Thoughts while tackling Med Law Contract Review Assignment


- This contract is perfect. Nothing to change whatsoever. In fact, you don't even have to pay me or credit me or anything. Just feed me food and make it so I don't have to look at this ever again.

- I'd probably be the happiest underpaid worker ever.

- "the Producer shall not at any time during the engagement pursuant to this Agreement participate in any hazardous or dangerous pursuit or voluntarily take any risks which might prevent the Producer from being ready and able at all times to perform the Services required..." EXCEPT FOR TRIATHLONS COS THOSE BE THE SHIZZ YO

- you know what, just take my rights too. I can live with it.

- still thinking about him. what's WRONG with me, I haven't been this pathetic since sec 1 or 2.

- basically anyone with friends studying law or lawyer friends (or lawyer parents) can ace this by just asking them to look through this and use their answers. sigh.

- I can feel my brain bleeding from this.

- Now it's trickling out my ear.

- GOODBYE BRAIN I'LL MISS YOU

- *scrolling through Tumblr*

- *logs into Facebook* *logs out* I don't want to see your face go away

- wait no

-
I need this

- Yuki Kajiura is the fucking shizz yo

- what I've learned from Med Law: kids, get a lawyer to read your contracts when you grow up. you'll thank me for it.

- so the company can fuck up but I can't? oh, wow.

- WTF HOW DID MY NAIL BREAK

- like seriously I was just changing my clothes and my nail got caught in the seams and it just RIPPED like HOW EVEN ughhhhhhhhh

- I repeat what I said to Tish today: WHY DO BAD THINGS HAPPEN TO GOOD SHORT PEOPLE

- sigh. but this is so annoying. and it wasn't even like it broke while I was typing too hard or something, it GOT CAUGHT IN THE SEAMS OF MY CLOTHES. what a sad way to die on me.

- if I rip it off it's going to be a (literally) bloody mess...

- MY FAM GOT ME A FAMPACK OF HELLO PANDA DOES ANYONE BESIDES ME UNDERSTAND HOW IMPORTANT THIS IS

- but seriously, it's because I eat Hello Panda pretty obsessively when I do work or study that makes this so cute and important awwh. when mum got me a pack for the exams last year I teared up hahaha.

- strawberry Hello Panda tastes pretty gross okay after you start to get used to the taste.

- ooh it's raining!

- I think I found everything... Now how do I write a memo?

- In accordance to the law... I shouldn't even be taking this course BUAHAHAHA.

- Rain is so beautiful. Beautiful but lonely.

- How do you write a memo
How do you write a memo
How do you write a memo
How do you write a memo

HOW DO YOU WRITE A MEMO

- I give up. I officially give up. I don't even know how I'm supposed to pass this class anymore.

- I'm also hungry for fishball noodles all of a sudden. I'M RANDOM IDK OK

- again, Facebook. again, don't want to see your face go away.

- memo mostly bullshat to completion, I think... Hopefully my tutor won't die laughing looking at it.

- now to submit and cross fingers to hope I pass sigh.

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