I am strangely calm, given that tomorrow at 9:30, I'm taking an exam that is worth 100% of the credit I'll get for the year-long Civil Procedure class I just finished. It doesn't matter that I managed to impress the professor once or twice (but conversely, it also doesn't matter that I make a fool of myself on an equal number of Socratic occasions). It doesn't matter that I missed only one class all year when many of of my compadres were fed up with the professor and didn't come (especially by the end), or that I took diligent notes on the readings and lectures (well, at least until about April 15th, at which point I started to become fed up), or that I've spent the last 4 days poring over said notes and readings. All that matters, the only thing that counts is that I don't choke up on the exam tomorrow and can manage to make sense in four hours about the information I've managed to shrink from 150 pages, to 40, and which I'm currently attempting to fit within the two-page outline limit.
Funny, though, unlike last semester when I was terrified, and couldn't eat for two days before my first exam, I feel completely calm, even somewhat apathetic. Five credits! I should be at least a little scared, but I have utterly lost the sense of urgency and fear that preceded finals last semester. Either I've learned to deal better (and I have been making a conscious effort to be more sane this semester) or I peaked a little early in this whole law school business. Either way, I can't bring myself to really care too much!
In the spirit of procrastination, I just read Beth's friends' blog about being missionaries in Africa for a solid hour. Even though I have some reservations about what they are doing religiously speaking, it is unquestionably amazing what they are doing, and quite a tear-jerker to read from beginning to end. Lots of other thoughts on that, but I should get back to working so I can get a decent night's sleep before my big test tomorrow.
For some reason I keep thinking about one of my favorite teachers today, Mr. Chaplin, who was one of those funny and nice teachers who gave everyone nicknames and put a quote of the day (QOTD) on the board every day, which we had to copy down and respond to. Every single time we had a test (American history), he would put up the same quote: "Life is a test." - Anon. I like it because you can interpret it a lot of different ways; my current interpretation is that life is sort of a big jigsaw puzzle, and you have to figure out how to fit all of the pieces in without messing up the big picture, or knocking the whole puzzle off the table and having to start over again.
Hasta luego bloggie friends!
4 comments:
100%?? Are you kidding me? That's crazy! I'm glad you're calm.... :)
Thanks for your encouragement on my etsy site! Those cards are super simple, but I'm hoping to get better as I go along....
I'm glad you enjoyed Jake and Jessi's blog. They're a ton of fun, and certainly inspirational people. I would always be interested in the "lots of other thoughts"! :) --BUT only when exams are over. Hope they go well!!
Haha... Sunda is PRECIOUS!
One of my good friends from high school and I are... very different... and we have LOTS of fantastic conversations about blogs I and/or my friends write... so forgive me for jumping to conclusions. ;)
Love!
This is fun... and a great way to get lots of blog comments and feel important. Don't you think? :)
I think my puzzle is so out of order right now you can't even tell what the picture is. Every time I try to fix a piece it just displaces another. But I guess like any good puzzle it takes a while to get it right.
Mr. Chaplin was a really cool guy. Not many people call me Frannie but he did because we had an assignment to write a letter to our future grandchildren and I signed it Grandma Frannie. I loved QOTD!
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