I'm now 2/3 of the way through the bar exam. The worst of it is over. Today was the multistate bar exam, which is the multiple choice section. I'm pretty good at essay exams, but multiple choice is my weakness, so today was the challenging day for me.
I woke up at 6:30, showered, dressed, and decided on breakfast. All I could stomach was a thing of yogurt, so I ate it and then drove to the BART station. I got on the train and headed on my way. Nobody felt chatty today, which is good, because I didn't really feel chatty, either. I got smart today and brought my ipod. I spent the train ride playing Angry Birds. When I arrived, I was hungry, so I stopped at a coffee shop and bought a pastry.
I ran into a few friends and we debriefed yesterday's exam. My impressions matched theirs, which was comforting. Then we headed in and took our seats. I brought pillows today, which helped. I could reach the table. The proctor came over and checked my ID. He was entirely too cheerful for the situation, but I appreciated it.
The exam started, and after about 30 minutes my hand started to cramp up. I reminded myself that after today, I would never have to take another fill in the bubble test as long as I live. The questions were hard. There were questions I didn't know the answer to and made blind guesses. There were questions where the right answer was not one of the choices, and questions where more than one choice was right. I kept getting distracted.
Finally I was able to focus, and I finished with about 45 minutes to spare. I went to Starbucks to get some lunch and surf the web. I returned to the convention center and chatted with some people. Then it was time for the afternoon session. The afternoon session went like the morning session except that it was even harder to focus. I felt like throwing a temper tantrum, two year old style, but I refrained. The person sitting next to me had the squeakiest pencil, and every time she would underline something, it sounded like fingernails on a chalkboard. Naturally, she underlined practically every word in the exam.
I finished with about an hour to spare. The proctor collected my materials and wished me well. I headed home. I arrived home around 5 and Jen ordered pizza. (What are sisters for, after all?)
I'm hoping I did better than I thought. I'm going to have to make up some points tomorrow on the essays. I had better pass because I don't want to go through this again!
1 comment:
I completely understand wanting to pass just so you don't have to go through it again...and my test was only 8 hours...
How long do you have to wait to get your results?
Praying for you today!
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