Another shot of pain, please

With finals coming close, the stress in the air is becoming more noticeable than the New Orleans stench. 1L's are running around the campus bitching about finals and how the stress is so painful, 2L's are whining about the load and having another year to go, and 3L's are just drinking more beer awaiting graduation. They always say, "The first year they scare you to death, the second year they work you to death, and the third year they bore you to death." I don't know about the third year, but the first two conjunctive elements of that statement are dead on. Law school is a different animal. I've said it before and I'll say it again, it changes you as a person. For better or for worse, I don't know. But at least I feel smarter. More cynical too. It's amazing how many stress-relief seminars that the school has in place to keep you from going insane. I have to say the most effective of the seminars are the ones that provide beer. Who in the hell promotes beer drinking as stress relief? Leave it to those damn attorneys. You're taught your whole life that consuming alcohol as a stress relief mechanism means that you're an alkie. Not according to this profession. Here it's a character building exercise. Drink the pain away and go on to the next case. Lawyers are better than anyone when it comes to separating feelings from logic. If you want logic, seek an attorney. If you want feelings, go join an activist group. Most people say, "Wow that's immoral!" Who cares, it's logical and that's all that matters.