i got 3 problems, but a niche ain't 1

i didnt realize it had been so long since my last post. once classes end, time just melds together, one day indistinguishable from the next, except it must be morning one of the times you brew a new pot of coffee.

for the past week now i've been living off a coffee and fast(er) food diet, only bothering to actually cook a few times, and more often hoping that this guy is onto something. eternally restless and shaky, i've been drinking far more coffee than even i'm used to. tax is over with, but i can't seem to remember the clean air act's pollution credits system, the clean water act's permit requirements, or whatever the hell it is NEPA is for. don't get me started on hearsay, and as far as i'm concerned right now crim pro doesnt exist. for the purposes of the 4th amendment, i'm just going to review verse 2 of jay-z's 99 problems, but i have yet to figure out what to do with miranda.

i had a review session today for environmental, so that marked the first time since monday i got out of the house for any substantial period. it was kind of weird, interacting with humans again face to face. i might try this seclusion thing more often, come to think of it. this one girl at the review session seemed to know everything already, and proceeded to ask ridiculously detailed questions. i couldnt figure out whether she was one of those people who is obsessive and studies for a week straight, or if she was just a bitch. she's in a few of my classes, and i dont really like her. she seems to have an attitude of superiority about her. i feel like she thinks she's the smartest, best looking thing since sliced bread, when in reality i wouldnt even think about bending her over the table i'd use to hold my sliced bread. step aside, bitch, this table is reserved for Wonder.

amazingly, i dont think i've gotten any more irritable than usual over this exam period. i credit that to a few of my friends i've gotten to talk to and bullshit with. understandably life briefly changes during exam times, but it's important to stay sane and take some time for yourself regardless of how bad it is. i feel lucky to have a solid support system, be it for good times, a favor, or anything else. if you find a good place with things like that, then everything else becomes easier, or at least more bearable. your grades won't matter once you're out and get your first job, but sanity lasts forever, unless you're one of the crazy fucks who lives here.

also, i'm going to punch all this snow in the face.