That is what I am. Last night, when I had about 36 hours before my first final exam, what did I decide to do? I don't know, but I do know what I didn't do, Study. Maybe it was that damn computer program that the prof suggested, maybe it was the inability to shake the laziness that has stuck with me all semester, but all I know is that the last thing I wanted to think about was Law, so I went out to dinner. It didn't help that family decided to come in for a visit. And yes, they knew I had finals.
There you have it, my official prediction as to how my semester is going to go. In just a few short days this will be me (but hopefully without what appear to be man-boobs):
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I tend to think the screw was pointing in the other direction and was administered a little lower down.
I think you may be right, Chup, but I'm trying to keep this a family blog.
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