Law Students

May It Please the Court, because it certainly doesn't please me.

Law prom also went well, but that's a story for another blog entry. By "well," I mean that I neither cried nor had to fake narcolepsy (at either!), so all in all, a productive evening. My legs were shaking so badly that I kicked a cord loose on my podium- I solved the trembling problem by gripping onto the thing like my ship was going down.

I apparently had "good eye contact": funny, because I don't remember looking at anyone or anything.

I do remember:

1. Scary Judge asking: "So, Counselor Nobody: clearly implication-riddled question slightly beyond the grasp of nerve-addled brain, yes, or no?"
Me responding/guessing (dear God, please let this be right): "Yes? Probably, because of made up reasons which I will now explain, as if they have some basis in reality"

2. Nice Judge asking: "Nobody: softball question. Don't you feel pretty and smart?"
Me, after befuddled, why-are-you-being-nice-to-me-pause: "Yes? Why am I answering this? Is this a trick?"

3. GrouchyPants SparkleBottom, Moot Court Partner Extraordinaire, doing quite well, but being grumbly about it anyway. I know he did well because I took notes, and the notes have smileys and check marks. I have no idea what he said, but it sounded good.

The rest of it I have blissfully blocked from my memory. Guess who won't be trying out for the Moot Court team next semester? Check. Lets get me some document review, stat!

Full post as published by Thanks, But No Thanks. on April 09, 2008 (boomark / email).