Why, Justine?

Hi everybody

End of week 12! That pretty much says it all.

Don’t know about you, but I find doctrine of precedent logic hard to wrap my head around. At the same time, however, I find myself coming back for more — sort of like a drug. Yes, tackling question after question about case precedent is like a drug.

After many weeks labouring over statutory interpretation questions, I’ve taken a liking to them. It’s aggravating that almost everything can and will be rebutted – if not by my own ‘critical onlooker’ then by my tutor – yet pedantically analysing a piece of legislation, word for word, is peculiarly satisfying. One comes to realise just how limiting words can be. Nitpicking the English language is a great way to pass time.

Gave blood again. This time, when the needle came out, my wound refused to stop bleeding. I think the nurse ended up bandaging me three times. Now my iron levels have hit a new low, from all that loss of blood. Fascinating that I haven’t fainted yet.

Finally got to see Phantom of the Opera. As in, the actual opera. Live. Only got the understudy lead but he was so utterly good that nobody cared it wasn’t Anthony Warlow. The show was simply phenomenal. You know, that feeling: when you know exactly what’s going to happen because you already know the story back-to-front, and yet the performers are so good that they can still stun you and send chills down your spine. They handled the ending very well.

Also watched Made of Honour. What was with the random appearances of the random dogs? Anyway, French Open draw comes out later tonight, and play starts late Sunday. Henin, dear dear Henin. She will be sorely missed. Women’s tennis has a huge void now.

See you all later,

Sherryinabottle