As expected, I drank much wine on Valentine's Day and managed to get completely wasted. I started muttering about the overhyped commercialism of the holiday and Husband managed to get me out of there before I started yelling "Happy Vomit Day!" to the crowd. The bar exam has turned me, a former romantic/cheesy movie and book loving, pro-romance, hearts all over girl, into an unrecognizable angry person. Does this mean that I'm one step closer to being a lawyer?
I went to the bathroom more times that I could count, drunk dialed many people (and one I really should not have), woke up repeatedly to drink water because I was absolutely PARCHED, and woke up with a fabulous headache. Dragged myself to Borders, only to realize my laptop had only 20% battery left and I left my charger at home. So I picked up my Paige from alterations, went to the gym and collapsed on the treadmill after a measly 1.25 miles. Defeated by my inability to be productive today, I went home. I'm exhausted.
On the flip side, I'm almost done with my Torts outline and then I am finished with all outlines! Too bad I now have to memorize them all. And it's my favorite TV night -- Ugly Betty, Grey's Anatomy, and The OC. Thursday nights come horrifyingly fast now...I feel like the weeks just fly by and the bar exam looms ever so much closer. Sigh. At least maybe I can try to sleep tonight by midnight and actually manage to fall asleep, out of sheer exhaustion.
No more vino for me.
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