So basically, if you did crappy on your exams, you could kiss a successful legal career goodbye.
No pressure, right?
So exam time was always a crazy two week period of my life. Basically I would check out, immerse myself in my books, eat food that Scott brought to me, and cry. Lots.
Then, at the end of exams, I would go out to celebrate with my law school classmates. Which usually involved a lot of drinking. (Told you I loved those lemon drops.)
Anyways, after one particularly gruelling exam period, I went out and celebrated a little too much. I know this because when I got home, I rolled into bed with Scott (who was fast asleep) and then kept rolling right out onto the floor. I landed underneath my clothes drying rack.
Scott woke up who knows how much later to the sound of me saying "Where am I?"
Scott rescued me, thank God. But what if he hadn't been there? I might never have found my way out.
So people, the next time you think about overindulging in some bubbly, please remember what happened to me and act a little more responsibly, okay? Like maybe put some pillows down around the bed. And some snacks. And a GPS device.
You can never be too safe.