My sister-in-law just found out that she passed the Pennsylvania Bar today. Knowing what I know now about the Bar Exam process, I realize that most people would be worn to a raw emotional and mental nub, somewhere around the level of a wet cat. Well, that appeared to have happened to Rebecca*, but she was still able to show up, take the Bar, and kick its ass.
That is some very, very impressive stuff right there. Congrats, Becca.
*Oh, I kid.