Dear Law School,

What a clever business model you have: You released my grades the day after I paid tuition. No matter that I sit firmly in the middle of the class. No matter that I was totally shafted by my CrimLaw professor. I have just dished out another 18k to you and there is nothing I can do about it. I feel like I just paid 18k for a mangy stray dog. A mangy stray dog I never even got to see before it was purchased. When (if) I graduate, please don't call me for a donation or to inform me that you're revoking my degree because of the terrible things I wrote about you on my blog. I've already given you my money, my sanity, and possibly my soul.

I'm keeping the dog.

Sincerely,
C