March 28, 2011
so, I’m getting ready to do the LSAT…again. in the interest of providing some pro bono advice on doing well on the LSAT, here are some non-official but pretty solid tips that I’ve discovered on my own journey.
1. take a mock LSAT cold (without studying beforehand). even though you will most likely feel like somebody has peed all over your brain afterwards, this is a great indicator of where you need to focus your attention on while studying. also, if you weren’t born a genius, the score you’ll receive is a great motivator as well.
2. decide whether you will take a class or not. taking a class is recommended if you aren’t very good at time management, or you do better if someone is explaining the concepts to you. also consider taking a class if you score under 150-155 on your mock LSAT. If you have a busy schedule because of work or school, or you are somebody who learns better by being hands-on, or if you (like me) develop your own way of thinking through things, don’t take a class. especially if that last point is true for you. it will screw your head up if you learn one way and someone else teaches you another.
3. use the powerscore bibles. holy crap are they so much better than kaplan, princeton, whatever else is on the market these days. trust me.
4. use real preptest exams. try to avoid prep books that have “example questions” or exams that haven’t ever actually been featured in the LSAT because, well, why have margarine when you could have butter? you can find everything on amazon, or if you’re a less scrupulous individual, on certain sites online for free. however, be warned that the latter is illegal and, after all, you ARE studying to get into law school, aren’t you?
5. make a schedule from day 1 (whenever you start studying) to test day. make sure to devote more time to logic games and logical reasoning (the former because it is considered the hardest section, and the latter because there are 2 of these sections on the LSAT). however, if you find yourself failing hard on a particular type of section, focus your attention there. do not allot less than an absolute minimum of 3 months to study from start to finish unless you have done the LSAT before, or are otherwise seeking complete and utter annihilation on test day.
6. stick to your gorram schedule. do not fall behind, because you will have to work double as hard to catch up. you may eat, sleep, and breathe the LSAT for 3-6 months, but remember that you are doing this because you want to eat, sleep, and breathe LAW for, hopefully, a good deal of your future career. if you can’t handle the heat…think things over.
here’s a highly recommended list of schedules. pick whichever one fits whatever time you have left the best.
7. if you find yourself repeating the same kind of mistake, write it down on a piece of paper and remind yourself of it every time you do a game or a section. you will kick yourself hard if, for example, you know how to do the questions, but constantly don’t read the question carefully and therefore do the work all wrong.
8. heed my advice. trust me, you’ll thank me for not having to learn it the hard way!
good luck to everybody!
 – I posted a much more detailed, much less snarky edition on my new blog, Law or Bust. if you’re actually really quite interested in doing well on the LSAT it wouldn’t hurt to look at that version as well.
September 3, 2010
most everybody knows the “divide by 2 and add 7” rule. society dictates that you are not supposed to date somebody who hasn’t reached a certain age. for instance, if you were 30, it would be seen as socially unacceptable to enter a relationship with somebody under 22 (despite no legal barriers).
is age just a number, though? can a “spark” or chemistry transcend the number of years that somebody has lived on this planet?
personally I think that the current ‘rule’ makes sense – this will be a surprise to anybody who knows me, as I am constantly teased for dating “old men”. there will be exceptions, but I believe that generally a relationship has to consist of two components who can connect on similar experiences, and that usually requires them to be in the same generation. of course this change in attitude comes from a recent experience, where I found out on the 3rd date that the individual who had intentions of pursuing me was more than double my age. I was closer to his son’s age than his. I took a lot away from my time with him – he was very considerate, caring, honest, mature (everything I was looking for in a person) and, if I had to be crude, deceptively young-looking – but once his age came out things undeniably changed for me. this whole situation was – and is still – unchartered territory for me, and I find myself reconsidering my stance on the age question.
my question for self-reflection – will I change my stance again when I grow older?
August 23, 2010
the popular one-episode series based on my childhood memories makes a come-back!!
this one was recalled recently, while mildly trying to recall/explain to a friend why I harbour such a strong dislike for the song “greensleeves“.
when I was but a young child, my folks had this then-considered cutting-edge computer game (think gigantic pixels) that was geared towards teaching its audience how to do simple math (adding, subtracting, multiplying, and dividing) under the guise of protecting a castle from invaders. to make it more challenging, by each level players would have to type in the answer to a math question increasingly quicker and quicker to prevent the invader from breaching the castle wall. if you made it onto the top 10 scoreboard, the song “greensleeves” would play while you were prompted to type in three letters representing your initials to forever enshrine your glorious victory.
I’m not ashamed to say that I thoroughly kicked that game’s butt. of course, being the snotty little kid I was, I thought it would be hilarious to write in dirty words like “ASS” and “SHT” whenever I got a high score; of course the most scandalous one, “FUK” (or “FUC”, I can’t remember which one little-me decided to input that fateful day), was reserved for the very highest score.
it was only after my initial glee had subsided after surveying my childish work that I immediately became fearful of my little butt’s welfare should my mom discover my indiscretions. so subsequently you can imagine that I spent the next while playing feverishly trying to erase all the high scores. however, I will tell you right now that my math is sub-par under stress, and although I managed to clear out most of the records, that elusive high score just could not be beaten. but damn it, I tried. I calculated my little heart out and even though I trained myself to the extent that I was guaranteed to get onto the scoreboard with every effort (and hear that mocking song play every forsaken time), I never made the high score. I hadn’t realized it then, but those were the memories that caused me to forever associate the mournful tune with a victory that just doesn’t quite cut it.