Grades and other adult stuff...

Today we got our grades back. For weeks we've been complaining about Moot Court and the kickball-esque partner selection process that goes along with it, which is guaranteed to breed compulsion and doubt in even the heartiest of egos. In the midst of the drama surrounding the grade release, my roommate suggested that perhaps they require partners for Moot Court so we won't just quit and never come back after we get our grades. In light of my less than stellar showing in one class, I have to say that the theory has possibilities. Accountability to someone else for half of a brief that is due in three days has a lot to do with the fact that I am trying to be responsible instead of drowning my sorrows in one of the multitude of seedy bars positioned conveniently across the street from the law school. I hate being an adult sometimes.