One of my all time favorite books is Alice in Wonderland. When I was in high school I tried to work a quote into every paper I turned in (how many appropriate quotes can you think of that apply to "The Crucible"?)
And the book is especially applicable to studying for the Bar.
For instance, how many times have you looked at your outlines, listened to the lectures and thought: "Speak English! I don't know the meaning of half those long words, and I don't believe you do either!"
How about after reading the Conviser Mini Review?: "'what is the use of a book,' thought Alice, 'without pictures or conversations?'"
Basically I feel as though I have dropped down the rabbit hole, and down down down I go. I'm certain I'll come up on the other side of the world when this is all through, after all everything around me is already nonsense.
Today another quote popped into my head.
I had just finished my second set of "Released questions" today's topic? Torts. Yesterday was contract. On both I'm scoring ridiculously high. Above 80%. This is quite the jump from the 66% I was consistently studying before the Practice MBE. Curious. And I took a week off from Multistate questions after the Practice MBE. Curiouser and Curiouser. I have a sneaking suspicion that this is part of the ultimate Bar/Bri ploy to make you believe the thousands you spent on the course is worth it. "I know! We'll create impossible questions before the Practice MBE, even more impossible questions for the Practice MBE itself and make them all think they're going to fail the bar. Then after they're good and depressed we'll whip out the easy questions. They'll start doing well and attribute it to all the Bar/Bri lessons!" Too bad I'm smarter than you Bar/Bri. I figured out your little trick and I'm on to you. So you better bring it. Especially after these ridiculous performance test workshops.
I leave you with my final piece of wisdom which applies to those of us studying for the bar:
"But I don't want to go among mad people,"Alice remarked.
"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."
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ReplyDelete'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought--
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
Is it pathetic that I know that poem by heart and used to use it as a monologue for auditions?
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