Damn me.
My friend called and told me I won the first round of the oral advocacy competition…so I get to wake up at 8:00 tomorrow and go to school on a Saturday to participate in the next round. ARGH.
Why so bitter? Because I didn’t want to win the first round in the first place. The whole thing was just so ridiculous. First we had to write an appellate brief on whatever side we were taking on a particular case…and then we were all forced to participate in this so-called “first round” by dressing up in our suits, standing in front of two professors pretending to be judges, and getting berated and verbally abused by them as they try to poke holes in our argument. I was the seventh person to go, and the six people before me all looked like they were going to cry after they finished. I was thinking, “Oh…f*ck me I’m going to get killed!” So what happens? My defense mechanism automatically kicks in and I start giving the judges attitude when they ask me questions. And you know what? THEY LIKED THAT. Instead of getting offended, they deemed me the winner in my class. F*CK.
And what’s worse was we all had the opportunity to bow out before any winner was chosen—we just had to give notice by Wednesday before the actual arguments took place. I, thinking that I wasn’t going to win, didn’t decline a damn thing because I thought I didn’t have to! And now that’s totally bit me in the ass. It’s freaking 9:15 PM and I have to read 5 sh*t cases, prepare my rules, and sacrifice some babies in the hopes that I don’t get my ass beat this time around….because it’s going to be 15 minutes of me being a big, big, b*tch.
The only good thing about this is I get to sh*t on this girl who thought she did really well. She’s a stupid whore. And she got OWNED.