Doing the catch-up thing again
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windandwaterWow. I've been really not here, haven't I? I suppose I should blame RL for that, as a whole hell of a lot happened between the time the Bar Exams started and, well, now.
Let's go chronologically, shall we? LJ-cut for reading convenience, and so you can avoid spoilers or skip the crap you don't want to read. :P
My parents came up to SF the Sunday before the Bar Exam. I recruited them to keep me fed, as well as drive me to the testing site in San Mateo. There was no way I would drive myself (I would crash or something) and the nerves kept me from eating unless someone put food in front of me. I couldn't even THINK about cooking.
Also, the packed up my stuff, since after the Bar was over, I'd be moving back home. Kinda pathetic, but seeing as I am still unemployed, and going to be taking the MPREs in August in LA, I might as well save the costs of rent and such by staying at home. I'm going to switch my job search to the So Cal area now, instead of SF. I might be luckier.
The parental units were quite supportive throughout this whole thing. I was a bit surprised that they didn't nag me as much as I thought they would. But then again, they saw a girl come out of the Exams CRYING on the first day, so I suppose they figured discretion was the better part of valor.
That leads me to...
The Bar Exam.
Yeah.
I took it.
Three days of pure unadulterated hell. I don't want to say much about it, since there's disclosure issues (at least about the MBE portion), but let's just say I took the Exam and leave it at that. I was so nervous and anxious and I felt so out of place. I was cramming every morning before the test, and managed to luck out a few times. For example, I never took a Community Property course in law school. So, I had to learn it from scratch. In fact, I had been studying Community Property on Monday night, and read over a few things again Tuesday morning... and the first essay question was Community Property.
I could have cried with relief. That was a positive note for me. I was happy.
I don't really want to talk about the rest of the Exam (bad nightmare-ish thoughts, you know), so I will talk about the food. There was a bit of a food stand for people to buy lunch at, and I was greatly pleased that they weren't totally ripping us off for the food. They were, however, totally ripping us off for the bottled water ($2) and soda ($3). But I was a smart bunny and brought my own goddamned water. Not soda though. Blech. And I needed that for the lunch break to stay up and conscious for the afternoon testing.
I really hope that I pass and don't have to re-take the Exam in February. I really really hope I pass.
Let's think of something else. Like perviness.
So, on Thursday (last day of the Exam), during the lunch break, I totally spent my time spacing out and staring at a guy's crotch for an hour.
That's not as bad as it sounds... okay, it is, but this is my story and I'll tell it the way I want to.
Anyway! Got out for lunch on Thursday and I was in a bit of a daze. I had to wait in a forever long line to use the bathroom, since I didn't go before they called time for the morning session. Geh. I finally used the potty, washed my hands, then stood in another line to buy some lunch. Unfortunately, they seemed to have run out of alot by the time I stepped up to order, but I still managed to get a chicken caesar salad and my precious soda.
I found a spot to sit at a table that was already occupied (the tables were outside, but we were all good about sharing with strangers and such) and had my lunch. One lady at the table was talking to a friend on her cellphone about the morning part of the Exam. Her friend was taking the Exam in Sacramento and they were comparing their answers. I couldn't help but overhear, and it sorta depressed me, because I sincerely HATE to do post mortems with other people after exams. It makes me nervous and twitchy and feel stupid.
So, my gaze drifted past the lady talking, and it was sunny and nice, and there was some grass in front of me with trees where other people were sitting and having lunch as well. Then I noticed that there was a guy with a baseball cap laying sprawled out in the sun, napping. I was kinda amused that he was napping (I wanted to take a nap, too), and he had his baseball cap pulled over to cover his eyes/face from the sun. He looked very comfortable.
And then I noticed that he seemed to be having a Rather Nice Dream while laying in the sun. Okay... I didn't mean to stare at the guy, okay? But he was RIGHT THERE in my line of sight and I was innocently eating my salad, and this guy is wearing those gym-type shorts, you know, like basketball players and stuff wear. So it wasn't very thick material, even if the shorts went down to nearly his knees. And he was laying there, in the sun, sprawled out on his back with his arms widespread and his legs, too. And there was... a bulge.
I turned away and concentrated on my lunch, and even talked to cellphone lady a little. Then I looked at the guy again and noticed that the slight bulge in his shorts was... hehehehe... not very slight. He wasn't setting up a tent or anything, there was just a nice bulge, right there in my line of sight. So I just sorta kept watching him, diving my time between eating, talking to cellphone lady, and tracking the Growing Bulge.
Finally, the guy shifted and brought one leg up, so I lost sight of the bulge, and NO I DID NOT GET TO SEE UP THE LEG OF HIS SHORTS. Then he totally rolled OVER onto his tummy and I couldn't help but think: "Wow... if he moves his hips even the TINIEST bit and grinds against the grass, I won't be able to think about the next part of the test." So I continued to watch, but nothing more happened.
Then everyone started moving towards the doors and I had my lunch finished, and Bulge Guy woke up. I didn't see anything suspicious when he got up to join the pack. Dammit.
Even under times of severe stress, I remain a pervert. It must be a coping mechanism.
And thus, the CA Bar Exam ended. And then my parents took me out.
Of course, EVERYONE who came out of the Exam was planning on getting drunk that night. One guy (who was there to pick up his wife) brought her beer and she popped it back practically the minute she stepped out. I found out from my parents (theytalk gossip to the other people who wait for people to come out) that the first guy out that afternoon, the husband gave him a free congratulatory beer. The first guy replied that he would've paid $10 for that beer.
So, my parents asked me what I wanted to do after the test and I said I wanted to drink. We decided to go out to dinner and see a movie. We had dinner as Fuddrucker's (I would totally go again for their burgers) and I had a Smirnoff with my meal. During that time, I called my cousin Dora, because she had my X DVDs, and I wanted them back before I moved. It turns out that she was home alone, so we decided to go to her place to get my stuff, then go out to the movies with her.
That was pretty fun. ^^ I like Dora the best out of my SF cousins.
We went to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, which I thought was pretty good. I don't want to compare it tot he original, which I adore, but on its own, the movie was good. I thought they were trying a bit much with squishing in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory AND The Great Glass Elevator elements in together. I've read both books. Johnny Depp was great, though I'm a bit wooblie about his portrayal of Willy Wonka. I kept thinking of the original movie. Also, I sadly missed the musical numbers, though the Oompa Loompas were AWESOME.
Finally, we dropped Dora back home, and went back to my place, and it was nearly midnight. I went to sleep. And I was very happy.
And then was Friday... which meant... packing everything in my apartment and moving.
Wow. Friday was a busy day that lasted FOREVER.
Dad picked up the U-Haul truck at about 11am. Thankfully, my parents (read: mom) packed up alot of my books and stuff into boxes already. But there was still ALOT to be packed and the furniture too. In particular, my bed had to be taken apart because it was too big to fit through the door.
We spent the whole day packing and moving and loading and cleaning. I was pretty cranky and tired, but I guess it wasn't so bad. Dad thought we'd be able to be done by 3pm. HAH. Not even close. It took us ALL DAY to get everything into the truck and cleaned up and everything. Finally, we went out to dinner at a Chinese restaurant with Mama Lin and one of her sons and daughter-in-law. The dinner ws delicious. There was an ala carte menu, as well as fixed sets. I split one of the sets with my mom and WOW. There was ALOT of FOOD. Even with 6 of us, there was ALOT left over. I had a full tummy and was finally happy.
After dinner and saying goodbye to Mama Lin and Papa Simon, we left SF at some time after 8pm. Dad drove the U-Haul with mom riding shotgun, and I drove my car myself. Geh, that was a long drive. We had cellphones for communication and I called for a stop first because I needed to pee. Hah. I had a lot of tea with dinner. Dad got the gas for both vehicles. I managed to buy myself a soda and candy and stuff to stay awake with, too.
It was a LONG drive. x____X Mostly because dad couldn't drive very fast with the truck, and I was following him. I totally would have been busting 80 the whole time if it weren't for that. We didn't roll into Mo Val until something like 5am, and I was exhausted. I crashed immediately, and slept until practically 4pm. Then dad kicked my out of bed to help unload the truck, since he had to return it on Sunday.
My uncle came over to help dad with the heavy unloading, while I handled the "taking things inside and upstairs and organizing". That was good, since I forgot how FREAKING HOT it is here in Mo Val. At least the house is air conditioned.
So now everything is off the truck and my desk and dresser are in my room, and allmy boxes of stuff are in the garage. I need to hunt down my anime and manga and doujinshi and DVDs, and find a place for my bookshelf. But I am home, and I've been sleeping alot, and I have internet.
Yay.
Let's go chronologically, shall we? LJ-cut for reading convenience, and so you can avoid spoilers or skip the crap you don't want to read. :P
My parents came up to SF the Sunday before the Bar Exam. I recruited them to keep me fed, as well as drive me to the testing site in San Mateo. There was no way I would drive myself (I would crash or something) and the nerves kept me from eating unless someone put food in front of me. I couldn't even THINK about cooking.
Also, the packed up my stuff, since after the Bar was over, I'd be moving back home. Kinda pathetic, but seeing as I am still unemployed, and going to be taking the MPREs in August in LA, I might as well save the costs of rent and such by staying at home. I'm going to switch my job search to the So Cal area now, instead of SF. I might be luckier.
The parental units were quite supportive throughout this whole thing. I was a bit surprised that they didn't nag me as much as I thought they would. But then again, they saw a girl come out of the Exams CRYING on the first day, so I suppose they figured discretion was the better part of valor.
That leads me to...
The Bar Exam.
Yeah.
I took it.
Three days of pure unadulterated hell. I don't want to say much about it, since there's disclosure issues (at least about the MBE portion), but let's just say I took the Exam and leave it at that. I was so nervous and anxious and I felt so out of place. I was cramming every morning before the test, and managed to luck out a few times. For example, I never took a Community Property course in law school. So, I had to learn it from scratch. In fact, I had been studying Community Property on Monday night, and read over a few things again Tuesday morning... and the first essay question was Community Property.
I could have cried with relief. That was a positive note for me. I was happy.
I don't really want to talk about the rest of the Exam (bad nightmare-ish thoughts, you know), so I will talk about the food. There was a bit of a food stand for people to buy lunch at, and I was greatly pleased that they weren't totally ripping us off for the food. They were, however, totally ripping us off for the bottled water ($2) and soda ($3). But I was a smart bunny and brought my own goddamned water. Not soda though. Blech. And I needed that for the lunch break to stay up and conscious for the afternoon testing.
I really hope that I pass and don't have to re-take the Exam in February. I really really hope I pass.
Let's think of something else. Like perviness.
So, on Thursday (last day of the Exam), during the lunch break, I totally spent my time spacing out and staring at a guy's crotch for an hour.
That's not as bad as it sounds... okay, it is, but this is my story and I'll tell it the way I want to.
Anyway! Got out for lunch on Thursday and I was in a bit of a daze. I had to wait in a forever long line to use the bathroom, since I didn't go before they called time for the morning session. Geh. I finally used the potty, washed my hands, then stood in another line to buy some lunch. Unfortunately, they seemed to have run out of alot by the time I stepped up to order, but I still managed to get a chicken caesar salad and my precious soda.
I found a spot to sit at a table that was already occupied (the tables were outside, but we were all good about sharing with strangers and such) and had my lunch. One lady at the table was talking to a friend on her cellphone about the morning part of the Exam. Her friend was taking the Exam in Sacramento and they were comparing their answers. I couldn't help but overhear, and it sorta depressed me, because I sincerely HATE to do post mortems with other people after exams. It makes me nervous and twitchy and feel stupid.
So, my gaze drifted past the lady talking, and it was sunny and nice, and there was some grass in front of me with trees where other people were sitting and having lunch as well. Then I noticed that there was a guy with a baseball cap laying sprawled out in the sun, napping. I was kinda amused that he was napping (I wanted to take a nap, too), and he had his baseball cap pulled over to cover his eyes/face from the sun. He looked very comfortable.
And then I noticed that he seemed to be having a Rather Nice Dream while laying in the sun. Okay... I didn't mean to stare at the guy, okay? But he was RIGHT THERE in my line of sight and I was innocently eating my salad, and this guy is wearing those gym-type shorts, you know, like basketball players and stuff wear. So it wasn't very thick material, even if the shorts went down to nearly his knees. And he was laying there, in the sun, sprawled out on his back with his arms widespread and his legs, too. And there was... a bulge.
I turned away and concentrated on my lunch, and even talked to cellphone lady a little. Then I looked at the guy again and noticed that the slight bulge in his shorts was... hehehehe... not very slight. He wasn't setting up a tent or anything, there was just a nice bulge, right there in my line of sight. So I just sorta kept watching him, diving my time between eating, talking to cellphone lady, and tracking the Growing Bulge.
Finally, the guy shifted and brought one leg up, so I lost sight of the bulge, and NO I DID NOT GET TO SEE UP THE LEG OF HIS SHORTS. Then he totally rolled OVER onto his tummy and I couldn't help but think: "Wow... if he moves his hips even the TINIEST bit and grinds against the grass, I won't be able to think about the next part of the test." So I continued to watch, but nothing more happened.
Then everyone started moving towards the doors and I had my lunch finished, and Bulge Guy woke up. I didn't see anything suspicious when he got up to join the pack. Dammit.
Even under times of severe stress, I remain a pervert. It must be a coping mechanism.
And thus, the CA Bar Exam ended. And then my parents took me out.
Of course, EVERYONE who came out of the Exam was planning on getting drunk that night. One guy (who was there to pick up his wife) brought her beer and she popped it back practically the minute she stepped out. I found out from my parents (they
So, my parents asked me what I wanted to do after the test and I said I wanted to drink. We decided to go out to dinner and see a movie. We had dinner as Fuddrucker's (I would totally go again for their burgers) and I had a Smirnoff with my meal. During that time, I called my cousin Dora, because she had my X DVDs, and I wanted them back before I moved. It turns out that she was home alone, so we decided to go to her place to get my stuff, then go out to the movies with her.
That was pretty fun. ^^ I like Dora the best out of my SF cousins.
We went to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, which I thought was pretty good. I don't want to compare it tot he original, which I adore, but on its own, the movie was good. I thought they were trying a bit much with squishing in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory AND The Great Glass Elevator elements in together. I've read both books. Johnny Depp was great, though I'm a bit wooblie about his portrayal of Willy Wonka. I kept thinking of the original movie. Also, I sadly missed the musical numbers, though the Oompa Loompas were AWESOME.
Finally, we dropped Dora back home, and went back to my place, and it was nearly midnight. I went to sleep. And I was very happy.
And then was Friday... which meant... packing everything in my apartment and moving.
Wow. Friday was a busy day that lasted FOREVER.
Dad picked up the U-Haul truck at about 11am. Thankfully, my parents (read: mom) packed up alot of my books and stuff into boxes already. But there was still ALOT to be packed and the furniture too. In particular, my bed had to be taken apart because it was too big to fit through the door.
We spent the whole day packing and moving and loading and cleaning. I was pretty cranky and tired, but I guess it wasn't so bad. Dad thought we'd be able to be done by 3pm. HAH. Not even close. It took us ALL DAY to get everything into the truck and cleaned up and everything. Finally, we went out to dinner at a Chinese restaurant with Mama Lin and one of her sons and daughter-in-law. The dinner ws delicious. There was an ala carte menu, as well as fixed sets. I split one of the sets with my mom and WOW. There was ALOT of FOOD. Even with 6 of us, there was ALOT left over. I had a full tummy and was finally happy.
After dinner and saying goodbye to Mama Lin and Papa Simon, we left SF at some time after 8pm. Dad drove the U-Haul with mom riding shotgun, and I drove my car myself. Geh, that was a long drive. We had cellphones for communication and I called for a stop first because I needed to pee. Hah. I had a lot of tea with dinner. Dad got the gas for both vehicles. I managed to buy myself a soda and candy and stuff to stay awake with, too.
It was a LONG drive. x____X Mostly because dad couldn't drive very fast with the truck, and I was following him. I totally would have been busting 80 the whole time if it weren't for that. We didn't roll into Mo Val until something like 5am, and I was exhausted. I crashed immediately, and slept until practically 4pm. Then dad kicked my out of bed to help unload the truck, since he had to return it on Sunday.
My uncle came over to help dad with the heavy unloading, while I handled the "taking things inside and upstairs and organizing". That was good, since I forgot how FREAKING HOT it is here in Mo Val. At least the house is air conditioned.
So now everything is off the truck and my desk and dresser are in my room, and allmy boxes of stuff are in the garage. I need to hunt down my anime and manga and doujinshi and DVDs, and find a place for my bookshelf. But I am home, and I've been sleeping alot, and I have internet.
Yay.
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