A Week in the Life of a Law Student

I've been angling at this post for quite a while because I think it'll be interesting just to see what happens to all of those weeks that just fly past with nothing to show for them except a diminished bank account and dirty clothes. Hopefully it doesn't make me out to be too much of a bore but then again, each to their own as they say. Enjoy...

I Can't Even Commit to Procrastination

In a week where I thought I was going to be pushed to my limits, I've actually managed to find an awful lot of time to do just about nothing. I had my first piece of assessed work on Monday, the knock-on affect of which was that I didn't get much work other than the preparation for that done last week. I was left with a lot of lecture notes to copy out and even more reading to catch up on so I thought that this week was going to be pretty tricky. As it turns out I have been able to find a fair amount of time to do the square root of squat. I should point out that all bar one of my lectures now have been copied out and I have managed to get a little bit of the reading done this week but not nearly as much as I planned to do. It seems that any plan that you make as a student gets quickly brushed aside in place of other 'important' things like reloading Facebook every couple of minutes. The funny thing is that I found myself doing just that today when I had planned to get all of my reading done, but this time I couldn't even commit myself to procrastination. Needless to say it was a spectacular moment for me because in that split second I realised that I might as well still be asleep!

Old Man Syndrome

Early nights, sore knees and a daily paper: who would have thought this would be the formula to my life just a couple of months ago as I embarked on my student life? It seems I missed the boat when they were handing out iron livers and caffeine shots because I just can't do it for some reason. If fact I correct myself on that matter because a lot of you will know that I can drink all day if the mood takes me, but I guess what I'm trying to say is that I just don't enjoy it as much as I used to. The main reason I think is that I worry too much about falling behind in terms of university work which is nothing to be ashamed of. I've managed to get myself this far because I put a lot of effort in to high school and I'll be damned if I stop now. It's also unfair to say that it's the nature of my course that means that I feel like this because I know people who are doing the same thing as me who are going out all the time and still manage to keep up - what am I doing wrong? I ask myself this all the time and am yet to find an answer.

Special Guest Numero Uno

I know that it's currently a Thursday night and I said that I would be posting on Sunday nights only but I guessed that since I didn't post on the Sunday past that I was in some ways in debt. So I have been trying to think of something to write about all night but I can't come up with anything substantial so I thought I would use one of my back-up plans - my guest writer. I have had this piece of text for a couple of weeks now and I've meant to put it in a post since I got it but I've had other things to do like procrastinate on Facebook so it never got done.