On my very last night in Boston I could wax poetic on what the city has meant to me for the past three years, or I could lament the fact that I haven’t packed a thing at 11pm when the movers come at 8am, or I could post this magnificent work of art.
So thirty days since you’ve last heard from me. An explanation is appropriate. Let’s break it down.
The Week Before the Bar Exam: I powered through the sore throat that appeared to possibly be strep throat, but when you’re studying for the bar you don’t have time for silly doctors so you just do what you gotta do. The baristas at the Boylston and Mass Ave Starbucks in Boston became very familiar faces as I was taking over a table there for 7-10 hrs at a time. I had the opportunity to try a ton of things on the menu that I never tried, and I got to say despite being a little medicine-y I am kind of a fan of the new Vivanos.
Jacob Javits and His Center: So the Sunday before the exam, I stuffed every article of clothing into my car (and life has been very Jewel-esque since then, with me going out to the car to find an outfit in the morning), made a pitstop at my parents’ place in New Jersey for the night, and then stayed at my grandparents’ place in Brooklyn for the week of the exam. The night before the exam I went to sleep that night thinking I stood no chance of actually passing. The next morning, when my train to the exam idled on the Manhattan Bridge for 20 minutes, I thought, “You know what… this was meant to be, the train knows I shouldn’t even bother showing up.” Of course I was being dramatic and was still on time anyway. The essay portion was kind of like throwing a bunch of legal shit at the wall and hoping something sticks. The NY Multiple Choice was a nightmare. The Multi-State Multiple Choice was not as bad as I think everyone else painted it out to be. I think the delicious Chipotle burrito I had during the lunch break of the second day had all the answers to the afternoon session in it. I don’t find out my results until November, and I’m not making any promises.
I Am Job: Well I had a job that I started the week after the exam but decided it was not right for me so I am no longer doing said job anymore. That’s all that really needs to be said about that. So now I am in the process of finding something that I will like. Yep.
Gradge Partay: After college EVERYONE had a graduation party, it was kind of fun but also kind of annoying. I decided sit back and not have one back then. Now, attending a graduation party instead of a wedding would be a novelty for my friends, so my brother and I decided we’d have a joint graduation party since he happened to (miraculously) graduate college this year as well. It was a blast and fun to see some of my friends’ reactions who had never been to my parents’ “estate.” Oh, we didn’t let a little rain stop us from going in the pool either.
Hell in Hell’s Kitchen: I had the week from hell -literally- when trying to find an apartment with Dave somewhere on the west side of Manhattan. We tried searching all apartment postings on craigslist which led to the old bait and switch (”OH! That apartment you wanted to see just got rented today, so so sorry about that, but we have other units available!!”), we tried working with the broker that Dave’s firm recommended, we tried going door to door to doorman buildings and seeing if there were any openings (which is actually a good method), and finally the magic method was showing up at an open house that we found through the “by owner” listings on craigslist. We saw apartments where bedrooms had no natural light, we saw spiral staircases that you couldn’t use if you had a waist greater than 30″, and we saw many a nightmare-ish 5th floor walk-up (and a 6th floor walk-up!), but when we saw our baby we knew she was the one. So after Labor Day Weekend we will be moving into our lovely two bedroom apartment in lovely Hell’s Kitchen that will fit all my lovely furniture and it will be lovely.
Wrapping It Up: And now… I’m back in Boston tying up loose ends with my apartment, packing up, hoping I stumble upon a some amazing job posting online, and having a proper goodbye with the city where I had some bad times but also a lot of good times as well.
