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uppermyles · 2 years
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goto-university · 2 years
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johnypage95 · 1 month
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Which one should you choose:-
Passing on a trip to survey or work abroad oftentimes requires showing ability in the English language through government authorised tests. The Worldwide English Language Testing Framework (IELTS) and the Pearson Trial of English (PTE) are two of the evaluations that receive the most attention. https://www.amourion.com/blog/Which-one-should-you-choose/58
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m1ssunderstanding · 4 months
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accessprep · 9 months
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ceterisparibus116 · 6 months
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thoughts on the lsat getting rid of logic games?
How - how very dare.
I mean, actually, my objection is not to getting rid of logic games as they currently exist. It's true that logic games are the most difficult to make accessible because every tutor/book/etc. that I've ever heard of tells you that the way to solve logic games is by drawing diagrams. However, it's worth noting that logic games absolutely do not require you to diagram anything.
And I think it's kinda tragic that the legal profession apparently doesn't see that logic can and should be applied without diagrams - and also without narrative texts.
Here's the key: logic games consist of logical rules in a vacuum. Rather than giving you a paragraph or an entire essay to read, logic games simply give you a set of if-then rules. The test-taker must then see which of those if-then rules do (or don't) apply to different sets of facts.
And that is something most lawyers (heck, most people!) already seriously struggle with.
Here's the thing. If you keep reading comp and add a second logical reasoning section, the LSAT is basically just a glorified SAT/ACT. That doesn't help much, because, unfortunately, most lawyers do actually know how to evaluate and interpret a paragraph or an essay (which is what the reading comp and logical reasoning sections test).
What they don't necessarily understand is how to evaluate logical statements in a vacuum, without the guidance of a broader narrative flow, and then see if/how those logical statements apply to a given set of facts.
And that is exactly what logic games test.
In my opinion, removing logic games (and not replacing them with something analogous) results in more and more lawyers who can understand one individual case just fine, but don't understand how to extract logical principles from Set Of Facts A and see how the same principles do (or don't!) apply to Set Of Facts B.
And that is what's key to being a lawyer. Not being able to analyze a specific text, but being able to extract principles (aka logical rules) from a set of facts and then see if a different set of facts triggers the application of the same principles.
So, uh...yeah, I'm not thrilled. Logic games should be replaced with something that tests the same skills of principle-extraction and principle-application.
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owlchimedes · 7 months
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gooood morning! school has finally started back up, work is settling into a rhythm, the first round of LSATs is over, and my brain and body are marginally less on fire than usual.
a short mixed up todo for today:
clean up living room
clean kitchen
homecooked lunch
pay medical bills
bank reshuffle
email S
email E
email LK - Oct 2
email H
phone bank
lg assignment
bio assignment
take R to urgent care
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1619 book
white fragility pre&ch1
braiding sweetgrass until pecans
email perm group
holmgren 3-8
macnamara 1 & 2
capra scispi
perm cc statement
earth people's vid
eisenstein vid
pick perm site visit
prep perm design prop
prep perm persmap
phone home
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tutoring session 4:00
timesheet
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shion-yu · 3 months
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Ears Ringing
Cliff can't afford his meds and can't keep anything down anymore. My fill for my @badthingshappenbingo space "Ears Ringing." OC work, 2,816 words. TWs parental abuse, emeto, chronic illness whump, detailed hospital descriptions.
For years now. Cliff's neurological symptoms have been all over the place. Sometimes he's eloquent and polite, echoes of his former brilliance shining through. Other times he can't remember the names of simple objects or can't stop crying. Sometimes he walks fine, and then the next day he needs his wheelchair. It's inconsistent, frustratingly so, and Cliff can't stand it.
He's depressed. He knows he's depressed, but he can't do anything about it because he's already taking antidepressants and he's scared if he says anything they'll stick him in the psych ward. Phoenix always used to tell him he was crazy, and Cliff worries he is. He sees shadows in the corners of his eyes all the time and hears people in the apartment that aren't there. One time Elliot catches him with a knife in his hand in the middle of the night hunting for some unknown threat. It's bad, really bad. He's never hallucinated before but he is now nearly every day. It’s getting increasingly difficult for him to tell the difference between what’s real and what’s not.
Bothering other people with his problems is the last thing Cliff wants to do. Elliot's busy writing his album with Alex, Moira’s got her baby and Matt’s in law school. So Cliff's alone a lot of the time, which he doesn’t really mind but sometimes it’s easier for him to pretend everything is fine when he has someone else to pretend for. He dropped out of law school a year ago and he still hasn't figured out an alternative career path. He tutors people online to take the LSAT, which is enough to pay the rent on his tiny condemned apartment, but that's all. He can't take Elliot out and treat him because it seems his parents have washed their hands of him and he can barely keep up with the copays on all his medications. His parents haven't officially disowned him - yet - but when they found out he dropped out of law school they stopped sending him monthly support checks. 
Cliff's started halving his pills to make them last longer, and the first to go completely are the antidepressants and anxiety meds. After that he cuts out the ones that he knows don't necessarily keep him alive, just feeling better: the antiemetics and pain medications. Eventually all the ones that were giving him any sort of quality of life are gone, but he's still sort of okay until he starts running out of his steroids: it's when he starts halving his prednisone that the hallucinations begin.
He's spending more days in bed feeling sick than not at this point. He doesn't leave the apartment and Elliot seems to be getting increasingly worried despite Cliff's best efforts to put on a good show. He's losing weight by the day and he's vomiting nearly everything he eats up. Elliot tries to coax food into him but it's not working. Even Cliff's favorite Japanese and Chinese comfort foods cause him misery, so it's certainly not a matter of taste. At least he saves money not having to buy groceries. 
Cliff had promised Elliot that he'd never hide this stuff from him again back when they broke up. So he doesn't hide it and he never lies, but he tries to sound casual when he answers like it's not a big deal. If Elliot asks, Cliff admits that he's not feeling well, or that he's nauseous. Elliot starts keeping a journal of Cliff's intake and instances of vomiting, then realizes there's no way Cliff's actually retaining any nutrients. He makes Cliff an appointment with a GI specialist, but the wait is four months out. Elliot is worried Cliff can't wait that long and tries to convince Cliff to go to the emergency room, or at least tell his father and see if he'll order some tests, but Cliff refuses. He promised to communicate with Elliot, not anyone else. Lucky for Cliff, Elliot never seems to think to ask him about bills or voices that aren't there. And his dad is drinking again, so Cliff doesn’t bother talking to him.
It comes to a head when Elliot can't get a hold of Cliff. Their relationship is still young despite all of their history, it feels fragile, and Cliff isn't answering his phone. Elliot worries Cliff's withdrawing and doesn't really want to be in a relationship, but he can't bring himself to think that's true so easily. So he breaks into Cliff's apartment for answers and finds Cliff passed out on the bathroom floor soaked in piss and vomit. He doesn’t respond when Elliot shakes him and shouts his name, but at least he’s breathing. Elliot calls 911.
Cliff doesn't wake up on the ambulance ride to the hospital. Elliot's glad for that because he doesn't want how scared he feels to come out as anger. The scene is eerily familiar to how Elliot had found Cliff on the floor of their dorm room all those years ago, but Elliot tells himself it's not the same. He'll at least give Cliff the chance to explain why it isn't. Still, why hadn't Cliff told him how much he was struggling? He could have reached out and Elliot would have been over there to take care of him in a heartbeat.
"I didn't want you to worry," Cliff mumbled when he wakes up, before lurching forward and dry heaving into the emesis basin Elliot's holding. He has a high fever and Elliot thinks now's not the time to yell at him for being foolish. "I really thought I could manage," Cliff says through a single sob. Elliot's heart clenches in pity. Cliff's never known how to rely on other people thanks to his parents. Elliot wants Cliff to rely on him, but it's not something he can force. 
The doctors come in and ask if Cliff's been taking his medications as prescribed, especially the steroids. Their expressions are almost accusatory and Elliot doesn't understand why until Cliff looks down, face clearly ashamed. "Cliff, why not? Do you want to die?" Elliot asks, aghast.
His heart breaks when he hears Cliff whisper in the tiniest voice, "I couldn't afford them anymore." Elliot's still upset and worried, but suddenly he understands. Cliff starts crying; Elliot holds him close and tells him it's going to be alright, that they'll figure it out. He'll help Cliff pay for his meds as much as he can. When Shu comes by with food for Elliot he offers to let Cliff live with him for a while, in Alex's old bedroom. There's options. But right now, Cliff needs to focus on getting better.
The doctors tell them that Cliff's body went into shock from stopping his prednisone too quickly. He's lucky he's not in a coma. Not only that, but the granulomas on his lungs have grown and he has new ones on his brain. Does he have headaches, they ask him? Fatigue? Hallucinations? Cliff can't bring himself to look up as he answers yes to all of them. Has he ever fainted? Had a seizure? Cliff looks at Elliot for just a second, chest burning with shame. "I think I had one before Elliot found me."
After the doctors leave, grim faced and what Cliff feels is painfully judgemental, Elliot rubs Cliff’s back as Cliff begins to gasp for air and tears stream down his face. Elliot knows Cliff’s having a panic attack and tries to get him through it. “It’s gonna be okay, Cliffy,” he says sadly. “Talk to me.”
“I never lied to you, I swear,” Cliff says. Elliot feels his own eyes fill with tears.
“I know, shh,” Elliot soothes. “I wish you would have told me, but I know you didn’t lie. You’re going to get better and this is never gonna happen again.” Cliff just cries harder until he vomits. Elliot helps him shower while the nurse changes the sheets; it’s not how he had imagined their first time showering together after getting back together might go, but he’d rather be here than Cliff be alone right now.
Cliff's woefully underweight. His nausea is so bad that he can’t keep any oral medications down, either. They force an NG tube into him, which is one of the worst things Elliot's ever witnessed. He has to stand in the hall after the first failed attempt because it's so disturbing. It looks more like torture than treatment. Eventually they get it in and start the tube feeding, but the response isn't what’s expected. They haven't even brought it up to goal rate when Cliff begins projectile vomiting the tube feed all over like the fucking exorcist. The vomit makes him choke and he coughs the NG up less than twenty-four hours after they managed to get it down. Elliot holds him while he sobs and apologizes over and over. 
"I'm sorry," he cries, "I tried to keep it down, I really did." He's distraught and Elliot does his best to comfort Cliff, but he feels like there's so little he can do. He’s never seen Cliff cry this much and it’s breaking his heart.
As a result of the failed feeding tube, Cliff gets more tests and is diagnosed with gastroparesis: paralysis of the stomach. It could be temporary or it could be forever, they say. There's no way of knowing right now, but it explains why he hasn't been able to keep food down for a while. He needs a J-tube that will bypass his stomach to give him nutrition, and he gets that surgery two days later. 
The pain is unbearable. It takes days to get it under control despite finding no issues with the actual J-tube placement. Some people are just very sensitive to surgical pain and Cliff is unlucky enough to be one of them. He's so beat down by then that he just lies in bed clutching a pillow to his abdomen and sobs openly. Nothing really comforts him and Elliot doesn't know what to do. This is scary and he feels like he can't handle it on his own. Milo and his mom give him some support, but it's weird when neither of them are fans of Cliff to begin with. Shu and Alex come by to give Elliot a break sometimes. They sit with Cliff while Elliot takes a much needed rest at home where he can shower and scream in frustration a few times. 
It feels like whenever things start getting better for Cliff, some new aspect of his illness appears and they start over from the beginning. Elliot carries a certain level of regret that he wasn't there when Cliff was first diagnosed. Maybe if he was, he could have fought for Cliff to get diagnosed sooner. Maybe he could have protected Cliff from his father more. He tries to now, when Dr. Barrows comes not to help but to yell at Cliff for being so stupid as to stop taking his steroids. "Were you trying to kill yourself?" He snarls at Cliff, who shrinks back and can't answer. "Are you trying to humiliate me?" 
"Maybe if you guys spent just a tiny bit of your fortune on keeping your own freaking son alive, he wouldn't have to ration out his meds," Elliot spits at him. He doesn't care that Cliff's father is a famous surgeon. He's left his only son to struggle all by himself because of circumstances Cliff can't control, and so to Elliot he's the shittiest quack out there. 
"I don't remember Cliff ever asking us for help," Dr. Barrows points out coolly. Elliot can't argue with that. He doesn't know for sure, but it certainly wouldn’t surprise him if Cliff hadn't said anything to his parents. Even if they would have helped, who could blame Cliff when this was his dad? "And who the hell are you?"
"He's my boyfriend," Cliff says weakly. Something inside of Elliot is mended then. Cliff, who was once too scared to tell even a random passerby that they were together, is telling his father. Then, another piece of Elliot breaks when he watches Dr. Barrows cuff the side of Cliff's head with such force that Cliff's oxygen falls off. 
Cliff yelps in pain and grips his ear in shock, ears ringing. Elliot's horrified and frozen. Who the hell hits their own son while they're in a hospital bed? The pungent smell of whiskey probably has something to do with it. "You are not my son," he hisses venomously, then leaves. His hatred lingers in the air just as strong as the smell of booze. 
"Sorry," Cliff says after several seconds of awkward silence, breaking the spell. 
Elliot shakes his head as he jolts back to reality and rushes to Cliff's side, looping Cliff's oxygen back over his ears. He hugs Cliff close, shaking with anger. "There's no reason to be sorry," he insists. "The only person who should be sorry is your dad for being such a shitty person." Cliff flinches at Elliot's strong reaction, but he knows it's not directed towards him.
“Yeah,” Cliff says uncomfortably. “I guess. Thanks.”
It takes two weeks, but eventually Cliff is discharged: into the care of Elliot and the home of Shu, because the social worker says it’s not a very safe idea for him to live alone. Cliff hates feeling like he requires a round the clock babysitter, but he knows they’re right. He can’t walk more than a few steps and that’s with a walker, he’s not steady enough to use his crutches right now. Cliff promises he’ll keep quiet and not cause any problems, but Shu tells him that he should make himself feel at home. It’s a small two bedroom and Shu can’t help much monetarily, but he promises a safe and comfortable place where there’s always enough food on the table (figuratively, since Cliff doesn’t eat anymore). It’s what he promised Alex when he adopted him, Shu says, and he can promise Cliff that too now.
No matter how much he dislikes needing the help, being in Shu’s home makes a world of difference. It’s warm and homey there and Cliff likes how he can see into the backyard from the kitchen table. There’s a bird feeder and a swingset back there, which Shu says was from the prior owner but he never removed because he had wanted kids someday. Alex was twelve when he came to live with Shu, so a bit old for it, but Cliff imagines him there anyways. Elliot and Alex are around all the time since Shu’s garage doubles as their music studio, and sometimes Cliff bundles under blankets and watches them practice. Sometimes Alex’s boyfriend Ryo is there and he watches too. Elliot drives Cliff back and forth to doctors appointments, PT and OT in the same old car they used to have so much fun in back in college. He finds every co-pay assistance program available for Cliff to utilize, but then money starts appearing in Cliff’s bank account again every month from his parents. Elliot thinks maybe his words couldn’t do much, but they apparently did something. Well, his words combined with Moira giving their father absolute hell when she found out what happened.
It’ll be Christmas soon. There’s snow on the ground and the cardinals that visit Shu’s bird feeder look so lovely and bold against the white. Cliff’s sitting in Shu’s kitchen watching them as Elliot brews tea. “Can I tell you something?” Cliff says.
“Of course. Anything,” Elliot says, carrying a steaming mug over and placing it on the kitchen table. He sits next to Cliff and leans his cheek in his hand. His green eyes are so lovely, Cliff thinks to himself. 
“I miss living together,” Cliff admits. Elliot looks surprised, but then nods.
“I miss it too.”
“Living here reminds me of when we visited that cabin upstate, all the way back in freshman year,” Cliff says. “That was the best vacation ever.”
“Seriously?” Elliot asks, smirking a little. “Even though we both had terrible head colds and spent the entire weekend in bed?”
“Yeah,” Cliff said, smiling fondly. “It felt like a real home, for the first time in my life.”
Elliot stands and hugs Cliff, planting a kiss on his temple. “I’m not sure when we’ll move in together, but we can definitely go on vacation again,” he says honestly. He doesn’t want to rush things this time, like he felt like they had the first time around. 
Cliff nods. “I’d like that.”
Elliot rests the side of his head against the top of Cliff’s head. “You keep getting better and then we can go, deal? Maybe sometime after Christmas.” Cliff hums easily in agreement. He’ll keep working hard to get stronger so they can do the fun stuff they used to do together as soon as possible.
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uppermyles · 2 years
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johnypage95 · 3 months
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roachmattea · 1 month
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omg mattea wants to be a lawyer…. that’s so real i also want to be a lawyer :)
yes!!!!!!! mattea was a tutor for the lsat for awhile but took a break from pursuing law school to do some journalism and podcasting .... you are just like mattea as well
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feeshies · 1 year
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I've never felt like the smart one. Of course I would be told that I have a "unique perspective when it comes to looking at the world" or that I'm "intelligent in a way schools can't track" but it's like "great, how does that help me get a job?" Because I spent k-12 always feeling intellectually and mentally behind. Maybe I was smart in other areas, but only one area in my life had a grading system to calculate exactly how not smart I was. I knew what the "smart kids" looked like, and I was ever one of them. I was the kid who had to be taken out of class multiple times a week to get treatment for his learning disability. I was the kid who frequently got zeroes on his assignment because he thought he was too stupid to do anything, so he didn't bother. I was the kid who always felt behind everyone else.
Things got better in college and after, but even then I had to face the same hurdles. When I was studying for the LSAT, I couldn't use my disability accommodations when I took practice tests. My tutor told me I should rethink my goals.
But now, it feels like every other day I've been accepted to another law school with scholarships. It's getting to a point where I'm actually losing track of which schools are available to me. And every time this happens I feel stunned because this isn't supposed to happen to people like me. This is supposed to happen to the smart kids, the kids who got straight A's, were known for their academic intelligence, and didn't have learning disabilities. I've never been that.
And I'm proud of myself and I want to talk about it, but then I remember that fucking lady on Twitter who made a post like "I like to drink coffee with my husband in the morning", and people tore her to shreds.
So I feel incredibly anxious talking about this too much because I know how it sounds. And for what it's worth, getting accepted to law school doesn't mean I'll do well. It doesn't even mean I'll graduate, pass the bar, or become a lawyer. I just want to be a little proud in this moment, because I didn't think this would happen to me. But I'm sorry if I bring it up too much.
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yourlegalbestie · 6 months
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11/09/23 | 1 day till the lsat (!!!)
hi everyone !
i've been so busy with law school applications and my lsat practice. i write on saturday morning !
if any of you have already written, or are writing on friday or saturday, wishing you the best of luck ! it feels good to have finally made it to the end..
like i mentioned, i still definitely want to keep studying and practicing the lsat. i want to keep improving so that i can one day provide tutoring services to future law school students. but i'll probably give myself a small break after saturday before i get back to studying LOL
thanks for coming along with me up until here ! the next era is starting soon <3
with love,
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owlchimedes · 9 months
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bleh. I think I’ve slept more than I’ve been awake since Saturday afternoon. Does anyone have tips for manifesting more spoons out of thin air?
school
finpa 544
study for lsat
life
schedule dr appt
water houseplants
vacuum carpet
clean kitchen
run laundry x2
collect mail
txt S
txt A
txt M
insurance wrangling
boh wrangling
work/admin
banweb
gusto
emails
schedule lsat
schedule lsat tutoring
follow up ga job app
cohort scheduling
write hiring posting
design exp signage
write aug newsletter
create sm plan
harvest share ads
eventbrite updates
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