I Took the Bar and Now I'm In Chicago
I'm just going to assume I passed it until I hear otherwise. Any other sort of thinking has the potential to make my life very miserable before October 10th (the day my results are revealed). But I just want to say: it was definitely the grossest thing I've ever done. I didn't sleep very well for 4 nights and at 3 am the next morning, I had to go to the airport. Once there, I promptly ran to the restroom to throw up. That wasn't even close to gross, after everything I'd been through. But nothing came out. I couldn't even purge myself of whatever was making me sick, let alone my thoughts.
I'm in Chicago for a wedding. Well, Naperville to be exact. Last night at the reception I related most to the under 18 year olds. What does that say about my maturity? As a single 27 year old amongst a whole room of smug marrieds, I fit in better with the under 18 year olds than any other group. The angsty teen crowd was just my speed. We danced the night away to disco, man, and I was totally happy with that. I can do the electric slide now. Later we played poker and I gave the 17 year old some tips on sneaking out of the house (to be used sparingly). I couldn't really bring myself to talk to anyone else, as I'm pretty sure I was the only even remotely queer person in the whole entire room. And believe me, I looked really really hard.
It was definitely no bar examination room, filled with cute dykes all over the place (and I looked so awful without sleep....what torture...). This wedding was standard Midwestern issue. I was the only one, out of about a hundred or so women... in pants. And the worst part about it is that I was thinking thank goodness I'm obviously a lesbian so I have an excuse to be stereotypical because this would be really embarassing if I wasn't, as skirts were obviously mandatory and anything else would be disrespectful under normal circumstances.
The minister was very gendered: "and this woman will be sensitive, sweet and caring, and this man will bring his strength and leadership abilities.." Uh, he's not supposed to be sweet and caring too? She's not supposed to be strong? Lots of talk about obedience and compromise, mostly obedience to the man, and of course, the absolutely necessary "God put man and woman on this earth so they could share in each & other join together in holy matrimony." Problematic.
Still, I wish them the best. And I support their relationship fully because at least they love each other. They seemed so sure.
I'm in Chicago for a wedding. Well, Naperville to be exact. Last night at the reception I related most to the under 18 year olds. What does that say about my maturity? As a single 27 year old amongst a whole room of smug marrieds, I fit in better with the under 18 year olds than any other group. The angsty teen crowd was just my speed. We danced the night away to disco, man, and I was totally happy with that. I can do the electric slide now. Later we played poker and I gave the 17 year old some tips on sneaking out of the house (to be used sparingly). I couldn't really bring myself to talk to anyone else, as I'm pretty sure I was the only even remotely queer person in the whole entire room. And believe me, I looked really really hard.
It was definitely no bar examination room, filled with cute dykes all over the place (and I looked so awful without sleep....what torture...). This wedding was standard Midwestern issue. I was the only one, out of about a hundred or so women... in pants. And the worst part about it is that I was thinking thank goodness I'm obviously a lesbian so I have an excuse to be stereotypical because this would be really embarassing if I wasn't, as skirts were obviously mandatory and anything else would be disrespectful under normal circumstances.
The minister was very gendered: "and this woman will be sensitive, sweet and caring, and this man will bring his strength and leadership abilities.." Uh, he's not supposed to be sweet and caring too? She's not supposed to be strong? Lots of talk about obedience and compromise, mostly obedience to the man, and of course, the absolutely necessary "God put man and woman on this earth so they could share in each & other join together in holy matrimony." Problematic.
Still, I wish them the best. And I support their relationship fully because at least they love each other. They seemed so sure.