Yo! A shout out to all my peeps

I could give a fuck less about your birthday. I don't care when your parents fucked, when the egg was hatched, or when you spurted out.

To be repeated in 365.4 days.

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So it is almost 9am on Sat, and I just asked the famous married couple in my law school if they were in fact married (something about carrying my boxing gloves in my bag makes me less self-concious). They laughed and said I wasn't the first to ask them that, though it turns out while I was right about them being cute and married, it turns out she just comes to class for...who knows what reason, to be cute. She's not in school. She does have an eastern block accent though. They're so fucking cute...

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Wow - this will probably be the first night I don't go to Chiaroscuro, and a bunch of my friends who have never been are going. Maybe they knew I'd be too busy to go, and did this on purpose...because they're not really my friends. I see now...

Another bad grade, it seems I suck at legal writing. Hope I suck just as much on my exams. Unbelieveable. I've never scored below the median in my life when I put one iota of effort in the class.

I'm at the point where there aren't enough hours in the day...stress cocktail? Yes, why thank you. Why care? I don't know.