Tuesday, October 25, 2005

|It's a Wonderful Law School Life|

163.

At first I was devastated and wanted to die. I'm starting to recover from that feeling. I did better than most people (89% of people, to be more precise), but I just really wanted to knock it out of the park, you know? Hopefully the rest of my application (not my GPA) is strong enough to support me. I'll see if my advisor back at school thinks I should apply to still more schools.

While I was away in the east of France, I was not on the law school forum that I post on a million times a day.

And, evidently my presence was missed. A thread was started all about me. For days people wondered where I'd gone and if my score was so terrible I was in hiding. Some hoped I'd received a bad score and was knocked down a few pegs for all of my posts on affirmative action and giving law school admissions advice as if I know what I'm talking about. Others came to my aid. "Likeable" came up a lot, in both camps. They ultimately came to the conclusion that I'm a God, with both Old and New Testament aspects. Some recalled I'd be gone and said that if they were vacationing in France, why would they be on a lame ass website. Others took that and ran with it, saying that if I'm so poor, how is it that I'm off hiking in Switzerland (I didn't go hiking in Switzerland -- it's basically a game of "Telephone" that these kids were playing).

All of this without one word from me.

And it's the greatest thing I've ever read.

And here it is.


promulgated by SWS2.1 at 17:09.
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2 Comments:

Dude, I've done academic support at fourth-tier law schools. With 163 LSATs, you could get those places to PAY you to come to the school. Plus you'd be first in the class with five or six book awards.

By Blogger Richard, at 11:24 PM  

Does this momentous occasion mark the end of the madness? or just the beginning?

By Blogger n, at 10:47 AM  

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