Wednesday is a long day with classes that bring me down, as has become well-known at this point.
The same old wake up and get going practice never changes. Every morning my shower starts warm and then turns icy. Our water heater is a piece of junk, but definitely does the job of waking me up. I have about two minutes of heat before doom flows through the pipes and onto my body. I have perfected the art of fast showers.
Of the most entertaining happenings occurred in the coveted Idiot Class. I was minding my own business, reading for another class. The professor felt the need to ruin my day. She called on me, knowing I was not paying attention. I asked her to repeat the question. She glared into my soul with the sharpened dagger eyes, which relayed the "death to you" thoughts that must have been circulating about her head. I glanced down at the case, answered her question to perfection, and went back to not listening to her ruin my life.
It was glorious.
The second low-light of the day was property. I do not think I understood half the things the professor was saying. The vocabulary and the combination of the vocabulary is intense.
Property law takes something as simple as my giving you a piece of property on a set of conditions, and turns it into: a Life Estate with a contingent remainder in fee simple subject to divestment in C and D, subject to executory interest in B. Lost? So was I.
As I before stated, property law takes ordinary terms and gives them meanings that have nothing to do with their common use definitions. They then slam a bunch of them together and look in awe at the masterpiece of confusion that is left in its wake.
And I sleep.
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