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I got a text message from a friend today, telling me that there was a lecture at twelve later on. I hadn't been aware of this. No one I knew had been aware of this. I was thrilled because, y'know, extra lectures = yay! (I'm in law school. My professor says none of us are supposed to be cool anyway)
So I told everyone that there was going to be a lecture, and I was going, and did they want to come with? And everyone unanimously decided against it. Now, I'm nerdier than even most of my law-mates. Seriously. I properly enjoy lectures and I really like my professors, I think they're brilliant! (a la Arthur Shappey from Cabin Pressure). So I decided I was going anyway, because what the hell right? Right.
I went. It was GLORIOUS because there were maybe 50 people, from a cohort of 250, and HE TOLD US WHAT WAS COMING OUT IN THE FINALS. Seriously. Not kidding. question by question he told us what to study and what not to study and it was epic on so many levels I don't even have the words, and utterly life saving. Thing is. I don't want to tell those people who decided not to come.
It lasted 20 minutes instead of the usual 1 hour, and the moment I walked in I knew they were going to ask me what happened and why wasn't I in lecture. I don't want to tell them. It's really horrible of me, but seriously. I took the effort to go. I took the effort to tell them, it's not like it was a secret that I was going. They were lazy enough to think they didn't need it, or they'd be fine without it. Am I a horrible person for not wanting to share? Because honestly, I don't think they'd have shared if they were in my place. And I'm nice to them most of the time, how is it fair that they get to spend time studying at home and get the tips from lecture when I don't? It's not fair, right?
ugh.
UGH
DILEMMA.
So I told everyone that there was going to be a lecture, and I was going, and did they want to come with? And everyone unanimously decided against it. Now, I'm nerdier than even most of my law-mates. Seriously. I properly enjoy lectures and I really like my professors, I think they're brilliant! (a la Arthur Shappey from Cabin Pressure). So I decided I was going anyway, because what the hell right? Right.
I went. It was GLORIOUS because there were maybe 50 people, from a cohort of 250, and HE TOLD US WHAT WAS COMING OUT IN THE FINALS. Seriously. Not kidding. question by question he told us what to study and what not to study and it was epic on so many levels I don't even have the words, and utterly life saving. Thing is. I don't want to tell those people who decided not to come.
It lasted 20 minutes instead of the usual 1 hour, and the moment I walked in I knew they were going to ask me what happened and why wasn't I in lecture. I don't want to tell them. It's really horrible of me, but seriously. I took the effort to go. I took the effort to tell them, it's not like it was a secret that I was going. They were lazy enough to think they didn't need it, or they'd be fine without it. Am I a horrible person for not wanting to share? Because honestly, I don't think they'd have shared if they were in my place. And I'm nice to them most of the time, how is it fair that they get to spend time studying at home and get the tips from lecture when I don't? It's not fair, right?
ugh.
UGH
DILEMMA.