Last year as 1Ls, we had our schedules handed to us by the school, and since everybody you knew was in the same classes, it was pretty tough to miss class (accidentally).
This year as 2Ls, we all picked our own schedules, and there is no guarantee that you will know anyone in your classes, so no more just following the herd. Perhaps this is what led to my season opening dream last night.
I dreamt that it was Wednesday, the third day of classes for the semester, and someone mentioned how they hated having classes at night. That reminded me that I too had a night class Monday through Wednesday, and that I HAD FORGOTTEN TO GO TO THEM.
Panic set in. "Fuck me what I am I going to do at best I look like an idiot explaining to my brand new professors how I forgot to go to class at worst I fail out of school and end up earning enough for my next hit of meth by giving hand jobs to random dudes in the alley behind the Kwik Trip Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck"
Then I woke up, and I just knew I hadn't missed class. How? Because if school had already started for the semester, I wasn't nearly stressed out enough.
Looks like I'm in for a fun semester. Somebody pass the alcohol.
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Can't say that I've had any of those nightmares yet, but I did dream that the bookstore sold out of all of my textbooks and I couldn't seem to find them anywhere online so I had to go the entire semester without reading.
I think my dream was a sign.
GREAT POST.
Ive had the "forgetting about a semester's worth of a class and thus failing" dream quite a few times in my life.
Where was that Kwik Trip where you'll be?
Wait, I'm looking up your dream in my Dream Book...did you say Monday through Wednesday? Yep, you're gay.
lawestudentguyperson, way to live up to the stereotype of law students as assholes.
That was reference to a stand-up comic's joke. Sorry for the offense taken; none was intended.
No worries, lawstudentguyperson, if you knew the real Roberts, you'd know that he's not serious.
The lexis-loving douchebag is really pretty hard to offend.
No, I actually was offended. Not by the shot at me, but because I don't think it's cool to toss "gay" out as an insult.
Who said it was insult?
The insult is subtle, but it is there.
If you take the original joke and substitute out "you're gay" for something innocuous (your hair is brown) or positive (you're brilliant) it falls flat. However, if you substitute in something negative (you're an asshole, you're stupid) it works.
Therefore, the original joke assumes that being gay is something undesirable, hence the insult.
I've apologized once. Lighten up.
john roberts, i think i have a completely heterosexual man-crush on you
I have lightened up. You asked where the insult was, so I told you.
Yeah, I used to get all bothered by comments like the one I made. I would chew the ear off anyone who was so insensitive. And then, at some point, I stopped telling everyone why it was wrong to call people "gay" or "fag", and then I stopped being offended by anything at all. It's made my psyche much more happy.
I actually skipped the first three days of class once, on purpose. No harm, no foul, exams arent for months.
ugh! 6 days and still no new post? Is this punishment for pissing off JR?
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