Help, I am a victim of law school disorder

(I don't know why this photo applies exept for the obvious causal link between law school and alcohol)

Today I completed my last class of the semester. I wont have another class until year 2007 (sounds much more dramatic that way)...

I feel a mixture of emotions but the overriding one is the feeling of being on pause. I can't be totally relieved but there is still a steep calm in the air. I finished all my classes, but I can't put a sense of closure behind me until the last final. Feelings of ecstasty and acceptance are around the corner- I can sense them, but in order to get there I have to cross the finish line first. Its exactly like how you feel the night before your last race of the season, when you are about to resign to restful sleep but you know you have an arduous path ahead.

Anway, we had to turn in a reflective essay to our civil procedure professor yesterday and I created a list of the little things I have learned about law school:

1. a brief is certainly anything but "brief"
2. a good memo is actually multiple pages long (how about 11?)
3. If you dont learn how to read rules, your kids wont go to college
4. Law school has nothing to do with learning the law

These are the things law school has given me this semester:
Fear, confidence, anxiety, passion, humility, frustration, a profound love for alcohol, and a new social network of like-minded massochists.

Does this sound like boot camp to anyone else?