2/3 done

Criminal Law exam in the can.
I think I did really well on the multiple choice and the first essay. I think I may have mixed up cases in the second essay. I knew them well going into the exam but blanked and froze when I had to regurgitate them. I’m too afraid to double check against my notes. Plus, it doesn’t really matter now.

And not to be a total asshole but having to solve A-list problems over the past three days took over crucial study hours. So I may have screwed up a case or two in my second essay, whatevs, Jay Z and I emailed each other this week. And that’s what really matters. :)

Now I just need to rock Civ Pro and my 1L year will be officially over.

I have a lot to say on here…but I’m exhausted.
Yawn.

One Third Done

I submitted my last paper of my first year of law school yesterday. It felt so good to hit “send” and print it to hand in.

One more Crim class and a review session, two more Civ Pro classes and a review session, and a final in each. So close. But seriously, between now and May 12th at 10 pm, I’m going to be like a ghost. So much to study, absorb, and prepare.

A blog I read had it spot on yesterday – Finals Diet.

Now I don’t feel so guilty about eating a whole bag of Trader Joe’s chocolate covered peanut butter pretzels! :) And the tears part is accurate. I should add in “nightmares” to that list.

Winning.

You guys….three things!

I was admitted into a “center” at school. If you have your shit together, you should align yourself with an academic center to help guide you and assimilate you with likeminded students and faculty on the same track. Boom. This girl is now a part of the Institute for Information Law & Policy. Or IILP for short. From the description:

After discussions between the faculty and the IILP research fellows, we discovered that one of the problems with the IILP is that we’re a little like “Fight Club”, people want to work with us, but we make it very hard for people to get in. While we don’t quite make prospective pledges stand in the rain for days at a time (denying that the Institute exists at all) we have been unable to provide many interested and capable students with the opportunity to become part of the life of the IILP.

Second, I found out today that I was selected for the the Music Law Job Track. Well, it should be a given (snark), but I was still worried. I had to write a little sumthin’ sumthin’ and submit a resume and wait. A large part of the program is meeting every other week with other students in the music law program with a “mentor” in the industry. I just really hope I get something out of it. Not to be a jerk, but um…I may have googled everyone else who was accepted who I didn’t already know. No offense to anyone involved, but most have no or minimal relevant experience in the music industry. And the few who do, it isn’t much… it’s stuff like playing in a band. That being said, this is why I’m afraid that I won’t get much out of the program aside from more focus on the legal aspect of my career, I’m already well-versed in the industry itself. Regardless, I’m excited to be a part of it and at least I’ll get close to my post-graduation competition ;) .

And third…a new addition to the family! :) I still need to get a new Betta…

Hell Week.

I feel like I’ve just been hazed…and survived. Aside from finals last semester, this has been the toughest week in law school. Maybe even tougher because at least there were a few days off between finals.

On Monday, I had Civ Pro and Crim. Tuesday was my oral argument. Wednesday was a double Crim session, and today I spent all evening doing oral negotiations. Thankfully we are all rewarded with no classes on Monday, Tuesday, or Thursday. Woo to the hoo. In addition to that, H and JM are on tour and we’re moving offices. NONSTOP.

Surprisingly, I fucking rocked my oral argument. No joke. Thankfully I have an AWESOME memory, so it’s not about the facts or theory, it’s mostly my fear that inhibits me in class. I knew the material cold walking in. Still nervous, but I felt confident in my knowledge. Basically, a classmate and I had to stand in front of three judges and argue our side in hopes for an appeal. Since I represent the defendant, I had to go first. I started off well, casually looking at my notes, then went into my theory of the case and into the argument. During the argument, the judges throw oddball questions at you to test your knowledge but also to allow you to further explain why your side should prevail. I answered all of the inquiries confidently without hesitation and threw in relevant cases for kicks. Unfortunately the questioning didn’t allow me to get to my second point out of a two prong argument, but I was able to add it in during my concluding statement.

My opponent did fairly well so our arguments seemed equally balanced and entertaining. During my rebuttal I did misname a case…I had the facts correct, but my application was a bit off. On the other hand, I used my rebuttal wisely to counter a question he received and couldn’t answer regarding that same case. Overall, it was pretty exciting and a bit fun.

Afterwards, we both let out a massive sigh of relief as this was the last large project for this class, which is fairly rigorous. We both received very positive feedback. After hearing fellow classmates be disappointed in their performance, it was nice to hear “terrific” and “spectacular” thrown around. I was praised on my congeniality and respect towards the tribunal as well as my confidence and correct assessment and reiteration of facts and cases. They also commended my introduction and delivery. I’ll take it! One of the judges told me that I should try out for moot court and found me afterwards to give me information about it.

Seriously. Blown away.

And tonight’s hour long oral negotiation went fairly well. I feel as though my partner and I were on the less powerful side, but apparently we negotiated a higher deal for our client compared to our other classmates going at the same time. Though I did feel as though our opponents were unnecessarily abrasive and a bit callous at times, my partner and I were poised, straightforward, and didn’t concede much. Overall, I think we all got a lot of the exercise by needing to recall facts, strive towards our client’s ultimate goal, act profession, and also keep to the agenda.

But now it’s done, hooray!! I can’t believe my first year is almost over. Up next, a small written assignment…finals…two weeks off…(a marathon)…then summer classes. Woo.

School aside, nothing else major is going on aside from the usual dickering. I think I’m going to add this line into my email signature, “Before you send me an email, please search your email to ensure that I have not answered your question. Also, please check the iCal.”

Perpetually Feeling Inadequate

Basically, law school is a bitch. There’s never enough time and and nothing is ever certain or perfect. Obviously, this bothers me.

Also, I’m just going to say it… I think it’s absolutely fucking unfair for night students to NOT have jobs. If day students cannot work more than 25 hours a week, then night students should work at least 25 hours. Not working gives those an unfair advantage and of course most of the students with the highest grades last semester didn’t have a job. Ridiculous.

Regardless…

I live in fear every week Monday through Thursday hoping that I don’t get called on and if I do, that I have the right answers and ideas. I know I build this up more than I should. I come to class prepared, but I get flustered when I’m confronted and usually my mind goes blank and I speak gibberish and I turn red and then the moment is lost. Thankfully I’ve survived a month and a half, but the panic hasn’t subsided.

But the worst is simulations. Ugh. I consider simulations as torture and punishment.
Every few weeks we have to role play which is videotaped then we critique. Hell.
Last week we had our first one of the semester. I was prepared, I had diligent notes and outlines and read everything at least 3 times. I knew the material inside and out. My partner knew this as we met 45 minutes early to go over a game plan before we met up with our fake client. We both seemed equally prepared and each added our own insight.

Our simulation started out great and I even warned him that this stuff freaks me out beforehand just in case I stumbled. Oh I didn’t stumble. I froze up, panicked, and went completely blank. I stuttered and gave wrong information. Thankfully after about 8 minutes I was able to pull myself together, but I was completely mortified and thankfully he was there to save me. I felt like he dominated the entire conversation because I was too busy wallowing in my fear.

Afterwards I apologized and he reassured me that it wasn’t as awful as I thought it was. I think mostly I was just disappointed in myself. I knew the material. He knew I knew the material, but when confronted, I became anxious.

On the bright side, we had to evaluate ourselves immediately after the simulation and we both gave ourselves and the simulation fairly low marks. We recently received the “clients” feedback form and she surprisingly gave us very strong marks with only one “disagree” tally. Color me relieved.

We’re supposed to watch the footage and critique by next class but I haven’t brought myself to relive those 30 minutes yet. Maybe I should start taking a Xanax or drink before these damn things?!

Less than a week…

Law school starts next Tuesday. Oooooouuufff. That’s the sound of my carrying something heavy. And perhaps collapsing.

I’ve been worn completely thin the past few weeks and I’ll really have to set some boundaries once classes are in full swing. I’ll simply break if not.

I’m freaking petrified. Thankfully while at dinner over the weekend Maryellen gave me a pep talk. :)

Assignments have been posted already, but books haven’t arrived yet. This does not help my anxiety…

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