Saturday, December 03, 2005

Delusion, Insanity, and back again

There comes to a point during finals that the world becomes quiet. Nothing matters. People talk and you can't hear, cars move slower, the only thing you can hear is the reminents of black letter law echoing in your head.

It starts slow, you do things you never do like leave the oven on, or try to open your house door with a car key for about 15 seconds till you figure why it is not working. You can almost convince yourself in this time period that you don't ever have to take finals. It has been a week that you have not been in class, and the smell of turkey is in the house.

Then it happens:
You find yourself naked in the bathtub with no water at 3 am in the morning clutching your torts book in the fetal position rocking yourself singing Living on a Prayer.

At this point you do have a moment of clarity, you stand up, put your clothes on, and go back to studying.

Things are never that bad again. Clarity mixed with Apathy, and a crush on Paz Vega will pull you out of this slump like a life boat on the titanic.

Copenhagen helps too...


Anonymous Hackney said...


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