Well, that was just awful.

After a performance on Saturday's Corporations exam that can only be described as shameful, I've got only one exam left to go this term--the dreaded Evidence final ( Read more... )

Well, that went well, for infinitessimally small values of well ( Read more... )

Corporations tomorrow. I have no idea how ready I am. I'm not sure I'm worried. I'm worried that I'm not worried.

Here goes.

I had spent days preparing.

My professor had already told us that our Constitutional Law exam was going to deal with the issues in Crawford v. Marion County Election Board. I had read the opinion several times. I spent two days locked in a room with a classmate going over possible lines of attack, working through hypotheticals, pushing through ( Read more... )

Constantiter construo constitutiones constitutionaliter, cum constitutionaliter constitutiones construendae sint.

I don't know. I really don't know. The best I can say about the Contracts exam is that it was what I thought it was.

I think the thing that's getting to me most about these exams is that I don't know where I am, or how I stand, or what.

Contracts tomorrow, first thing.

Again that eerie calm.

I'll be going to bed early tonight.

Perhaps the most enduring proof, to me at least, of divine mercy is this: when I have to sit an exam, at least it's beautiful outside ( Read more... )

Torts exam tomorrow.

There's really nothing more I can usefully do. I've done my reading. I'm as comfortable with the doctrine as I'm going to be.

I feel strangely calm. So much is riding on these exams, I know, but the only thing I can see now is the test itself.