So I'm in law school.  Law school SUCKS.  Ok, that's not entirely true, but we've gotten to the point in the semester when I just don't care anymore, but I still have to study a butt-load for finals so I can get decent grades and maybe get a job and not be a poor, homeless slob after I graduate.  But sometimes, sitting in class, paying attention is beyond me.  Especially when it's my last class of the week and my professor is rambling on and on about union disputes and OH MY GOD PLEASE JUST LET ME GO HOME.  So, these are my notes from the last five minutes of yesterday's Labor Law class.  Explanations are in red.

I. United Steelworkers of America v. American Manufacturing Co.

A. Oh god, I just can’t anymore.

B. Seriously, the only thing I can think about is buying a puppy.

C. DAY MAN (From "It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia" episode "The Night Cometh.")

D. AAAAcccchhhhhh

E. 2 more minutes

F. Mr. Rogers is dead... Professor actually said that.

G. Come oonnnnnnnn

H. That’s what she said?  (My professor said, "It's really thick!")

I'm probably the best student ever.