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« on: March 21, 2007, 10:17:18 AM »
Back in June last year I registered and attended the LSAT testing. UH!! I am located in Florida and I drove about an hour to Broward county, near miami. The facility was sort of run down but that was NOT what I was bothered about. When I was practicing for the LSAT thru Kaplan I was informed that there might be circumstances that I would have to be prepared for, including having no room to spread out both the answer sheet and the ques. booklet, uncomfortable, hard, plastic chairs that are connected to the desks and set in place making it hard to get comfortable. A/c being too cold, or the room being stuffy and hot (so layer your clothing in case you need to put more on or take some off) etc.. we learned that we need to be prepared and I was ready for that.. I was ready to be fingerprinted, to have my ID ready and i almost expected a strict atmosphere where NOTHING goes un-noticed!! That is not how my experience went.
I got to the facility, we waited in a huge line of hundreds of people waiting to find their group. We were asked to show ID and then put into lines of 20 something. It was hot outside but I was prepared like I said and I just took off my sweater. Then we were escorted to a room where we had to wait in line until the proctor's were ready to finger-print and ID us. We filed in and went through all that and took seats whereever we wanted. I chose a seat in the back so noone could kick my chair. The people that arrived for the test were not what I had expected but everyone has the right to try so I was just a lil surprized. Some guys I saw looked like bums since their pants were hanging half way off their butts!!
The point of the story came when someone asked to leave to use the restroom(which was supposed to be prohibited until designated times) and they were permitted to leave, noone even checked to see WHO was coming back in and sitting in their chair. Nothing was organized, the proctors could hardly read the instructions, and we are about to take the first section when a girl raises her hand to let them know that she is LEFT handed and their were no LEFT handed desks left!! At first I had sympathy for her but then I got pissed.. the proctors couldn't find a left handed desk in the entire school so they gave her and the girl next to her a TABLE!! and since the desk chair couldnt be removed from the desk she was in before, they provided her with a huge office recliner!!!! I freaked!! I thought it was totally unfair, she had so much room, she had both her booklet and answer sheet on the table with her timer and all her pencils. I had to hold all that extra stuff on my LAP. She was leaned back and stretching her legs and all comfy in her lounge chair as I twisted and turned on the hard plastic chair attached to my desk UH@@!!
The real frustration was that.. as soon as the test began I happen to look over and caught her writing with her RIGHT HAND!!! after all that she was LYING!! Im sorry this is just my horror story. I did fine and I have been accepted to three schools but still I just wanted to share my horror story, oh and did I forget to mention I was there for SEVEN whole hours? Yeh. That was also pretty bad. Broward Comm. College should be reported!


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« Reply #1 on: March 21, 2007, 04:10:17 PM »
The first time I took the test I had an enormous table (about 7 feet wide, 4 feet deep) all to myself with a big, fancy desk.  I scored below my practice average.

The second time I took the test I took it in my school's large auditorium with those annoying half-desks that swivel up from the side of each seat, which did not fit my answer sheet and test booklet at the same time, with people sitting all around me within very close proximity.  I scored better than my practice average.

Go figure.

« Reply #2 on: April 25, 2007, 01:43:56 PM »
Maybe it was just a psych grad project to see how pissed test-takers of a famously arbitrary test would get? When you get to law school, buy yourself a large recliner and never look back . . . except to say, "Ha! Now who has the large recliner?"

My story is on test day my car wouldn't start. Not only that, but the ignition wouldn't even turn over. I borrowed a friend's car and headed the hour-drive to the testing center I had never been to. Couldn't find a open garage for half an hour, and then found out I was on the other side of this massive campus. Sprinted to the center and then waited for half an hour :)

I got a left-handed seat, but am right-handed. So, I moved to a right-handed seat and a proctor-ite said the seating was assigned. I responded cheerily, "No, I'm fine. Thank you." And she said, "Um. No, I mean you'll have to move." I said, "Thanks for thiking of me, but I'm fine." She let it go.

I took the test with everything the way I wanted it and still bombed. 152. Let me put this in perspective: I took the LSATs cold (I went an undergrad with no pre-law program, and thus had no one to tell me this was a stupid idea), and got a 153. Then I paid my 1200 bucks or whatever it was and took the KAPLAN course and was flying high and cocky testing consistently between 160 and 164 (12 tests). Then the actual test knocked me down to below where I had ever been. (Even if I'm lying to you and the range was 158-160 (which I'm not and it wasn't), that is a 6-8 point drop. Massive. So large that were all those tests plotted, 152 would be a statistical outlyer, an anomaly. Statistically irrelevant. However, in the real world, 152 is the ONLY relevant figure (not even my 153 made it to Rutgers' decision process), and if 152 is my mantle of shame to be worn, then I take great pride at being (conceivably) the dumbest-guy-on-paper at the school.

I did horrible at logic games during Kaplan, but on the test, it surpassed my reading comp. (which trended highest in Kaplan). The passages on the test were WAY more interesting than I could deal with. I was especially interested in the passage on how African Masks used as currency were used to group the aesthetic signatures of disparate tribal cultures (i.e., how something purely practical to indigenous African culture had been appropriated by a colonizing culture in order to "mark" the aesthetic achievements of the indigenous culture---Imagine this playing out with our currency and Canada's. Imagine someone thinking that the looney, or the hundred-dollar bill was a good indicator of our aestetic achiements ...). Anyway, despite trying not to, curiosity got the better of me and I read, fully, every word of the reading comp passages.

The moral: Reading is dangerous. Stop reading, kids.

Miraculously, I still got into law school. I attribute this to selling my soul, and those of everyone around me, in a past life. When I got accepted, as excited as I was, I might have been more excited that I would never take the LSAT again.

I'm not at all about discrimination, but if the LSAT was a person, I would put that person on an iceflow, send them out to sea, and never look back.

« Reply #3 on: May 06, 2007, 06:26:39 PM »
Man that stinks, BKPKLM34546.  I wonder what she ended up scoring.  She sounds like a future "gunner".  ;)