Still Alive

Well, one exam down and two to go.  People have been asking me how I did, but the truth is... I have absolutely no way of knowing.  I think I did well for myself, I suppose.  I feel like I spotted the issues and did a reasonable job articulating them.  But did I do those things better than a majority of my classmates?  Since it's a forced curve, that becomes the overriding question.  I come away from the exam knowing one thing, though, and that's that studying more would not have helped me at all.  So I am okay with how it went.

Seen in a totality of circumstances, law school exams are neither harder nor easier than I imagined them to be.  They simply... are....  That's why they let you see all the past exams and why they let you bring in whatever books and materials you like- because nothing is going to change the fundamental questions and no amount of black-letter law is going to definitively answer the most difficult ones.

In spite of all the people going crazy over exams, this past week has been almost like law school summer camp again.  They've set up the lounge with board games and hot chocolate- I played with Lincoln Logs and bested Davia by one shot in a game of Battleship the other night.  They gave us s'mores last night.  There's breakfast food tonight served by the faculty.  There were cupcakes yesterday.  There's coffee in the alumni offices.  I went to a birthday party over the weekend on the 12th floor.  Other than the dealing with the consequences of worrying about whether this one exam on this one day is going to make or break your entire future legal career, I sort of wish more of the year was like exam time.