Approach, smoach. Law students don't approach things: they blow right past them. Law students are so crazy that they roll right through crazy town, past crazy-country, over the crazy sea, and come out on the OTHER SIDE of the globe, so that the people studying them think they haven't even gotten there yet.
I, for one, would give several genuine American dollars to know just how many students in my class at Georgetown were on Prozac, Paxil, or similar drugs by the end of their three years of law school, who had not been taking such medications prior to law school.
There is only one thing more horrible than law school: the bar exam. It has been a point of perverse satisfaction to me, more than once in the past four years, that no matter how bad my life seems, no matter what may befall me, the sorrows I bear are nothing, nothing, nothing compared to the bar exam. Which is over. Forever! Ha!!!!
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