The other shoe dropping
As the bar gets closer and closer -- and I am hearing from friends who failed it -- I am getting more and more nervous about my prospects of success. My bar review starts next week: four hours an evening, five evenings a week. Just like my first year of law school, but worse.
Today my nerves compelled me to drop another chunk o' credit ('cuz let's face it: at this point, it's no longer cash) on the PMBR review course. I don't know if I need the course. Heck, I don't even know that much about it. I just don't want to be at a competitive disadvantage. I guess their marketing to my insecurities worked.
Insecurities stink, don't they? They're expensive too!
However, I did manage to get my bar application in by the (late) filing deadline. I think, think, think I did it right. What a pain!
This is even worse than law school!
Today my nerves compelled me to drop another chunk o' credit ('cuz let's face it: at this point, it's no longer cash) on the PMBR review course. I don't know if I need the course. Heck, I don't even know that much about it. I just don't want to be at a competitive disadvantage. I guess their marketing to my insecurities worked.
Insecurities stink, don't they? They're expensive too!
However, I did manage to get my bar application in by the (late) filing deadline. I think, think, think I did it right. What a pain!
This is even worse than law school!
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