There's No Place Like Home (Part 1)

50 days of preparation. 

3 days of testing. 

Pass or fail? Well, I won't find out for a couple of months. 

Here's a look at the numbers:

Time: 456 hours of studying. Every day I would study from around 8 AM to 7PM. The bar review class was held at the Scottish Rite center which was a very peculiar place. Kind of like a frat house for old people. After the class ended I would study at the Thomas Jefferson School of Law Library and walk home for lunch. It was a nice break and was good to get a couple mile walk in the middle of the day. 

Exam Preparation: 2,146 MBE questions, 144 essay questions, 7 performance tests. I heard estimates of trying to do 50 MBE questions and outline 2 essays each day. However, I found that very difficult to achieve (although I nearly met it). Out of those 144 essays I probably outlined 3/4 and actually wrote out the other third. I actually feared the performance test the most but for some reason both of the ones on the actual exam were very easy (at least I hope they were)

Supplies: 145 bags of tea, 53 multi-vitamins, 12 americanos and 10 cans of skoal. My firm had given me a $25 gift card, which I used to buy the americanos. However, I stuck to tea for the most part, as it doesn't make my heart race. I used to be a big coffee drinker but now I think I'm going to stick to tea. My favorite black tea brand is PG Tips, which is the #1 brand in England (according to the box). I like their tea bags because all you do is drop them in. The pyramid bag is designed so that you don't have to dip the bag with the string. 

The Risks of Empowerment

Maybe some of you can relate to this. Anytime my grandmother checks her email, I receive a minimum of eight forwarded "jokes". Old age tales, inappropriate and politically incorrect pictures of overweight or elderly people, monologues filled with anti-Obama rhetoric, etc. If my inbox contains 10+ forwards, I end up feeling a little miffed for having to waste time deleting emails. Where as, if I only receive one or two, I may actually look at them. Today, I received four emails (code yellow), so I opened one, entitled "Spelling is Important", which contained the picture above. I got a laugh out of this email, not as much because of the "print-o" referring to loose women, but more at the thought of my grandmother finding this to be humorous enough to pass it along. Ultimately, I do not mind having to delete the periodic barrage of forwards, as long as I occasionally stumble upong a laugh, and as long as Grandma doesn't up and decide to get on Facebook.