Almost a lawyer… just a degree away.

Someone in a chatroom asked me today, “are you a lawyer yet”. I said yep I am a degree away. Then I realised I lied. After the degree we have to actually apply to be a solicitor or barrister. It never ends does it lol.

 Well the last week I found out I should of been doing a lot more reading then I have been. Apparently I am not the authority who can say I should just not read that paragraph in that huge contracts A book. Mainly since that paragraph actually becomes important later, even if useless now.

 As you can see this latest post is in a lot of fragments so here is another nothing to do with the above. An entire group was standing outside a tutorial room and I was standing outside too about 10 minutes before it began. I just stood there casually drinking my coke and watching the people NOT go into the tutorial room. No one was in there so I was confused why people were struggling to stand outside holding their heavy bags. After I was done with my coke I decided it was time I wanted to go into the room to sit down so I opened up the door, sat down, and said down the hallway, well I don’t know about you guys but I want to sit down and I welcomed them to join me considering we were in the same tutorial. They all started slowly walking in, not sure if they should or not. I said, and I actually did, “don’t worry you have my permission as a first year student” and they all looked at me kind of strange and then sat down. I figure now I am last pic for group assignment work. Although really they should be thanking me for not letting them stand a moment longer.

Just as the fragments get more irrelevent so does this one, so far as to not have anything to do with uni. I went into dominos and they had a sign up saying large pizzas $3.95. I ordered a pizza on a deep ban base and the young guy who looked in desperate need of money, hence why working in dominos for 7 bucks an hour, said that will be $8.45. Using my legal knowledge I have aquired over the past 2 weeks of law I skillfully reminded him of the sign in a way only a first year law studnet could. It went something on the lines of “hey doesn’t that sign say $3.95″. He told me yea that is from $3.95 so you need to order a classic crust pizza and not a deep pan. I said I thought it was odd that deep pan incurs a $5 surcharge but I opted for classic anyway. The pizza was pretty crap too. It was a bacon double cheese burger pizza. My girlfriend said they were nice from pizza hut, but dominos for some odd reason put mayo on it which pizza hut just doesn’t do. Mix mayo with classic crust and I couldn’t even believe I wasted 4 bucks on it, let alone the original 8.95 that was offered. To make this into a legal lesson to make it somewhat relevent, when I pointed to the sign saying it was $3.95 I think that was then a counter offer, to which he made another offer to me saying if I put it on a classic crust it was $3.95, to which I accepted with an intent to form legal relations. Consideration was made, but personally I believe the act of putting mayo on the pizza is a breach of contract just for being a completely bad ingredient.

“I need you to be the strength of widows and soul survivors
I need you to be as fearless as new mothers and new fathers”

I would marry Jacob Bannon if a) I wasn’t straight and b) It was legal.

They’re the beginning lines from my favourite song of all time: Last Light – Converge.

Turn it up loud.

Louder.

Louder.

There we go. Much better.

But I digress. This song’s lyrics really strike a chord with me. It is a call to keep going, never give up, no matter how hard things get.

That’s just the attitude I need at the moment. I’ll tell you one thing: It’s bloody difficult attempting to run your own business and juggle a double-degree at the same time, all the while attempting to keep up some form of social life.

I’m getting a little behind in my work, but I’m catching up now I’m in the swing of things. I’m weird like that. What’s with people complaining about the reading though: I really like it. Again, I think I’m just odd.

I suppose if you like the above sort of music you’d have to be. (Skip to 3:38 in the clip to see how awesome those concerts get).

But anyway. I’m enjoying the hustle and bustle of Uni life now. I’m in the groove, I’ve got my flow on, I’m [insert arbitrary statement about how I'm now used to uni life here]. Got all my gear, got a notetaking system going that works for me, got my time management system up and running.

It’s good.

“Keep breathing
Keep living
Keep searching
Keep pushing on
Keep bleeding
Keep healing
Keep fading
Keep shining on
This is for the hearts still beating”

Josh

Lullaby and goodnight

Previously, I have been a person that has had difficulty sleeping. I used to be one of those people that toss and turn in bed, consider getting up for a warm cup of milk and then thinking that sounds to childish go back to bed. You know that point in the middle of the night where you start saying in your head “even if I go to sleep now I will only get three hours of sleep” and then the idea of a codeine overdose or mallet contusion doesn’t seem as unappealing as it would in the daylight hours? That was me in a past life. I sometimes watch Johnny Depp in “From Hell” and think about what a delight it would be to find a bottle of Absinthe, an appropriate spoon and a small Bunsen burner in my bedroom at about 3 in the morning. And then I start thinking about Johnny Depp in general and once again in can’t sleep.

 

However, for about the last 3 weeks I have been sleeping like a drunken homeless bum in the Botanical Gardens. In the words of a psychopathic Edward Norton from fight club, “Babies don’t sleep this well.” I’m not suggesting that my personality has split but I have merely worked out the way to drift into the land of slumber- the “Legal Institutions and Methods” textbook. I’m very sorry Misters Macadam and Pyke but every time I pick that book up, I inadvertently go to sleep. It’s like the words hum a lullaby in my head and my eyelids become heavy, my head starts to nod and then I fall asleep with a book on my face.

 

So all those insomniacs out there don’t rush off to doctors, sleep clinics, valerian root fields or the hardware store to buy a mallet, walk into the QUT bookstore and purchase this book- it does wonders.

 

NOTE: Do not read in a public place or it is likely you may fall asleep spontaneously and start drooling on the shoulder of the person sitting next to you. Macadam and Pyke accept no responsibility for loss of dignity in this respect.