In three more days.... life will be so much better ...

That was my mantra last summer, and you know what? I was right. I'm lovin' life now and you will be too (you = July 2008 testtakers who are finding wisdom in my delightful prose from the past). So keep your chins up, stay positive and just keeping breathing for these next few days. You know it - now you just have to show them you know it. Good luck - I'll be keeping my fingers crossed for you!

A new challenge...

I hope this update finds my blogging buddies from last summer well (even though I'm saddened that a few of them are still stuck in their awful study caves). I also hope that a few newbies (July '08ers) have stumbled upon my adventures and found them (a) amusing (b)inspiring (c)terrifying or (d) all of the above. I was just reading over a few of my blog entries from last summer and got a little nostalgic. Don't call me crazy - I said a little.

Anyways, I'm definitely on to bigger and better things these days. I'm still LOVING my job - I've already second chaired 2 trials with 3 more coming this summer and taken upwards of 20 depos. The challenge now is balancing all that workplace fun with other endeavors...

So.. I'm running a marathon. Yup. I figure the bar exam is sort of a mental marathon so this year I'll try a physical one. If you're interested in keeping up with my new adventures, I'm blogging about my training over at http://marathonamanda.blogspot.com/

Let me know how you guys are doing if you get a chance!

PS On an unrelated sidenote, if you're looking for a place to stay during the bar exam in Sacramento I would highly reccomend the Marriot Residence Inn. I stayed there recently when I was in Sac for a depo. It is right next to the convention center and a ton nicer than the Sheraton where I stayed. Each room has a full fridge, a whole mini-kitchen and a really nice big screen tv - plus a full on free breakfast included. I'm not sure if the price difference is huge, but it's worth looking into.

My First Deposition

I took my first deposition today. I was beginning to think I was a curse. I was supposed to take one last week, two yesterday, and one this morning but they kept getting postponed. Then this afternoon, one finally showed. He literally had alzheimer's disease and didn't remember much but it was a deposition nonetheless. It was such a rush. This is what rockstars must feel like every time they take the stage. Ok, maybe not exactly how a rockstar feels, but close.

I swear.

In front of a judge, with two lawyers, and a secretary as my witness, I was sworn in today to uphold the Constitution and act as attorney at law to the best of my abilities. We celebrated afterwards with licorice and moutain dew.

It was perfect.

Amanda, Esq.

Happiness is.... PASSING THE BAR!!!!!

Hi, my name is insane.

In my anxious state, I decided it would be a good idea to look for that ID card that has the info we'll need to access results on Friday. Found it, no problem. It was still in the ziploc bag that I have been afraid to touch since July 26th. So I set it on the dresser in the living room where I keep all the important stuff. Then I thought... what if during Husband's fabulous plans on Friday we get stuck in traffic or our car breaks down and I want to check my results from my fabulous new Samsung Blackjack? I should keep the ID card in my wallet, so that I have it with me at all times on Friday and can thereby check my results from anywhere. Pat on the back. I start walking to my purse and stop suddenly. Wait! What if my wallet were stolen between now and Friday at 6pm. That's when I realized I had gone insane.

The Talk

So this whole waiting thing is just plain awful- less than 48 hours to go. My boss sat me down today and assured me that (a) I won't lose my job if 'it doesn't go well on friday' and (b) taking the bar exam a second time wouldn't kill me. It was very very sweet of him to say nice things like that, but it really just made me want to cry. But that would have made me look weak, so I waited and cried in the car on the way home. I got home with mascara running down my face and Paul was confused as to why I was crying. "Why are you stressing? There's nothing you can do." My point exactly. I should note that to his credit, he may not totally understand, but he is still amazing. He, too, is taking Friday off of work and apparently has a whole day of activities planned so that I won't be watching the seconds tick away all day.

In other news, we got a 3 day notice to perform covenant or quit because our stupid apartment manager just noticed that we've had a satellite dish for the 11 months we've lived here and never paid the additional $100 deposit. I'm drafting a letter arguing waiver. Too bad they didn't serve it next week when I could (hopefully) sign Esq. after my name.

Ok. Gotta go puke now. Seriously, this waiting this is the worst thing ever.