Ah, Gods...
May. 18th, 2004 07:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
summer_jackelYou guys all know that I find out...if I passed the bar...at the end of the week, don't you? No, of course you don't. Because I haven't been talking to anyone about it...I won't even talk about it to my mate unless he makes me. Because I've been quietly dreading the moment, and agonizing over it since I sat for the bleeding evil thing in February.
I'm going to have a heart attack if I didn't pass. I'm going to have a heart attack if I *did* pass. It's all so incredibly emotionally charged that a huge and cowardly part of me wished I just didn't have to know. At the moment I am having a minor panic attack about it.
So I'll try and divert myself, like I always do. Good things that will happen this month, even if we ignore the elephant in the room that is my potential emergence as an attorney, include BayCon, wherein I will party pretty much 72 hours nonstop with my zany assortment of relatively-local friends (we will hope that this #$%@#!&^%$!!! ear infection is gone by then so I can actually hear them. If not, well, Robynne is studying to be an interpreter. She can give me a crash-course in ESL. Some evil part of her would probably enjoy that.
And of course my birthday! The 31st will see me 28 years on this green earth. If you are inclined to give me Stuff, either for this reason or to either congratulate me or soothe my pain about the Bar, depending on what happens, I still love all the stuff I love. But some of the stuff I love is pics of Jackel, and fanfics about Vange. (patron saint of lycanthropic attorneys. ;) And the meme in the preceding post has brought to my attention that...no one has ever made me a con badge. *sniffles*.
Enough from me. Maybe a nice hot bath would soothe the nerves. Or a stiff drink...
Jackel
I'm going to have a heart attack if I didn't pass. I'm going to have a heart attack if I *did* pass. It's all so incredibly emotionally charged that a huge and cowardly part of me wished I just didn't have to know. At the moment I am having a minor panic attack about it.
So I'll try and divert myself, like I always do. Good things that will happen this month, even if we ignore the elephant in the room that is my potential emergence as an attorney, include BayCon, wherein I will party pretty much 72 hours nonstop with my zany assortment of relatively-local friends (we will hope that this #$%@#!&^%$!!! ear infection is gone by then so I can actually hear them. If not, well, Robynne is studying to be an interpreter. She can give me a crash-course in ESL. Some evil part of her would probably enjoy that.
And of course my birthday! The 31st will see me 28 years on this green earth. If you are inclined to give me Stuff, either for this reason or to either congratulate me or soothe my pain about the Bar, depending on what happens, I still love all the stuff I love. But some of the stuff I love is pics of Jackel, and fanfics about Vange. (patron saint of lycanthropic attorneys. ;) And the meme in the preceding post has brought to my attention that...no one has ever made me a con badge. *sniffles*.
Enough from me. Maybe a nice hot bath would soothe the nerves. Or a stiff drink...
Jackel
