I wanted to go over my Constitutional Law notes tonight after class but instead spent the evening preparing for oral arguments. I have my first moot court next week and am trying to hide my thrill at being allowed to address the court as "My Lords and My Ladies" and my opposing council as "My Learned Friend."
When I watch period films, I have always secretly lusted after their use of language, how formal and stately and beautiful it was. And I just knew I could never, ever get away with using such high-minded language in my own life (my husband, for one thing, would put a quick stop to it). But next week, not only am I allowed to get all seventeeth century on everyone's ass, it's actually expected. Oh joy, oh joy!
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