Archive for October, 2011

Day After LSAT Again10.02.11

So, it’s the day after LSAT again for me. And you’re here because you’re wondering how other people are feeling the day after their October 1st LSAT test?

I feel fine. Better than fine. A little hungover.

As I mentioned yesterday, after the test, I went to see 50/50. It was pretty much what I was hoping for. The movie was a comedy about a living with cancer, so you know there would be sadness and anguish over how some people were dealt the unfair life cards, but there was much laughter too. I’m not trying to promote: instead of thinking about LSATs, think about cancer. Although, it does help to illustrate that LSAT is not the worst thing on planet. However good or bad you did, your life is not over. Laugh a little already. And being that it’s October, it’s time to focus on law school applications anyhow.

I just bought some new heels in preparation for law school, because at 35 I feel it’s time I own heels that doesn’t conjure images of woman gyrating to the tunes of “I Wanna F*ck You Like An Animal” when I strut in them. My other shoes are various sports gear: hiking boots, running shoes, water shoes, mountaineering boots, snowboarding boots, biking shoes, etc. I don’t think any of them would fair any better in a courtroom setting.

While I was writing yesterday, I put on the heels to break them in a bit. If I thought taking the last LSAT was painful, breaking in new heels made it seem delightful. As a person most comfortable in hiking boots, I’m rarely a picture of poise and grace in heels. In new leather heels that need to be stretched out, I look like a baby giraffe trying to stand for the first time, with a lot less “awwww” factor and a lot more “holy hell, she is about to trip and break her neck” factor. It’s not even possible to fool myself into thinking I look graceful, because when the boyfriend is around, he holds one of my hands tightly while circling his free arm in front of me, like he’s getting ready to catch me.

He’s setting me up to fail as a lawyer, because I can’t exactly have him follow me around trying to catch me all the time. However, I can maybe hire a team of midgets to follow me around and catch me if I trip. Then, maybe instead of admitting I can’t walk worth shit in my heels, I can pretend like I’m doing an impromptu body surfing whenever I trip. If there are other lawyer types looking, I can be all like, “Yeah, I got to body surf on my midget posse, what’d you got? Nothing. I win!”

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Test Retake Done10.01.11

October 1, 2011 LSAT just taken. I honestly don’t know how well I did. The logic games felt harder…no, just more time consuming than others. I think I did reasonably well in logical reasoning and reading comp is the evil that I try not to dwell too much on.

This is all the time I plan to spend thinking about the LSAT for today.

For the rest of the day, I plan to first watch 50/50 because I figure a comedy inspired by a true story about fighting cancer might give me some perspective, especially on how much popcorn I can stuff my face with in one sitting.

Then after that I have a housewarming and birthday party to attend, where I plan on drinking copious amounts of vodka to loosen up my back. I don’t know what it is about sitting for hours hunched over a test that makes my back and neck tense up for DAYS after, but I’m hopeful alcohol will be a quick remedy.

Last time I was drunk, I decided to show my boyfriend how awesomely flexible I’d become (thank you, booze) by scratching my head with my toes. He acted unimpressed but I thought he might be jealous, so I tried to scratch his head with my toes. He screamed, “That’s gross! What is wrong with you? You should go to bed because you are obviously drunk.” I told him, other men might not complain so much about a partner that is *wink wink* flexible. Also in some parts of the world, having an extra limb to help with lice picking might be a gift.

While I know I can just as easily solve my problem by scheduling a chiropractic appointment right after every long test, I am also deathly afraid of the neck cracking that chiropractors seem to love. Soon as my chiropractor touches my head and tells me to relax, my entire body tenses up so hard as to enable me to win all planking contests. Then comes the neck cracking sound that would normally indicate someone has just died if heard in a movie.

If I’m going to schedule my own death, it damned well not be right after I’ve spent all that time studying for and taking a test.


Love vodka.

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