Halloween and LSAT score release day are next week, which means now is as good a time as any for an LSAT horror story. I’ll get this haunted hayride started with my recent traumatizing encounter with the October LSAT:
It was a dark and stormy night… scratch that, it was an overcast and gloomy morning. I normally wake up around noon, but the piercing alarm shook me from unconsciousness at the crack of dawn, which, boys and girls, is quite terrifying. It wouldn’t have been so bad had I gone to bed early the night before, as I always tell my students to do, but I had been fighting mono for about three weeks, and had spent the previous night tossing and turning in a pool of fever sweat.
After stumbling into the shower and getting dressed, I took my temperature. It was a relatively low 100 degrees, but I was still in no condition to take one of the most feared standardized tests known to man. But like any protagonist in a horror story, I stubbornly ignored reason and soldiered on. After having a delicious Ensure for breakfast (solid food had been off the table for a week), like a zombie I wandered to the LSAT testing center. In our room it was pretty cold, but I had my rising fever to keep me warm. I knew I should turn back, just cancel and get out of there, but I pressed on into my certain doom.
The LSAT was largely a blur, and before I knew it I was back home. The first thing I did was check my temperature, which had risen to above 102. However low my LSAT score turned out to be, at least it would be higher than my temperature.
And like any good horror story, this one ends with a cliffhanger. I didn’t cancel my LSAT score. The end of my LSAT horror tale is still to be written. Fittingly, LSAT scores are scheduled to be emailed on Halloween, so people across America might be facing a fate similar to mine in about a week.
What about you guys? What’s your scariest LSAT horror story?