Tomorrow is my last final of my first semester. I still have yet to figure out if I'm coming to DC for New Years. Oh well. In the meantime: Jamie Lynne Spears is pregnant.
And of course the media will glorify her and her 16-year-old pregnancy.
I only thank God that my 14 year old sister doesn't watch Nickelodeon. Or she would think it would be cool to get pregnant. Come on people, teach your children about safe sex for the love of God.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
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Law school finals tend to make people go crazy in ways unimaginable. For example, groups of friends break up over the Erie Doctrine explanation, couples (in law school and not in law school) start to fight excessively, and everyone looks like you shot their puppy in the face. For me, i've effectively thrown myself into studying because it seemed a lot more fun than actually dealing with life and real world. The nervous breakdowns only arise whenever I see my fellow overachieving classmates saunter into my study room with their color-coded, bound outlines. Ok, really? Obviously you would have rather click "font color" than review the meaning of consideration. And where the hell are you getting the cash for BINDING YOUR 40 PAGE OUTLINE?!
Two days until my first final and I can say that I've studied in every room on campus since the beginning of the year. As reading/study period starts to wane, the level of panic seems to increase and all I can think about is: My plane ticket to DC is going to be very, very expensive for New Year's.
Yes folks, I have not purchased a flight that will take me across the country to celebrate the most disappointing holiday of the year. Therein lies where I've ignored all my problems. First of all, on its face, it does not appear as if anyone has a place for me to stay. Second of all, friends that I want to see may or may not be in town. And lastly, I don't want stir up bad memories and feelings to inundate me before I return for spring semester.
So, question of the day: Should I come to Washington, D.C. to ring in 2008? Or maybe I should just stay in my parents house, pop a sleeping pill and thank God that 2007 is over and be grateful that I got through it alive.
Two days until my first final and I can say that I've studied in every room on campus since the beginning of the year. As reading/study period starts to wane, the level of panic seems to increase and all I can think about is: My plane ticket to DC is going to be very, very expensive for New Year's.
Yes folks, I have not purchased a flight that will take me across the country to celebrate the most disappointing holiday of the year. Therein lies where I've ignored all my problems. First of all, on its face, it does not appear as if anyone has a place for me to stay. Second of all, friends that I want to see may or may not be in town. And lastly, I don't want stir up bad memories and feelings to inundate me before I return for spring semester.
So, question of the day: Should I come to Washington, D.C. to ring in 2008? Or maybe I should just stay in my parents house, pop a sleeping pill and thank God that 2007 is over and be grateful that I got through it alive.
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