Two words which strike fear in unsuspecting students. The application process is enough to break the will of even the most stalwart academics. Applying to law school involves the equivalent of sacrificing your first born on the alter of admissions. They poke, they prod, they test, and they read every last thing about you. You spend hours upon hours studying for a test which doesn't make sense in the context of application. Questions are presented with 500 word articles and games which are enough to make the most calm savant succumb to insanity. In the midst of the chaos that is the LSAT, you have to write personal statements which delve into the deep recesses of your motivation for wanting to become a law student. The admissions people gauge your writing capacity by scraping every last ounce of experience you have from the bottomless pit of story you have. On top of that, you have the experience of asking your professors to list your strengths and weaknesses in letters that you're never able to see. All the while, your GPA and academic history is combed through with a fine tooth comb... and yet, at the end of all this, you become part of the select few who get to stand on the door steps of wealth and say, "I went through it." God I love law school. What is it like to be a law school applicant you ask?
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Law school. Two words which strike fear in unsuspecting students. The application process is enough to break the will of even the most stalwart academics. Applying to law school involves the equivalent of sacrificing your first born on the alter of admissions. They poke, they prod, they test, and they read every last thing about you. You spend hours upon hours studying for a test which doesn't make sense in the context of application. Questions are presented with 500 word articles and games which are enough to make the most calm savant succumb to insanity. In the midst of the chaos that is the LSAT, you have to write personal statements which delve into the deep recesses of your motivation for wanting to become a law student. The admissions people gauge your writing capacity by scraping every last ounce of experience you have from the bottomless pit of story you have. On top of that, you have the experience of asking your professors to list your strengths and weaknesses in letters that you're never able to see. All the while, your GPA and academic history is combed through with a fine tooth comb... and yet, at the end of all this, you become part of the select few who get to stand on the door steps of wealth and say, "I went through it." God I love law school.
Two words which strike fear in unsuspecting students. The application process is enough to break the will of even the most stalwart academics. Applying to law school involves the equivalent of sacrificing your first born on the alter of admissions. They poke, they prod, they test, and they read every last thing about you. You spend hours upon hours studying for a test which doesn't make sense in the context of application. Questions are presented with 500 word articles and games which are enough to make the most calm savant succumb to insanity. In the midst of the chaos that is the LSAT, you have to write personal statements which delve into the deep recesses of your motivation for wanting to become a law student. The admissions people gauge your writing capacity by scraping every last ounce of experience you have from the bottomless pit of story you have. On top of that, you have the experience of asking your professors to list your strengths and weaknesses in letters that you're never able to see. All the while, your GPA and academic history is combed through with a fine tooth comb... and yet, at the end of all this, you become part of the select few who get to stand on the door steps of wealth and say, "I went through it." God I love law school.