First Class
So, my first actual law school class is over with. We discussed a hypothetical case, a lot of the class volunteered at least once, including myself (shocked, Josh fans?), and I'm now in the law school library BORED OUT OF MY FREAKIN' GORD.
They give us an hour between classes so that we can have the opportunity to properly "digest" everything we've just heard during our formal scholarly discussions with our professors. The idea is also so that we'll talk about the cases and the concepts with each other.
Fuck that.
I didn't come to law school to make pals. I'm actually in class today for a total of three 50-minute periods. Put an hour and ten minutes inbetween each of those puppies, and I'm sure you get the idea... WASTED TIME.
I don't need to be on campus for five hours when it could be under three.
Man, am I a complainer or what, eh?
Sigh...
I guess I'll have to get used to it. An intelligent person would probably find something productive to do with this time.... like read assignments, do research, or have casual sex in the restroom stalls.
But, I'm too exhausted to read or do research and I suspect the freak sitting at the next table over has already infected any of the chicks who would sleep with me, with herpes.
So, yea... bitching about the whole situation is my only option.
And as for the class... it was boring. I read the section in the book, understood it, and the discussion just wasted more time. The only good part about class will be that it'll force me to read the cases.
Time for another class.