As has been established, taking one Bar and passing it was not enough. I thought I was done, but apparently not. I just haven't suffered quite enough.
Submitting your application to the New York Bar is one thing. Actually paying for another round of bar prep is yet another.
But expecting Christmas packages in the mail and instead opening said packages to find these instead? Vomit. In my mouth. Hi, reality.
Over the next 8 weeks, I will work full-time, plan a wedding, attempt to whip myself into wedding-dress-trying-on shape, and prepare for the NY bar exam. Because it seemed sane at the time.
This should be fun.
3 comments:
Girl, I admire you. I too just threw up in my mouth a little.
Thank you! Sympathy vomit is my favorite kind.
Seeing that pile of books made MY stomach turn. But, I really think you're going to be FINE. You'll look back on this one day and think, well that was crazy, but now I'm qualified in two states so BOOYAH. Good luck!
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