To my housemates, friends and family,
I would like to take this opportunity to say I’m sorry.
I’m sorry that you have to put with me during semester, and that you are forced to watch me transform from a normal individual that has the ability and time to hold social conversations to a stressed-out, coffee-fuelled monster that uses acronyms to explain my emotions.
I’m sorry that I live in pyjamas and sit at my computer for 14 hours a day. I would really love to hang out with you and drink wine – I would LOVE to. But you have to understand that whenever I leave my computer I feel like I have left a crying child who does not let me relax unless I nurture it for every waking moment of my life.
I’m sorry that after you drank my last bit of milk you were victim to the Spanish inquisition and I almost assassinated you. Coffee is my life and if you take away that away I simply cannot function. Besides I cannot leave the house, as this would require me to actually brush my hair, get out of my pyjamas and leave my computer, which I simply cannot do.
I’m sorry that I cannot hold a social conversation with you in week 10 and all I do is mumble about legislation and case law. Legislation and case law become my life and I don’t really know anything else outside of this.
I’m sorry that I ask for random requests when I’m studying – I know normal people don’t eat dinner at 2am and breakfast at 3pm – but getting away from my computer to eat at normal hours is not a priority.
I’m sorry that when exams finished I went a little crazy and hogged the TV for a week – I have a whole semester worth of crappy soap operas to catch up on. Hey, Oprah isn’t on television anymore?
Finally, I’m sorry that you have to go through all this again in semester two. Enjoy my sanity for the next couple of weeks during holidays.
FROM THE ARCHIVES: This story was first published on Survive Law on 12 July 2011.
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