Freedom, horrible freedom...
It's finally over. The part of the law school year that they always warn you about, finals. Two weeks of day after day after day of studying for 3 four hour exams of doom, where 4 hours never go away so fast. But now they are done, and the grades are out of my hands. In about a month (give or take), I find out how I did... at least they don't drag out the wait. Next semester I get to try my hands at Contracts, Criminal Law, and Constitutional Law, which seems like a very C-subject intensive course load. Plus, I get to try my hand at oral advocacy, which may be wonderful or disastarous or somewhere in between.
Now I have three weeks of freedom, so that I may recharge the batteries and get ready to do this all over again. Hopefully, I can finish getting the house into the order we have wanted and enjoy the first holiday with my wife where I'm not working on all the fun days. I look forward to it.
Now I have three weeks of freedom, so that I may recharge the batteries and get ready to do this all over again. Hopefully, I can finish getting the house into the order we have wanted and enjoy the first holiday with my wife where I'm not working on all the fun days. I look forward to it.