I don't like the LSAT

The LSAT did not go very well this morning. I got there early enough, even though I had to stop by Albertson's for doughnuts and pencils. The test was in the WILK, up where they have all those meeting rooms. The room was pretty full, and the weird thing was everyone had little digital timers that I guess they all got from prep classes. The girl next to the right of me, who was a real chatterbox, asked about my preparation and when I explained that I had only taken one test, she was like, "so you're one of those people." Anyway, I really should have prepared more because the time factor really messed me up. The first section was the logic games, and I was just not ready for that so soon. I think I actually had time to look at only 2/3 of the questions there. It was kind of frustrating, because I knew I should be doing better, but I was constantly wasting precious thinking time worrying about that whole time thing. The next section was reading, and that went way better, but I soon found out that it was the "test" section, meaning it won't count for anything. Then came the reasoning section, and I didn't have time to read 2 or 3 of those—well, I should have had time, but as soon as they said "5 minutes left" I started freaking out about time, and it was like a little loop in my head—"I'm almost out of time, better read faster; oh wait, what did I just read? I don't know but hurry up and read it again because you're almost out of time; wait, what did that just say... and so on." These are problems I don't think I'd have had with a little more preparation. Then came the break, and they gave us bagels. Then came another reading section, which I didn't do as well on as the first (didn't have time to answer a couple of questions). And then came a reasoning section that I finished just barely in time. Finally, there was the writing section. This was all too easy and actually kind of fun—we had to decide, based on a whole bunch of information, whether an anonymous scholarly association should hold its annual conference in a big city or at a small and quiet resort. I went with the small and quiet resort on reasoning of quality time vs. a quantity of attendees being distracted by a big city. So, anyway, I don't find out how I did until the end of the month, but I'll really be shocked if its as good as my practice score. I'm thinking low 160s, at best. Still good enough for BYU, but I don't see Harvard banging down my door.

After the LSAT, I had about 10 minutes for Frisbee at the intramural fields. It was fun, but I didn't even have time to feel warmed up. Then came conference, which I missed the first half for recovering from the LSAT, eating, and showering. And then I fell asleep for the second half. Mike and Candace were the only other guys at home. Have I mentioned that Geoff, a guy who saw my add online, has moved in. He seems pretty cool. He's working in Salt Lake, but has this girlfriend named Rachel down here. Anyway, he moved his stuff in on Friday, but I have yet to see him (only saw him when he was checking out the place). He's taking Mark's room, because he only wants to pay $200, and Mark's taking Jonathon's room (even though he still only wants to pay $200 as well). Hopefully we'll get someone for Marshall's room soon. Anyway, between sessions I caught some baseball (Both Atlanta and the Yankees won—but Red Sox won later, and get this: Marlins beat San Francisco. That just seems wrong, but I'm happy for Pudge). Then I went up to the institute building for Priesthood session. The interesting things there President Monson almost breaking out in song on Les Miz ("God on high"), but then returning to his normal limerick readings style for the rest of the lyrics. And then President Hinkley talking to the Bishops of the church. I started to leave during the middle of the closing song, but I passed by President Pinegar's office, and he just gave me this sort of sad look, so I was guilted into staying. Then I picked up some ice cream for the party tonight. Then I went over to Dave's house, where Mark and Dan and Dave and I had pizza, fought off Dave's dog, watched "Dr. Strangelove" and played Phase 10 until about 1:00 in the morning. Just like old times. Then I went home. Oh, and somewhere in that all, Becky called and invited me over for dinner tomorrow with Grandma and Grandpa, and I volunteered my pot roast as food, and I also called up Laura and invited her over for food. She said yes. Well, I'd better get to sleep so she can make me breakfast tomorrow. It should be a great day.

Posted October 04, 2003 (11:24 PM) | Comments (1)