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Exactly. The thing speaks for itself.

I studied most of the day Friday for my Saturday morning midterm. D, E, and I holed up in an old classroom and used the whiteboards to go over hypos and give each other questions. We grilled each other for 4-5 hours and then went separate ways for a few hours before coming back together for another three-hour session in the evening where JA jumped in with us. JA’s wife had had some complications to her pregnancy from a couple of weeks back and she was in the hospital for the day so that is why he missed our afternoon session. After we felt pretty snug with the intentional torts and defenses, we got ear plugs and parted for the night.

JA and I decided to get a pre-midterm beer at the corner bar that is half a block from school. They always have some kickin blues music and for the most part, they usually have a decent clientele. We walked in and realized we were in a pretty much deserted bar. Over the next 45 minutes, the place got pumpin and we found out that instead of a blues band, the bar was featuring the sounds of a local rap group. The group had some kind of “Gym Class Heroes” vibe to it.

JA and I began to look around and we realized that we were the only white people in the bar besides the bartender named, Margaret. This didn’t bother me too much, but we had more fun as the night went on. The singer kept asking the crowd where the “Black daddies at?” Every time, JA and I yell “right here!” People thought it was funny. The couples on either side of us at the bar had us in stitches and they were in turn as well.

I got home around midnight and went to sleep with dreams of dancing torts in my head.

Saturday morning, I woke up around 7:15 to the sound of my phone text message ringtone. The roomy needed some last second outlines printed and he was at school. The library didn’t open until 9 and our test was at 9, so I printed them and brought them to him when I got to school at 8:10. I have been thinking about this. What good are outlines if you don’t know where things are in them? I guess he could have been studying with them on his computer, but there is no way that he knew physically where things were. Not my problem, I am sure he did fine on the test anyways. Our section was allowed the use of no notes whatsoever. No worries here, I had the stuff down pat.

The test itself had an interesting hypo and I won’t bore you with the details, but I only for sure missed one thing. I completely blanked on one tort that was very obvious in the last question. I argued some other valid tort claims, but missed the most obvious tort of trespass to land. Welcome to law school where you can boil down a paragraph to 4 different torts, but you miss the most obvious one. The other test takers I talked to after the test said they almost missed it as well, but 3/4 of them remembered the tort and wrote about it. I wrote around 2200 words in my 70 minute test, I think. I remember being at the 1800 word mark with a third of an answer to go so, I am estimating. I have heard others say they were at as many as 4500 words and as few as 1500. A 3000 word swing is quite a jump. I’m wondering how many words the test takers who wrote their exam, instead of typing it, got?

After the test, I needed to de-stress so I went to the farmer’s market to get produce, and then went to the regular grocery for the rest of my weekly trip. Afterwards, I got a call from K that people were going out for foods and drinks at the local mexican joint. I tagged along and had a margarita or three. We talked about school and our differing tests as there were people from each of the sections there.

I came home after the mexican food and took a nap and began to study for my Civ Pro midterm on Friday. The test was moved up a day from Saturday because of a conflicting schedule with the staff of the professor. Oddly enough, our section was the only section moved. This is a wildly confusing class, so I am going to have to really put in the time in the library this week.

Back to the grind.

~YJ_SL