I'm pretty pissed right now. They posted the sample answers for the February Bar exam and, frankly, they look similar to the ones I spit out. With the mediocre scores they tossed to me, I would have thought that I missed the boat on a couple of the essay questions. But I hit the right issues, especially given the fact that they post two sample answers per question that indicate the slight variation you could have taken. And I don't know that my answers were sufficiently exhaustive -- I'm picking them up soon at the accursed office downtown -- but I am frustrated thinking of the scores they gave me, that boiled down to a couple of subtleties making all the difference in the world. This is just proof that you can't go in there taking chances. Two issues missed in an essay will fail you. A paragraph you didn't get to will sink you for sure.Oh, well.
That notwithstanding, I had a very good weekend. Tina and I were cruising around in her new Prius on Friday night, in search of I don't know what. (Note: I will never go to the Grand Lux Cafe again. Terrible.) I promised my friend I'd go to the ho-and-thug party he was promoting, but we showed up too late for guest list action and the $20 cover charge offended me. More distasteful than that was the attitude of the girl holding the clipboard, who seemed nauseatingly proud of her sherpa bomber jacket and True Religion jeans. And then we nixed the idea of Trader Vic's, which makes for about eight missed meetings this week with Ramon. Most importantly, Tina was determined to show me every little bell and whistle on the Prius that she overpaid for. Turning up the volume on her JVC sound system was a multi-step affair that involved voice activation and repeated attempts to enunciate, "Raise volume," while she arched her neck towards some speaker by the sun visor. Eventually, I just turned the knob up a hair. Tina-Eugena-Gina-Astrid, whatever her name is, is truly one of a kind.
I rarely, if ever, hit up the Valley, and Saturday presented a rare and welcome opportunity. Marrakesh had bad wine but good chicken, Cozy's had better wine and great live music. The party followed me back to my place. And if there's anything I like, it's being a good hostess.
posted by Lucy Sloan @ 8:30 PM
1 Comments:
hey karen,
i don't know if you want to see this or not, maybe you've already seen it, but here is a blog of some girl studying for the July bar. she is intense, to say the least.
http://barexam2005.blogspot.com/
if you don't want to read about an over-achieving chick studying way too much for the bar, don't click the link.
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