The Great Change: Turning Cathy into a Lawyer

Grades are in... yuck.

No failures, not even a C. But an astonishingly high absence of vowels.

What's frustrating is that I threw everything into the finals, and I can't imagine what more I could have done. Clearly something else was required since obviously others included it to get A's. Sort of wish I'd known what that might have been in advance...

At some point I might chase down the finals and figure out where I went wrong. Maybe. I'm mostly tempted to forget about them and just keep moving forward.

I'm inclined to think that what may have hurt me was a certain disorganization to the essays. I felt very rushed and pressured, but not like I didn't know stuff. I'd been advised to spend more time organizing them, but I'm not sure when that time could have been spared from. I did try to make sure, as I was also advised, that each sentence articulated part of the analysis and didn't waste space and time on filler. Or so I thought.

At BU the professors also have discretion to bump up grades for class participation by a notch. Either I didn't get bumped in classes I thought I would, or I did get bumped but apparently had done worse on the finals than I'd thought. Can't figure out which is a more depressing theory.

Of course the stupid thing is that I did learn a lot. Already I've changed, my thinking has changed, and I have insight into legal workings at a depth I didn't have before. Unfortunately there's no way to quickly represent that knowledge to anyone quickly, say, like prospective employers. The grades were supposed to be the proxy, the way this system works.

Something tells me I'm going to have to buck the system, but I was starting to think that already.