Sleeping two hours

I slept two hours last night writing a fucking 8 page paper, and studying for a test. This is why I'm not going to law school. It's not that I'm scared of hard work; it's that I hate work that I don't enjoy. The paper wasn't that bad. I enjoyed writing about the subject, but cramming it together with a test, and just finishing another test and project not two days before, puts a damper on the whole mood.

I'm glad that I'll have my degree in three weeks. I mean, it's a good thing to have. But still, is it necessary? My parents would definitely say so, but I'm just not so sure.

I don't know if Dave Eggers graduated college, but he's doing pretty good.

Just seems like law school would be this, times 100. And then I would get the pleasure of working another 60-70 hours per week for a decade. Thanks, but I rather scoop my eyeballs out with a spoon.

I'm probably being melodramatic, and that's probably because I have a test in 22 minutes, but I can barely hold my eyes open.