I had a teacher in high school who once said “each word is a pearl.” Today during my torts final that phrase became “each word is like a flawless four carat Painite”, priceless. In response to my tort prof’s hatred for excess verbiage she imposed some seriously draconian space restrictions. We had two short answers each of which had to be under 500 characters, not words, but characters. To put that into perspective my post up until this point has 454 characters. As you can tell I’m perfectly capable of rambling on for 500 characters without saying anything.
I had to fully analyze a vicarious liability problem in less then what I’ve written here. That’s not an easy task for me. Especially when you consider the “gift for gab” I’ve inherited from the matriarchs of my family. But I did it. And because I got through my multiple choice and short answer rather quickly I was able to devote a full hour to doing nothing but editing my long essay down to 5700 characters. There wasn’t a drop of passive voice (or an adjective for that matter) left in that darn essay. But I do have to say that Torts is the most entertaining exam to take. Where else to you get to combine someone falling in a moat, being struck with golf clubs, having medical equipment left in you and committing suicide by drinking too much water?
3 finals down, 1 to go and a keg of beer waiting at the end of that rainbow.
4 comments:
Oh! And don't forget the archery target practice!!
..ugh - you'll big me out from under the FRCP in 2 days :o( hehe
You? A gift for gab? Nah! ;)
You must be referring to Memaw the Matriarch who taught us all that conversation is considered an interactive sport and trained us all as marathoners.
Well, it certainly didn't skip a generation =)
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