As my hot cheerleader dropped me off at class today, I realized that this was my last class ever at my current law school. Never again will I see those classmates that i have grown to love, except maybe for a post mortem or two after finals. These are great memories and I will always look back on my first year of law school with fondness.
On the other hand, when a client bitches to me about how expensive my hourly rate is, i am going to delve into a nice rant about the last few weeks of my first year. I will mention how crappy not sleeping is, how cramming all this info into my brain hurt, and i will leave them with the notion that I possess endless knowledge of the body of law. Then after that 20 minute tirade, I will bill them for that time.
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