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hey you.
yes you.
remember law school?

...that clutter of stuff --- an amalgamation of useful info,
bad recits, monster profs, etc --- lingering inside your head?

...that time when you could've sworn you swam daily on a huge tub of coffee
--- or whatever sleep-resisting beverage you fancied --- and yet
remember dozing off to neverland anyway?

...when you wanted to pretend that any law book was an exciting read,
but after a while you realize there are no colorful pictures or drawings forthcoming,
just provisions and more provisions,
and one vague example after another?


...where some professors were like broken records,
ruined cassette tapes you wish you could just
tear up and throw in the air?

...where you consumed highlighters faster
than you could ride a skateboard ---
assuming you know how to use one ---
and come your fourth year you come to the conclusion
that all colors are neon?
...and you often wondered whatever happened to your brain?
where you left it? or was it a simple case of spontaneous combustion?
duh?


i do.

i try to clean the clutter every day.



[NOTE: all illustrations are for yearbook purposes]