- 2 a.m. last night – Drive home from studying civ pro with my bro. Asleep by 3.
10 a.m. – wake up, fix lunch drive to OKC
11 a.m. – Went by Coits for a diet Root Beer, then to grocery store to buy some low-carb study snacks
Afternoon – @ OCU trying to study with occasional email breaks
6 p.m. – Drive to Moore to pick up Crunchtime & BarBRI books for Civ Pro from friend
7-11 p.m. – Study @ Border’s bookstore in Norman until they close
11 p.m – Drove to IHOP in Norman. Ordered coffee and coffee strips. Still working on my civ pro outline.
11:30 – The girl in the next booth asked to borrow my ink pen. I normally wouldn’t loan out my lucky fountain pen but she’s cute and reminds me of the girl from Ghost World (maybe its because she’s sitting with another girl and they both seem like inseperable friends) She has blond hair dyed bright red and is wearing red cat ears and has tons of piercings and tats. She seems pretty quirky but cool in a nerdy-punk kind of way. (really to nerdy to be a real punk, but almost more cute for being that way)
12:25 a.m. – Finished outline (down to 16 pages from the 33 page outline someone else wrote that I started with), now starting abridgement of that outline… would like to get that puppy down to 4-5 pages that I can memorize easier.
12:40 a.m. – She give me back my pen. The other girl is even more interesting. Very moody. Dressed in all black. Smoking and writing. Doesn’t get cooler than that. She has a pretty smile. I am really sad writing at my laptop about the people in thext booth.
I ask them what they’re writing about. They say, oh we’re just being gay (a reference to an earlier cell phone joking conversation one had about writing poetry) I say, “that’s ok. Sounds better than what I’m doing.” One of them askes what I’m doing. I say “studying law which I HATE!”
“Well then don’t you do something about it?”
That’s the question of the night right there. Why do I do something I hate ? Good question…
12:46 – Shoot they just left. Too bad. They were rather fun to eavesdrop on. Now listening to Belle and Sebastian on my headphones. Almost out of smokes. (FYI: I only smoke during finals.)
12:50 – Waitresses just switched out.
1 a.m. – Drove home
1:30 a.m. – Uploaded by outline to the website and posted this.
The next 12 hours — sleep for awhile, then in the morning wake up and cram like crazy. Final exam then is from 2-5 p.m. Then I go to work at 6 p.m. until Midnight.
Happy, happy, joy, joy, happy, happy, joy, joy!
Fun times ahead let me tell you! Remember these words if you’re thinking of going to L-school and happened to stumble across this site: Follow Nancy Reagan’s advise: JUST SAY NO! Friends don’t let friends go to law school.