Parties, Pomp & Circumstance...

It. Is. Official. . . .well almost. I have completed my JD, graduated and officially have crossed over into the "I don't know what to do with this new found freedom" part of my life. We have classes starting tomorrow to kick off the Bar Review season and then the Bar Exam in late July.

My graduation party was fabulous. I was so excited to see it all come together. I have the most amazing parents and am so happy that they are so generous to me. The catering was awesome - MBP Catering - is the best! The food was fantastic. The photographer was awesome and was my own little Paparazzi for the night. When I have her information I will post it. Hot Pink was the color of choice, of course. Hot pink dress, hot pink roses, hot pink carnations, hot pink jelly beans. The George Middleton Trio provided live music and it was also very awesome. I just had a fabulous time.

Graduation Day is a blur. It came, and then it was gone in the blink of an eye. I maintained my "No Cry" mandate until I looked over at my dear friend Maria who was teary...and then it was over. I just love her. And all of my other girls - you know who you are.

Anyway, I'm in a good place today. Happy and free!

Spring

You know what I've noticed? Spring brings out some interesting things in people. Perhaps I should be more clear - stupid people come out of the wood work when the sun comes out. This morning I was walking downtown, going to work, and there is an idiot sprawled out in the middle of the bridge with his girlfriend (no doubt short a few screws herself) sitting Indian style in front of him like they are having some sort of Sun Ritual while 3 of their friends look on. What the heck are you doing? And why do I have to walk in between you pretending like everything is hunky dory and like I don't really want to just jump up and down on top of your stupid behind.

Enough of that.

In approximately 32 hours and 15 minutes I will be officially done with law school and all of the side effects. And I was thinking, I'm not sure what I am going to do with myself now that the Socratic method will no longer be the philosophical joy in my utterly boring life. I mean, good old fashion you-already-have-a-degree-so-how-about-you-talk-to-me-for-a-change teaching just doesn't seem to be the "in" thing anymore. What - a professor teach you? Now that would just be too easy. Of course, for three years I have listened to my colleagues, who clearly know no more than I do about the subject, teach me through meaningless back and forth banter with my lovely professors. I am convinced that the Socratic method has everything to do with why I'm just a mediocre student these days. So I blame you, Socrates, for my less than stellar GPA. I blame you for the last minute cramming trying to figure out what I have been listening to in class for the past, I don't know, five months. But that's ok.

Because everything I needed to know in law school I will learn during Bar Review.

Eat that Socrates. Really, eat it.