Well, that LSAT’s are done, yay. Now it’s the sit and wait period as I contemplate what I want to do with my life, part two. The test wasn’t as bad as I expected it to be, but it still had some unexpected negative points:
- Not negative, but the kid who sat next to me on the bus also sat a person away from me in the test. Odd. He was also in khakis and a blazer. Needless to say, I was in a hoodie.
- The test was supposed to start at 8:30 am, but started at 9:30 am thanks to the women administrating the test moving as fast as molasses.
- Right before the test, the chick to my left sprayed old lady stinky perfume. WTF! Aurora told me later that this is a testing technique, and apparently it is. It gave me a headache, awesome.
- Tubby to my right kept hitting my elbow while filling in his test bubbles. Understandable since we were smooshed in the classroom but still distracting.
- Time. Oh, time. I didn’t finish the first three sections. I was only half done the first section when we got the five minute warning. I hustled, then once time was called, I randomly filled in bubble. UGH. I also had to randomly fill in bubbles for two other sections. I simply spent too much time reading and going over answers than I should have. No problems with the last two sections. This really threw me off from the beginning since my first section for me was logic games, which I usually due very well in when I completed practice tests. I didn’t even get to one of the 4 puzzles… Dammit.
- The writing sample was fairly easy, I just hope my handwriting was legible enough. The kid behind me (who sat under the clock I kept checking) didn’t write anything past 10 minutes. He either gave up or was extremely brief…
- For the most part, the questions we’re challenging, I was just racing the clock so may not have been as attentive as I could have been if I had deliberate further than my first initial answers.
- Heh, Traci had taken the test a few years ago and a kid in her testing session received the packet and exclaimed “oh my god, are you fucking kidding me” and walked out. At least I finished 
!
After the test, Aurora and I trekked to Boston for a few hours. Since nothing ever goes right, the few hour trip took nearly six hours due to the snow storm that wanted to follow us. We skidded while we sang along to the whitest cd mix ever. We borrowed Keith’s car and in his CD player were: Mraz, Kings of Leon, DMB, DMB, DMB, and Jay-Z. HEH. Each disc was a little surprise followed by elation from the irony.
During our brief jaunt to Boston, we saw Graham Colton acoustic at a tiny tiny tiny venue, which was nice. Funny, in the past 8 years I think we’ve seen GC in more states than we’ve seen any other artists. And most of these shows involved an intricate road trip of sorts, which makes all the appearances all the more fun and interesting.
His lyrics and music are so simple, but so honest and straight to the point. Pretty sure every song we can relate to some point in our lives or another. I’ll still take it.
Don’t give up on me tonight
We’ve come this far we’ve made good time
And all the light of the world is somewhere else
We drove all night in this old car
The morning light the faded stars
And every day I find I’m someone else
But every day I get closer to myself
Here’s a link to my awful recording of Summer Stars.
After the show we went to some bar… Of course the guy we stand next to lives in NYC. In Tribeca. Who LIVES in Tribeca?? He kinda mocked us for where WE lived (UES/Bed-Stuy). Not verbally, but you can tell by his tone. Then he said that we must drive a nice car if we’re willing to drive hours to hang out for a night and was completely shocked when we said we borrowed a friends car and it wasn’t that nice (it’s nice, it’s not like an SUV that would have handled the snow like a champ). Well F you chump for thinking that cross streets and car brand matter. We had great company, great tunes, and great scenery which trumps all. So weird. He did offer to buy us drinks all night, so he wasn’t a jerk, just said some of the wrong things…
We battled the snow until Connecticut and were armed with DD coffee and donuts and the GC EP as we drove all night back to NYC. It was a good Saturday and the adventure that I needed: best friend, a favorite city, great music, snow, and the open road. It was perfect aside from the unsurprising obstacles.
And I can finally run again! Starting my DC Marathon running regimen on Wednesday, but at least tomorrow I can lace up and hit CP before work. Hopefully the knee contusion and plantar fasciitis are full healed….
I’ll leave you with two photos.
Check out this sexiness:
And this elf deflated on my street, bummer:
