final stretch

Being in school sucks. I feel like a young'n with adult responsibilities.

Last final of my fall 2007 law school semester is tomorrow at 1pm. I've been studying intensely for the past two weeks, and it all comes down to my last final. At this point, I'm beyond tired. I'm downright delusional.

Last night, during a long stint in the library, I used the women's lavatory. Twice. The first time in, I made a mental note that there were no urinals in the bathroom, which I found strange. The no-urinal uneasiness melted away when I went into one of the stalls: the toilet seat was stained in tang-colored piss. This had to be a Men's Room. I did my business and went back to studying. Lucky for me, no one was in the bathroom. :T i didn't realize it was the women's bathroom until my second trip an hour later... and fortuitously saw WOMEN'S in big bold letters...how i missed that the first time, i have no idea.


finals suck :(