Friday, July 31, 2009

Bar Exam

Wow. That was … intense. Its been a little over twelve hours since the proctor last said “Time. Exam Takers will please stop typing.” I've had time to sleep on it, and here I am still feeling shell-shock over what the bar exam put us through. Like I avoided being a casualty of The Bar and can go home to my family while my comrades-in-arms lie broken and bleeding on a battlefield - that kind of shell-shock. At least it means I survived, right?

** Warning: What follows is most likely to be long, detailed, and whiny. I can’t stop myself from mental hemorrhaging right now given the stress I just went through and I find it therapeutic to rehash details of stressful events. Please feel free to read no further on this post, but merely copy and paste the following into the comments section: “You did great. You are a genius. I am sure you will pass.” Thanks. For anyone who decides to read on, brace yourselves for uncensored rambling. **

I haven’t the foggiest idea about how I did on the Bar, and I say that with despairing honesty. I wish I had some feeling that it is more likely than not that I passed, but truly I feel like things could go either way – maybe I passed, maybe I didn’t. And I don’t find out the results until November 20th at 6:00 pm PST. (Most of the exam consists of written essays that have to be individually graded and there are thousands and thousands of exam takers in California so it takes the graders a long time to get through them all). Until then, I plan on taking the phrase “ignorance is bliss” and running with it.

I will say that nothing really surprised me about the exam – the questions were mostly what I expected them to be like. What was really frustrating though was the fact that the Bar Examiners didn’t test any of the subjects I know best. No Wills, no Trusts, no Community Property, no Remedies, no Agency, no Partnership, no Corporations, no Real Property. And I spent HOURS, DAYS even studying those subjects during the months of May, June and July. And even the subjects they did test, like Torts, asked about the most random topic of all – Malicious Prosecution – that I maybe, maybe looked at once this entire summer on accident because it is not even included in the main Barbri lecture materials because its importance and frequency of being tested are so low. I mean, what the HECK? Instead, we were asked to pound out answers to Criminal Procedure (never took it during school and felt kinda fuzzy about my answer), Civil Procedure (I think – there really was a CivPro question, right? Right?), Professional Responsibility (TWICE! They asked us PR questions TWICE! Are you kidding me?!) and Constitutional Law. And the questions weren’t just hard – they were confusing. As in I would tread water for a few seconds after reading through a problem trying to figure out what in the world the question was about and what the examiners might possibly be looking for in our answers. Nothing was clear cut on the exam, not once.

But, all that aside, I will say that I felt like Tuesday, the first day of the exam, went well. In fact I left with a smile on my face thinking “I’ve got this thing in the bag.” Wednesday I left thinking “Ouch. But its okay because I did good on Tuesday and I didn’t do awful today.” And then after the Thursday morning essay session I was thinking “Crap. Looks like I know what I’ll be doing next February.” Thursday afternoon’s session was just “meh”. So you can see it could go either way for me – I could pass or I could fail.

Paul and I had an enjoyable time observing the bizarre behavior going on around us though. Like the total dork who wore the same khaki suit with a red handkerchief in his breast pocket every day of the exam. Or the guy who walked around with his shirt off at lunch working on his tan or something (because it was never hot outside). Or the guy who walked around with his Harvard Law t-shirt on and you could just see his mind thinking smug thoughts about how he was intimidating all the other examinees. Or the guys who threw a football back and forth during lunch trying to impress the circles of girls lunching on the grass but kept missing passes or throwing too short. Or the lady who sat directly in front of me during the exam and kept trying to sneak in food or talk on her phone while instructions were being given even though phones weren’t even supposed to be in the room.

There were lunchtime tailgate parties in the parking lot. Some people crammed. A surprising number of people smoked (Seriously? People who are supposed to be smart enough to pass the Bar are still smoking? What idiots. I have no patience for smokers – especially those who light up right next to me while I am sitting on the lawn trying to enjoy a cookie before the afternoon exam session.) There was also the spontaneous cheering and clapping at the end of the exam – which was dorky, but we’ll let that go.

Oh, and the BEST part about the bar exam was that Paul and I were seated right next to each other! I know that seems like a silly thing to get excited about, but we thought there was no way they would allow us to sit by each other. We submitted our applications to take the exam at the exact same time though, so I guess we just lucked out with the seating assignments.

Another interesting thing that happened was when our proctor – a 5th grade teacher with a masters degree in education (we chatted between sessions – she loved us) – came around and put smiley-face stickers on our identification tags before the last session. There were at least 50 proctors I would guess, and each one was assigned to about 30 examinees. As far as I know, only our proctor did this. I sat there looking at this pink smiley-face sticker thinking, “huh – I haven’t had a sticker for my work since maybe 2nd grade.” Then I thought it was funny that after taking the Bar – The BAR exam people – I was rewarded in the same way as when I did my 30 minutes of nightly piano practice when I was a kid. And then I thought about how it was really just a sweet and simple gesture from someone who was practically a stranger trying to offer me encouragement and congratulations on a job well done - or at least a job done – after watching me pull my hair, rub my eyes, and crack my back out of fatigue, stress and frustration for three days in a row.

Well. Anyway. That is the story of “The Time the Nashes Took the Bar.” O-bla-di, o-bla-da, right? Hopefully we never have to take this thing again. And by the way, I know I mostly wrote in first-person through this whole thing but Paul was right there with me and I think he pretty much feels the same about his performance and the whole experience, but I felt like it wouldn’t be right to impute all of my doubts on him as well. Because frankly my husband is a genius and I’m pretty sure he aced this thing. And he has been more positive about the experience than I have been, so I don't want to attribute my negativity to him.

Oh, and can I just express my gratitude to the universe right now that my computer didn’t crash? I have terrible handwriting and would have been devastated had I experienced technical difficulties.

Did you read all the way to the end? Really? Sorry if I bored you. Thanks for your support and prayers and well-wishes. We have a lot to do in the next few weeks what with cleaning and packing and planning for trips and basically trying to enjoy the summer while it lasts.

17 comments:

  1. “You did great. You are a genius. I am sure you will pass.” And I honestly believe it. Love you!

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  2. Wow - congrats on finishing the bar! Sounds crazy! But I am sure you did well - I am anxious to officially hear that you passed!

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  3. Congrats Amy! I loved your description of everything - I didn't go through as much misery but I feel your pain! I'm sure you passed and all will be well!

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  4. You're both amazing and I'm so happy for you! I'm sure you both did well.

    Someone suggested to me the other day that I should go to law school and I laughed in her face. Knowing you, and what you went through, it would kill me faster than a... than a... you see, I can't even come up with a clever analogy. Law School would be the end of me.

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  5. Congrats. I am so happy for both of you that it is finally over. I am sure you both did well. Have a fun summer!!!

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  6. I can't wait to hear how you guys did. I'm sure awesome.

    I think my favorite part of your ramblings are the descriptions of the people around you. I especially love the sticker for your performance. Like the little smiley face will give you power or something.

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  7. Thanks for sharing your experience, because I will probably never take a bar exam. I'm just fine living vicariously through your post! I have never known you to fail at anything, so I have no doubt that you passed! Congrats on getting that exam out of the way. Now I can't wait to hear about your upcoming travels.

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  8. Hooray for being done with the bar!

    So what's the travel agenda looking like? Still thinking Greece?

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  9. I like how you said that you are just "trying to enjoy the summer while it lasts." Really? Seems to me that you guys have much more than just a small break ahead of you. Then again, you both deserve it. Nice job on the bar and I'd bet my first born that you passed.

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  10. YES! Summer starts NOW. Well, actually when I get home from Mexico next week. And then, the party is on.

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  11. You're a genius! I KNOW you passed!! :)

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  12. I'm sure you both did amazing and will no doubt pass with flying colors!!! :) What a great feeling it must be to have it finished and behind you!! Though it would be nice if the results just showed up on a tv screen like the good ol' testing center, but oh well. Have fun with your vacations! You two are always going to fun places! :)

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  13. It's cathartic to read blog posts like this and realize that I wasn't alone in my misery and dumbfoundedness. I'm sure you passed--I have no doubt, but I understand how you feel. I haven't the foggiest idea whether I did. I'm just glad that our exam was only two days and not three...ouch.

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  14. By the way, how did the Hello Kitty watch work out for you? And what joke did you use?

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  15. I love this.

    three cheers for completion!

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  16. This post brought back some good memories. They were only good memories because it turned out I passed, and I'm sure you will too. Also, I was a little surprised by your rant about smoking until I remembered where you have spent the last three (6, 9?) years.

    I'm sure you did great.

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  17. I really could have used a smiley-face sticker to get me through day #3. It was a buster.

    Loved the post, Amy. And I cannot believe your bar-trip plans! Sounds amazing. I miss you guys. If you're in Utah again either in between travel destinations or afterward, before officially moving to NoCal, get in touch. We'll be around...

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