers can make a shit ton of money and I have expensive ambitions

When I had the dream I got shot point blank in the head: night before the first day of classes

How I plan to cope with the next three years: ashtanga yoga and a bootleg bottle of ritalin