The Spot

I have a theory about law students and exams. It's an adaptation of the 7 stages of grief and recovery, which is pretty apt.
It starts with arrogance. It's January, exams are months away, and you say... hey. I'm s-m-r-t. I don't need to start studying yet.
Some weeks later you move on to procrastination. You'd like to study, but you really need to find an apartment / book your flights, etc, etc.
But you can feel the cold breath of March on your neck. It's time for anxiety. Thank goodness, because that finally gets you in the library.
After your first 3 days in the library you encounter boredom. It's important, you know, but damn, you'd like a break.
Too late.... all that procrastinating means you need to go full friggin tilt.
Somewhere in here you might find satisfaction, a sense that you're actually doing what you're supposed to be. Don't get comfortable: it will soon disappear.
Do enough 12 hour library days and you'll get to fatigue. How long can you keep it up? You might not know, having never done this for so long before. Let's hope you know when to sleep, because anxiety makes it possible for you to just.. not.. sleep.
And, finally, after weeks and weeks you will actually feel impatience. You've studied. You've slaved. You've sacrificed. And now you want it to be over today, right now.
Welcome to impatience. I would write both exams today if I could. Hang the preparation: I can't wait for it to be over.
I can't wait for France: something interesting to write about!
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