Welcome to Hell: Law School FINALS

To my fellow walking-dead,

As you all know, our first final is a week and a day away. And for my section, half of an exam is on Thursday. It's officially time to panic. If there was an entrance sign to hell, I'm pretty sure it would look just like my property outline (or attempt at starting one). For all of you who have already finished all your outlines and are prepared for the MC exam in con law on Thursday, don't talk to me, I hate your face.

The problem with MC questions is that many of the answers seem plausible. For example:

What would Jess rather be doing right now?
A. crawling in a hole and dying
B. getting drunk
C. sleeping
D. anything other than studying.

Answer: All are correct but answer D is more correct.

Then there is property:
This pretty much sums it up

So I have looked to my fellow roommates for inspiration:

Jeff:

Was doing homework quietly on the couch. I even hung upside down on the adjacent couch and went unnoticed. I was impressed until I heard him talking to his girlfriend on the phone ten minutes later.


Cynthia:

Turned down panera to read property. Impressive. But is she actually reading property? She may be watching netflix...we may never know.

Mike:

At the library...also impressive. If you subtract the time he is inevitably spending on pintrest, tumblr, facebook, and anything else ADD -enhancing. He will probably come home in time to eat dinner and announce it's time for his nightly shit in a few hours.

Amy:

At home doing work, also denied panera. Or is she just snuggling with her cat?
Amy and Echo


I am now going to spend the next hour and a half continuing to bleed my eyes out reading property and con law. Then I will continue to do the same during commercial breaks when I am not screaming at the Bruins on tv.  Overall a productive night at the 420 House, we will keep you updated with advice, and other nonsense each day of the week and into finals.

Remember, grades aren't everything. They are just indicators of where/ if you will get an internship and therefore a job and where you will go in life (kidding). No need to stress. We promise not to judge if we see you crying into your civ pro outline, sleeping in the library, bug-eyed from excessive coffee consumption, swigging your second bottle of wine, or slumped over a bar stool at Worthy. Hell, you may even see us there.

Keep calm and carry on,

love, the 420 House

Hey lovers! Well it has been a while since our last blog and since Jess is slacking on the GYST front, Amy has volunteered to write this segment of the 420 House of Mouse. In true 420 fashion, we are consuming pizza, alcohol and playing Cards Against Humanity when we really should be outlining, reading, or, really, doing anything else.

Good news for the 420 House! Jess, Mike, and Amy were all accepted into the General Practice Program. Which means, in addition to living together, we will be taking quite a few classes together. There is also the prospect that Mike, Amy, and Cynthia will be working together in the legal clinics on campus this summer. So we are taking bets on how long it takes before we tear each other apart this fall.

Amy and Breanne are finalizing the details of Breanne's transition out, and Amy's transition in. Looks like, by July 1st, Amy and her cute kitten Echo will be living at the 420 House. Echo is 7 years old and loves snuggles. Despite Amy's love for her little rescue, she needs more love than that of 1 overworked law student. She needs the love of 5 overworked law students.

In other upcoming events: The Master's Tournament. Next weekend. 9 houses. 9 hours. Epic fun. For those of you who are unfamiliar with the VLS happenings, each house picks a speciality drink, and people go from house to house (spending an hour at each one) whilst dressed in golf clothes and enjoy the springtime weather and speciality drinks. 420 House has yet to choose a drink, so suggestions welcome.

Well the dough has risen, the drinks are cold, and people are ready to engage in the most blatantly inappropriate game known to man. So we're out. Later lovers.