Buyer's remorse

I just made a $30,000 purchase and all I got was 120 hours/week of studing.

Since I have known for sure that three more years of school are looming in my near future, the topic has risen to my mind quite frequently lately.

My top choice for law school rejected me weeks ago yet feels compelled to rub it in my face by sending me promotional material with the tagline "picture yourself here". Bastards.....

Studying (ugh, I'll have to start doing that again) a map of the campus where my spontaneity/freedom/life will be held ransom for the next three years I began to feel trapped. Lying ahead of me are piles and piles of reading assignments. The school owns every second of your conscious day and consumes every subconscious thought of your night. Before being a bootilicious dancing diva, an foreign affairs crazed nerd, or an urban adventurer you are FIRST a library-bound student. Library bound: the state of being held in an unbreakable bondage between the interior walls of a library.

You know what I love? Law students apparently aren't too old for pop quizzes. Pop quizzes are something you assigned your five year old brother during an ugly game of "school". Pop quizzes are the worst nightmare of people like Zack and Screech from Saved by the Bell (insert nervous laugh)- not an vital part of law student curriculum.

What if I got to invent the school environment? First thing I would do is to make the "study lounge" live up to its name with an assorted offering of alcoholic beverages and live musical performers. Since schools benefit from having well performing students and since students are always fed the cheesy line "school is your job", I would make it so that students got paid by the hour for studying... how is that for a class president campaign platform?