Oh, and I took the test and it was not easy. The prof said we would need to know the important case names, but since when is Arizona v. Edwards important enough to be on 3 questions out of 75? Its not. Well, I am done with the fret. If I did well, I did well, if not, I will go on a rampage. (Not really, but despite the dark reality of the real implications of that statement, I still find it somewhat amusing.)

Bah. Went to Jean's to see what she said about Buffy, but she hasn't updated her page yet. Of course, it is still early, though I have been up for 5 hours already. About to go to lunch with Missy, but I will put my two cents in about Buffy...

What is her deal? She has been wierd lately. (And not just the raspy voice. I did find it odd that the First Evil was striken with the same voice problem as Buffy, because they aren't they same person. One has done up hair, the other doesn't. C'mon, its like Superman having a cold at the same time as Clark Kent. Can't happen.) It is as if she is cutting herself off emotionally from everyone so that she doesn't get hurt. Like she has so many times in the past, she seems to have forgotten that her friends need her emotionally. If she gives them emotional support, they will follow her anywhere. If she treats them like soldiers, they revolt. The paradox of modern witchcraft warfare? That seems oxymoronic, but it just may be moronic on my part. Everyone is bitter. Xander is bitter. Who wouldn't be after losing an eye? But they are bitter because they are losing. Guess what, fighting long odds means that you are supposed to be losing. I am looking forward to the end, not because I want it to end, but because I think only in the end will the Real Buffy that we have come to know and love return.

Finals One down, and two to go. The second of three starts in less than half an hour. It is Crim Investigation. I think I have it down, but it is multiple choice. Of all my grades in law school, MC exams have gotten my worst scores (save for Legal Research and Writing), though they really aren't that bad. Right now I am on the inside cusp of the top ten percent, a goal I started law school with but gave up on after the first years dismal scores. With grade inflation, I really need to do well to maintain that position in the rankings. Thus, a MC test could hurt me. My Cybercrime test, which I took Monday, was heavily time crunched, though I was able to write something for every answer, not something everyone can say. I only hope everybody else did as poorly as I did. My last test, Crim Adjudication is supposed to be fairly hard and I haven't read or studied for it yet. That one could be trouble. I also have two papers to write by next Friday as well. I should be more stressed than I am.

It is probably a good thing that I am not overly stressed yet. Yet.

The ending of an era I have been mournful the last few weeks. I have grown to love my law school experience, as painful and frustrating as it sometimes was. I have made many friends, but not enough close friends. In my time here I have lost touch with many other friends, which is a shame. In about two weeks this will all be over. I will lose my social contacts and be left to fend for my social self. Many of my friends are moving away, and those that are not aren't really that close of friends (there are a few exceptions, but they are few and far between). To the people that I have grown to love through my years here I will miss you, though we probably won't ever see each other again. It is a sad tale that most people go through after college. I have seen several of my college friends a few times, but it is never like it was. Change: is it really ever a good thing? Do I need to be shedding the proverbial skin of my friendships. Some say I hang on too tightly to old friendships and that I should let them go.
My finals begin in an hour. I am not studying as hard as I should. Rather, I am moping around dreading the end of this time. I worry about whether I will see these people I count among my friends again, and even if I see them again, it will not be enough. I have grown fond of seeing these people every few days and hanging out having a beer or watching the game or both. This feeling of friendship abandonment has spread. Karen, my ex whom I have tried to remains friends with and whom I counted among my best friends, seems to be distancing herself from me. I never talk with her anymore. She is dating someone new and I am fine with that. Well, I am fine with that as long as she doesn't shut me out of her life. If she wants to, that is her choice, but I thought we were closer than that. Anyhow, what this all comes down to is this: While finals should be stressing me out because I have to study, it is stressing me out because it signals the end of this era.

I need a hug.