The Reasonably Prudent Law Student

All right, nerds. Let’s get down to it. I’ve been kind of MIA. I know it, you know it. Your mother would even know it, but computers scare her because she thinks she’ll fall prey to viruses and sex predators. It’s still a fact: I haven’t been here.

Law school just started, and we’re hitting the middle of Ramadan, and things have been busy. I am still doing my posts for MyShingle, The Work Wardrobe, and HeaveMedia, but other than that, I’ve been majorly slacking.

And Victoria, if you’re reading this, I know I said I’d post those three outfits for you last week. :( I suck. I’m sorry. I’m working on them, though. Does that count for anything? No? Drat. >:(

But here’s the thing: I have about 6 classes this term, and it’s going to be tough. Not impossible, just tough. And with Ramadan in full-swing, my schedule is completely out of whack because I’m up at 4AM every morning and don’t get to sleep until around 11ish. But in mid-September, things will settle down and I’ll be back in the swing of things…hopefully.

All I’m saying is that I’m probably going to be hit and miss when it comes to my daily posts here. If this throws your life into a sixth dimension of chaos and doom, I am sorry. Go have some tea and think of puppies; you’ll feel better.

I’d talk more about my life because I’m soooooo important, but something starts in like 15 minutes. Or 45 minutes. Something starts in either a quarter or three quarters of an hour. I don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s Conflict of Laws. Maybe it’s my appellate brief writing course. Maybe it’s Underwater Basket Weaving. No one knows, and that’s the beauty of it. Also I’m too sleep deprived to remember how to access my schedule. And there’s a cute boy sitting on the couch across from me who’s been trying to talk to me about breakfast cereal bars for the past ten minutes.

Long story short: I am not on nearly enough pills for this mess.

Also, I hope everyone has noticed how I haven’t been swearing on Twitter (except at this one troll that really got my goat), or on Facebook, or on my blog. I hope everyone has noticed and is planning a surprise party accordingly. And I hope there is a clown at this surprise party, because I do not like clowns and would very much like to chase said hired clown around with a pitchfork. A pointy stick will also work.

Look at this picture.

Keeeeeep looking at it.

*slowly backs away*

*flees*