curses upon you!

Soooo….

   I’m definitely supposed to be writing my law paper right now, the one I keep ranting to anyone and everyone about the unfairness of, but in the procrastinating section of my brain I have convinced myself that maybe typing out a blog post will “warm my fingers up” so typing my paper will be a breeze. Makes sense, right?

   About this paper, though…(prepare for rant).

   My law professor assigns two papers worth a whole bunch of points, one of ‘em was due last month and he told us we couldn’t start on the second one until we got the first one back. Well weeks went by without getting our graded paper back which only delayed the possibility of starting the second one. It just so happens he handed them back the WEEK BEFORE SPRING BREAK and declared the second one due THE DAY WE GET BACK FROM SPRING BREAK. So I doubt I have to explain this part, but for you slower folk out there that means I have to write this paper DURING SPRING BREAK. Hooray for life! I was thinking maybe that wouldn’t be so horrific, until he said these exact words, “Oh, and don’t plan on being able to ask me any questions about the paper over break because I’m going to be laying on the beach, trying to escape the world.”

   Uhhh………………………………………………….

   …WELL I WAN’T TO ESCAPE THE WORLD, TOO!!!!

   Maybe I want to be able to not reply to any emails! Maybe I want to lay on a beach! (A pretend one, I guess). Maybe I don’t want to spend my time over my supposed “break” writing a 10 page paper about the most boring material ever conceived!!! But no, instead I sit here trying to get my brain out of its vegetative state and back into school-mode to write this paper. Meanwhile, my professor is probably basking in the warmth of the sun with a margarita in hand on some tropical beach. Good thing I don’t have high blood pressure.

   

   Anyway, to cheer myself up as well as you all since I’m sure you now feel horrible for me and the unfairness of my life, I will allow you the pleasure of these classy pictures:

It's a thug life.

And now for what I'm sure will be everyone's personal fave: 

I am not proud of the fact that my face can do this.