Legally Brunette

The rumors of my demise are greatly exaggerated.  I’m just a law student.

There was much cheering and rejoicing in the Legallybrunette House o’ Luv last week - 1st semester grades were finally returned, and I did NOT flunk out of law school.  In all actuality, I did fairly well - I maintained a B average, which is a lovely way to start out.  ESPECIALLY considering that, as the holiday break wore on, I became more and more convinced that they were going to take one look at my final exams, laugh uproariously, and condemn me to a life of flipping burgers.  Seriously.  I had anxiety nightmares about this.  My sweet, sweet husband - bless his heart - kept me doped up with wine and Christmas cookies, ensuring that I stayed fat, happy, and quiet.  I’m firmly convinced that this is the only thing that kept him from cheerfully duct-taping my mouth shut - because when I wasn’t drinking or eating cookies, I was obsessing about my grades.  The conversations tended to go like this:

Me: OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG I’M GOING TO FLUNK OUT OF LAW SCHOOL AND THEY’RE GOING TO TATTOO ‘LOSER’ ON  MY FOREHEAD AND I’LL HAVE TO WORK IN FAST FOOD FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE AND MY MOM WILL HATE ME AND MY BOSS WILL LAUGH AT ME OMGOMGOMG!!!11!!1!!

Husband: No, honey, that’s not going to happen.  You did fine, you’re smart, you studied your butt off.  I’m sure you did great.

Me: BUT YOU WEREN’T  THERE - YOU DON’T KNOW HOW IT WAS!  IT WAS A WAR ZONE IN THERE!  PEOPLE WERE COLLAPSING IN THEIR SEATS! THE TEST LITERALLY KILLED PEOPLE! SERIOUSLY! THEY WERE CARRIED OUT ON STRETCHERS!

Husband:  No they weren’t.

Me:  OK, you’re right.  But it felt like that.

Husband: *sigh* Here.  Have a damn cookie.

It’s nice to finally be able to listen to the ‘Legally Blonde’ Broadway soundtrack without having an anxiety attack.

This semester is much of the same - Torts, CivPro, Legal Research/Analysis and we had the added bonus of Professional Responsibility.  Yay.

I learned a lot last semester, though - and not just about the law.  I’m refreshing and revising my study schedule and outlining earlier in the semester, and working on my flash cards as I go rather than a panic 3 weeks before the midterm/finals.  I’m also learning to say “no” much better.  Last semester I did too much outside of school, and that is going to stop this semester.

It’s good to be back.