I just attended my last class ever at William Mitchell College of Law. That’s not to say the stress is over—I still have three papers, two take-home exams and my bar application to finish within the next two and a half weeks—but if I don’t want to step into another classroom in that building, I won’t have to! Mwa ha ha ha! Of course, that also means I won’t be a student anymore and I’ll have to go out and get a real job, but I’m trying to look at the glass as half-full at the moment. (And if you ask me about whether it’s empty or full a week before the bar exam, I’ll smash one over your head…)
And on that happy thought, it’s off to prepare for finals! Shit. I hate finals… guess the contents of that glass didn’t last as long as I wanted.
