Tuesday, February 7, 2012

I left my heart in bed

So I've been bad this week. I've skipped some classes. I have been in a funky mood lately, and not the good kind. Last semester I would try to go to bed earlyish (before midnight) & wake up between 5 & 6 am, then do my reading for the day. I have been trying to continue this tradition, but for some reason no matter how early I get to bed, I can't physically drag myself out of bed until at least 7 am. Gah.

Most of my classes this semester require little preparation beforehand, but my Maritime Law class is the exception. I skipped my first class of the day to use the time to read for ML, but then some other bull crap happened at home that prevented me from reading at all. The house next door is being rehabbed & it has made my life hell for the past 8 months. Today someone was jack-hammering the sidewalk outside of my house, right outside of the window where I study. YIPPEE!

I did not get much work done.

Now I'm sitting in my Wetlands class and again, being bored out of my mind. My teacher is so nice and helpful, but this class is boring boring boring. The purpose of this class is to produce a 25 page paper by the end of the semester, on a topic of my choosing, so I am not sure what I'm going to get out of the class. We are just listening to him talk about wetlands regulations. Blah!

I'm actually looking forward to getting started on my paper though. My topic is "liability of oil companies, other businesses and/or governmental entities for damages for harm caused to Louisiana wetlands, under state tort law, the Oil Pollution Act of 1990 and/or federal maritime law" as a result of Hurricane Katrina & the BP Oil spill. I love New Orleans & this stuff affects them big-time down there, so I am really interested in writing about it.

I think for the rest of class I am going to work on my outlines for my other classes. It sounds terrible but if you were in this class, you would need to find some distraction too! I'm out.

Before I go, some gems from Professor C:

A student asks him to repeat something:
I told you when I'm making crap up, you can't ask me to repeat it.

Realizing we are almost out of time because he's been talking about Chapter 5 for so long:
Great, we have 10 minutes to do Chapter 6. Some people just don't know when to shut up.

Ciao!

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