More time....

I thought I'd have more time for fishing, or writing on my blog, or eating or sleeping. Law school had other plans. School started at a pretty fast pace. I've also been doing some "real" lawyer work for an attorney here in town. It feels great when I ask people where they're headed and they shrug, "Library, you?" and I get to say, "To the court house to file a complaint."

On Friday my worst nightmare came true. Well sort of. We have to go back to Wed. to understand what happened. So we're in con law (constitutional law) and we're pressing through the material. Class ends without us getting through all the material. So I'm preparing for Fridays class on Thursday and it's probably one of the best opinions I've ever read (McCulluch v. Maryland, Chief Justice John Marshall wrote the opinion). I read it and reread it. Get to class on Friday and professor Airens says "Mr. Perez," I raise my hand because I'm prepared, ready to jump in the ring with the bull right? "What's the court's holding in Baker v. Carr?" Split second of silence and the whole class together begins to frantically flip the pages in our book. Airens was asking about a case from Wednesday's class that we hadn't gotten to. I had read the opinion but only once. I didn't have a brief ready. He crushed me, question after question, silence upon silence. No cocounsel (cocounsel is when a professor calls on the person next to you if you can't get the answer), no help. I was alone. I made it through about 40 minutes of questions but it was brutal. Everyone congratulated me after class for getting through it. Thanked me for being the sacrificial lamb. You see, no one had prepared for Baker v. Carr, like me they had just gone on with the reading. I was pretty much humiliated.