I'm about to take my corporations exam. I've got my computer all set up, my exam document open and ready to type, my casebook, my supplement readings, my backup flash drive, my in-case-it's-freezing fleece, my Fiji water, my cashews, and best of all... my gummi bears. Sounds good, huh? If it weren't for the fact that I'm about to submit myself to three hours of torture, it would be a party in here.
I've chosen to take my exam in a classroom in our law school's Slaughter Hall, in honor of how I feel about this experience. As scary as that sounds, consider that my alternative was Brown/Withers!
For anyone who reads this between 2 and 5pm eastern time, please send corporate thoughts my way.