The End is Near - Didn't I Use This Title Already?

Two more days to go, and I am 2/3 done with my legal education. Two more days, and I must be prepared to write about the Due Process Clause and the Equal Protection Clause. Time to start reviewing. If only I can get up from my bed right now.

I'd make the usual crack about me having narcolepsy, but I don't feel comfortable doing that anymore ever since seeing this video. So I will just say that I am somnolent right now. And more accurately, I am antukin and a batugan.

Still have grand plans for this blog. Have a lot of interesting obsessions to detail and also some highly charged issues to start debate on. But all of those plans will have to be delayed until after my last exam.

Well, am hopping in the shower now. And then after, well, Con Law II - you're it.

I Think I'm Clever

Today: 3 complex units simplified and vanished
Tuesday: 4 units to prove
Friday: 3 units and my 2L year is constitutionally over

Guess the exams I have.

Always Open Your Mail

Note to self and reminder to the world: always open your mail - even those you think is spam. The only kind of mail you may be justified in not opening are those that say Home Depot in front.

Had a major scare today, when I realized that my work card hadn't arrived yet. Contacted the office here, and the contact person was concerned because other cards, applications for which were filed later than mine, had already arrived. Was convinced the card was lost in the mail. Made plans to call the post office (which was closed, thankfully) and also to go to her office to begin the process of filing a statement for the lost card.

Caught sight of the post office box in my receipt. Remembered that one of the unopened envelopes I'd tossed aside some days ago was from there. Tore the non-marked white envelope open. Sure enough, my card was there, featuring me, in my pearled and expanded glory.

Thank you Lord that I don't throw my mail. Thank you, thank you, thank you. And St. Anthony, thank you for helping me find first the receipt and then the mail. St. Anthony's the bomb. He never fails. But St. Jude has a special place in my heart, just because my Granny is so fond of him.

I really was saved a lot of time and inconvenience there. I'm going to have my first final exam tomorrow, and then I have one on Tuesday and then on Friday.

Whew, disaster averted. Again: always open your mail. Or at least never throw it.

I Miss 1L Exams

Yeah, that's right. I find myself longing for the exams of the first semester of the first year of law school. That was the closest I had ever come to academic suicide (not because I didn't work hard, but because I didn't work right), but through the grace of God, everything worked out in the end.

I don't miss the academic suicide part, or the panicky feeling that accompanied it. What I do miss is the tight scheduling, the whole a day and a half to study and then take the test. And then repeat for about five times.

While I do have a lot more time to study for my exams this semester, the problem is I have a little too much time, and I am caught in this weird situation where I technically can pursue my other interests, but I can't really go all out and do so because the imposing figure of my finals is looming in the background.

I cannot wait for my last exam to be over. I'm going to have to pack like mad, but that torture will be swift, as my cousin arrives on the Sunday after next (my last final exam is the Friday after next) to whisk me off to Chicago. And then the next day, I hop on a Southwest plane to good ol' California for a week of rest and relaxation and sisterly bonding.

I can't wait for that. I can't wait for this to be over. I can't wait to start summer. I can't wait to graduate from law school.