Well I wasted my entire day Saturday taking the LSAT. It was only this year that I seriously considered law school. I'd like to go into international law or maybe corporate law. So I payed the 200 bucks (I was late signing up so I had to pay extra...I'm an idiot, I know) and went with a friend to the testing center. We saw one of his friends there...very good looking dude. We'll go liberal and say he was downright hot. lol So of course, my last name is at the front of the alphabet, both of their last names were at the end so I had to go to a different line and then we sat on opposite sides of the room. Grand total, from the time I left my house to the time I came home, I was gone 7 hours. It was one freakin long day.
The test comprised of 5 sections, multiple choice and an essay. Some of it was pretty easy, like the reading section. Essentially, if you can read a couple paragraphs and have some understanding of what was written, you can answer the questions. The logic section was definitely more difficult. Some parts were kind of easy, the answer would make sense, other questions I just had to take a complete stab in the dark. Another section was looking at sort of arguments and analyzing what the one person was saying in relation to the other. The other two sections were pure evil. It would be these arguments or stories and they would have all the answers essentially saying the same thing and you had to try to decide which one fit best. It was like A) most of the marbles are blue B) most of the marbles are red C) most of the marbles are red but some are blue D) most of the marbles are blue but some are red...And of course the question offers no clue, only that you have two different kinds of marbles. I had two sections of that. When I flipped open the next section to see it was those same things all over again I could have cried. I remember sitting there thinking, well, there went my score. lol Who knows though, maybe I'll get lucky.
Then, I come out, we get in the car and I have three messages from my mom. My gramma had died; she was 94. My mom was really upset about it but I actually wasn't. She has wanted to die for many years and she was so old, she could barely feed herself anymore so it was time. She was not young, she was not robbed of her life, she was old and didn't remember anything anymore. So I looked at it and said well, it was time. Poor mom is still upset so I'm really just there to support her.
Mom and I actually didn't fight this weekend, really just because so much was going on and we were both upset about a lot. I had the huge falling out with my now ex-friend on Friday which just tore me to pieces so my mom was really there to support me through that. Then I was gone taking the LSAT Saturday and my gramma died so there was certainly nothing to fight about there. Then Sunday we found out my sister broke up with her boyfriend whom she had been dating for quite a while, really loved and we thought they might get married. He apparently though wasn't taking her seriously and was sort of taking advantage of her. I don't mean like using her, but like, he would only call when he had a minute, like when he was waiting for a bus; she wasn't a priority for him and she deserves better than that. So my sister and I both lost our guys...sort of ironic I suppose. Sunday mom and I went out shopping; I got a few shirts on sale for a great deal then mom and I went home, made somosas and these little cheese rolls, it's brie and a raspberry compote rolled inside fillo dough...it's amazing, from Trader Joe's. So we had those, watching the movie Iron Man (which is really good) and just chilled. She was still upset about gramma, I was still upset the dude, it was just a not so hot weekend. So of course I did absolutely nothing and I have to give a speech this morning (it's part of a group), take a couple German quizes, write my poli sci paper which is due tomorrow and of course I get my law paper back today which I'm still not sure I want. It should be an interesting day...
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