‘nough said.
Actually, of course I have more to say. About time flying by so god damn fast (was I not just a 1L?) About possibly the 2nd most whack final I have taken in law school (that would be Wills and Trusts) and about the fact that even as I was taking it and acknowledging in my mind how far out there the test was, I still didn’t really care or feel any impending death, nervousness, or anything else really (I might as well have been playing Curveball.) A far cry from the shock, speechlessness, and near-tears that the Crim Law final brought with it last year.
I walked out of the final basically feeling nothing. I saw my mentor prof and at first was compelled to announce that I was now a 3L. Then I realized: why the hell would I do that? It did not seem a big deal. Moreover, I like being in law school. I’d like to make money more, but overall things are not too bad. I just sort of show up and play the game. And it is a totally flexible game too. You can put a lot of work in or a little work or make mistakes or be social or do nothing. It all just balances out. I don’t want it to end really and yet here I stand 2/3 of the way done.
The other sentiment about today is that there is not a big celebration like last year when everyone was done with 1L at the same time. It is sort of a letdown that most of my friends are still in the middle of finals. I’m quite sure I will find something fun to do tonight, but there was something special about finishing with your closest friends and then going out and letting go. I don’t mean I need to be plastered tonight (though I most certainly was then, and I’m not putting it out of the question), but just the overall sense of comraderie that came out of first year.
Okay, well screw it. I’ve got plans now.
Finals are over. Finals…are over. They’re over. No more, are finals. Until next time signora!
That’s it. I don’t have anything else to say. Leave!
-jd
