My alma mater began its donation drive today.
I am currently cowering in fear in a cave on an uninhabited island,
far from any technology by which they could reach me.
In all honesty, I might give.
Not that I have much moolah to donate.
If they would just hold off for a few years,
I will have stacks on stacks all for UD, provided they name a building after me,
Right now, two years out and three jobs later --
If anything, I need to have a donation drive for myself:
« Rent »
Cost of living in Houston is killing me, ironically.
I thought moving away from D-Bag Dallas could only help a sista out,
but H-Town is even more expensive
and you get the bonus of an awful crime rate. Fab!
FAFSA needs to send a young, hot millionaire my way STAT.
(Isn't that where they get their money supply?)
« Law School »
Oh, yeah, that.
I may not be paying tuition,
but those books are no joke.
No one wants to read that badly.
« Coffee/Cocaine »
See above, law school.
« Shoes »
Lady Justice (that's what I'm calling myself now) needs to look good.
How am I supposed to prove myself as an intelligent law student
without a cute wardrobe?
« Puppies »