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Favorite vicitm of the flummox caused by perpetual existential malaise. I am disenchanted with 99% of the meaningless things that clutter our universe.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Beige: Is Bullshit.


Law school is bullshit. Total bullshit. It's elitist, it's pretentious (right up my alley! you say) it’s apparently the REAL ancient occupation (those prostitutes... always up in everybody's faces) and something I always knew I'd do. I'd TRY and do. Even if just to bolster my position at the Family Dinner after-party Jams with Uncle Ralph and Hoddie, I thought I'd be able to sink my teeth into it and giver hell. But being here, working to get here, paying oh... you know.... $120,000 to have 5 dumb letters after my name when it's all said and done, it's just so RETARDED! So so retarded.

I don't care about property. I don't care about offers and invitations to treat. I don't give a flying fuck about "big 'C' Constitutional" amendments and statutes and research and kissing ass to some arrogant jerk at a Large Firm Wine and Cheese in some horribly decorated ballroom at the Fairmont just so in 2 years he'll consider glancing over my sub-standard grades and remember that witty discourse on the rigmarole of Law School that I engaged him with and offer me an article.

"Don't worry, you are all here because you are the best of the best; the future of Canada. Oh, but PS- we mark on a curve and it's statistically impossible for more than 6% of you to achieve an A (the grades you are all used to getting which is why you are here in the first place) so don't worry about stressing over grades. Recalibrate your expectations to include B's and C's. But oh, yes, well, when applying for a FUCKING JOB in a year, the main component is your grades. So study hard!!" Jerks. What right C-U-Next-Tuesdays!

I know I'm smart enough, but am I? Am I REALLY? I'm pretty lazy and sorta dumb sometimes and always say retarded things and am over-opinionated and have a tendancy to be a little loquacious; sometimes I even misuse big words. I mean like really: do I even care? The problem is, everyone is feeling like this. All 194 of us that aren't getting the A's are all feeling like shit, everyday, commiserating in the interaction area (See? See this liberal west coast PLUR care and share bullshit I'm dealing with here?) Wondering how long we'd feel bad for if we just threw down and quit. Unfortunately, none of us overachieving ambitious young future law-makers and PMs have the balls, so we'll just rot in the concrete bunker hammering out junk until we finish. Actually, I can't decide what's worse: being a quitter or staying in something just to prove you can?

Don't freak out mom, I'm just feeling a little disenchanted right now.