JD/PhD student in American/Legal History beginning Fall 2013.
Hell in High Heels with a Briefcase
Hop on, loves. Its going to be a crazy ride.
(note, he was actually Australian)
Have you ever heard of an Australian kiss? Its like a French kiss but down under.
I don’t know whether I should laugh or feel sorry for my students who begin their e-mails with “for that assignment that’s due in a few weeks…”
A few weeks????? It’s due in a few days. This is what happens when you skip class. You don’t learn about deadlines.
I get my life back under control because it has been SPIRALING for the past couple weeks.
When the alarm goes off at 7, I’m getting up AT 7, not 745.
I WILL be on campus by 10.
I WILL do my dishes (seroiusly, they’re piling up)
I WILL dust (my cat has been sneezing bc of it. Whoops)
AAAAAAAND i will actually get all my work done.
But there is a unwritten rule if im sitting in the same spot for 2 months, dont be a fuckboy and sit there.
No really. I’ve contemplated murder for shit like this.
And beyond that, it throws me off my game when people sit in different seats than they originally sat in. I mean, seriously. We worked that way. Stay there and don’t jinx it. (I swear I”m not superstitious…)