Every law school student has experienced the stress of your entire grade being determined by your performance on one final exam, fighting with your classmates to be at the top of the class, and eventually accepting that this may have all been done in vain because the promise of big law firm jobs no longer exists. However, nothing can prepare you for the stress that is...dun dun DUNN...The Bar Exam. While everyone's experience is different, here's my experience during the bar exam:
1. Anticipation
I've spent a full month gathering the information for the bar exam application but bar prep doesn't start for a few months. To get a leg up on my classmates, I start reviewing my weak subjects and looking at practice tests and example MBE questions. But Teen Mom is on, Scandal is on DVR and everyone is going out for wings tomorrow (can't miss that). Then the continuous thought of, "I'll start on Monday. Monday is the day!" carries me into May/January (when bar prep actually begins).
2. Boredom
Oh my gosh Becky....how long can this guy talk about friggin Easements!! I'd rather claw out my eyes than listen to these lectures for 3 hours every day. And how am I supposed to concentrate when Facebook, Instagram, TMZ, and Candy Crush are literally calling out to me like an addiction. I'm gonna b.s. for 30 minutes and then get back to Landlord/Tenant rights...I promise.
3. Despair
It's the end of my first month of bar prep and I have taken 2 practice MBE exams and I've done at least 20 essays and I continue to fail! I don't know any of this stuff! Why did they even let me graduate? I wonder if the board of law examiners will give me my money back so I can just cut my losses. I'd rather be at the beach anyway.
4. Panic
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It's one week before the exam. I've neglected my job, my kids, and my spouse for the past 3 months and I've worked my @$$ off. There's honestly nothing more I can do. Looking at this 3ft. stack of test prep books...NOBODY could possibly know all of this crap but I'm going to do my best. Dear baby Jesus, Allah, Zeus, Prince Harry, Kanye (and whoever else is a god who answers prayers) just let me pass so I don't have to do this again!!
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