Exactly two weeks until the Bar Exam. Which means that exactly two weeks from now, I will be asleep in a hotel room in Albany after having completed the first day of the test. I should feel excited that I'm going into the home stretch. Instead I feel a numb sort of terror mingled with utter despair.
I stumbled upon this last night, and watched it with the sound on this time. It may become my mantra for the next two weeks.
8.22 pm
I am looking forward to August. Here is my list of things I plan to do after the bar:
- Tan the back of my legs (I have the inverse farmer's tan - the fronts are tan and the backs are white as a dead fish)
- Read "The Help"
- Learn enough French to pronounce menu items without embarrassing myself
- The novel
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