Thursday, December 16, 2004

Cant breathe

It seems to me that studying the night before the final is like those cups of water they give you when you are running a 5k. The water is a nice gesture, and probably would be helpful if you werent running. Instead you choke and aspirate most of it, wishing that you hadnt drank that water in the first place.

Im sitting here cramming the damn MPC into my head. This test will be my hardest because I am very disinterested in crim law. Very ironic considering 4 months ago i started law school wanting to be a prosecutor. I suppose everyone is entitled to change their mind. Im even banking on that with that hot 2L sitting nearby.

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