I got really bored in class and decided to create a blog.
On that note, I had decided that before I came to lawschool, I was going to take the Hermoine Granger approach to class and be obnoxiously omnipresent because I wanted good grades. I abandoned this philosophy the second day of orientation when I met these people and decided that we had enough Hermoine Grangers for one concentrated group. Anymore and the universe would lose balance completely.
I’m now filling out that smart slacker, too fun for a 4.0 too smart for a 2.0 range of student. This seems to nurture my disinterest and sarcasm in a more contstructive way.
However, on Friday, I couldn’t help but think of how ashamed and judgmental Hermoine would’ve been towards me had she seen the horror of my drunkenness in class.
Backstory: Friday, we had a make up class 2 and a half hours after our usual last class of the day. I went to the Chimes for lunch and drank a few beers. I stumbled back to class and managed to forget my book in my car. And who gets called on out of all the people that drank at lunch?
I managed to get about 75% of the question right which is good for any day, let alone a drunk day. After class I got about 20 high fives and for the first time since high school I felt so awesome that I had been bad and gotten away with it publicly.
