…when we all stressed about the Bar Exam? And how we were all joking about how we’re going to fail and that we’ll see each other in February again? …and then it wasn’t a joke and became deadly true? Sigh.

The Bar sucked. Like, really hardcore sucked. For those of you fortunate enough not to have had to sit through it, they let you leave if you are done early, unless it’s within the last 15 minutes, so as to prevent mass chaos and distraction at the end. Well, by the time I got to the final multiple choice question, there were 16 minutes to go. I couldn’t bear the thought of sitting there for 15 minutes risking double-checking and changing correct answers. So I didn’t bother reading the question, plopped an answer down (C, per BarBri’s suggestion), and raised my hand to leave. When the proctor made it over, the announcer came on saying that there were 15 minutes remaining and everyone needed to stay in the room. I, with perhaps the most pitiful face ever, asked my proctor if I could please still leave, and she let me. Phew. While we’re talking about how poorly I performed, I guess I should also admit that (more…)