The Spot

In exactly 24 hours I'll be writing a 100% Contracts final.
Stress has a way of stripping away the inessential. What do I really KNOW? You can't indulge in self-delusion at times like this, it's counter productive.
What I know: Law school is really hard. I haven't told you about that, but it really is. These entries are usually pauses, but let me tell you what the bulk of it is. You get up in the morning, roll over, and start memorizing. You eat while trying to memorize. You read more. You take a break until you're too guilty to continue taking a break.
You go to the library and resent every little noise your fellow cell mates make. Especially undergrads: damn your freedoms!
You blink and five hours have gone by. At your absolute peak efficiency you've only made a dent into the volums and volums of material you have to understand. There is never enough time.
So I come here and pretend that it's easy, and I have lots of time. Freedom galore.
Lies, lies!
Please let it pay off. Give me brilliance!
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