When I was a finance undergrad at BYU, I had a method for taking exams in the testing center: Stop by the vending machine to pick up a package of Snackwell's creme sandwich cookies, sharpen my #2 pencils just before entering the testing center, sit down and then tell myself a joke. Really. I always told myself a joke to relieve the stress that I felt before starting a test. It was always the same joke too - "What do a Texas tornado and a Tennessee divorce have in common? ... Somebody's gonna lose a trailer!" (Paul is reading over my shoulder right now and just started busting up laughing and told me that I am such a nerd.) Well anyway, for the Bar Exam, we aren't allowed to bring in food, and we use computers instead of #2 pencils, but I can still tell myself a joke I guess. Although I don't think I will really need it because the watch I am taking with me to let me know how I am doing on time is pretty freakin' hilarious. Only non-programmable analog watches are permitted (and the face has to be smaller than 4 inches), and since I haven't had a functioning watch for years, I decided to buy the cheapest watch I could find at Target. $6.00 later and HELLO KITTY!
I am this close to being a lawyer and I have the dignity of a 5-year-old.
Anyway, we are heading into the home-stretch folks - this is our last week to study, then next Sunday we fly to the Bay Area. The bar exam goes all day Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. Who knows if I will blog between now and then.
All I can say is that I am so grateful for Sundays because Paul and I don't study on Sundays. Instead, we went to church, then came home and had friends over for dinner and games. We played Mastermind, Blokus, and Rock Band, and it was so fun to get our minds off the bar for a little bit. One of them just finished law school with me, and her husband is just starting law school this fall at the Y. I'm sitting here now reflecting on our conversation and feeling slightly flabbergasted when I look back at the last three years of my life and see myself in his position as a 1L. Time really does fly, doesn't it?