Contrast

Other Degree VS Law

Orientation

Other Degree: Hope you manage to find your first lecture OK, no special orientation.

Law: Extensive welcome, tour of faculty and campus, COCKTAILS!!

Printing of exams

Law: You press 'send' and some lackey at the law faculty gets to print them AND staple them before handing on to markers.

Other Degree: Print them off yourself*

Text books

Law: $1,180 for years' text books.

Other Degree: $300 for the whole year.

Library

Law: Library is the LAW LIBRARY

Other Degree: Law library is considered our library too... you just feel like an impostor.

Cost in total.

Other Degree $17,574 (a new car)

Law $35,440 (a nice new car)

My double degree $39,490 (a cheap BMW)


I am not sure who wins this one, we will have a closer look next year.






*One lecturer answered the question "do we have to hand in a hard copy?" to which the lecturer answered "Yes unlike the law school we do not have the money to pay someone to print and staple your essays"

Count down

It has been almost three months since my last Uni class. I am boared out of my mind. I guess I am lucky that 3 days working a week puts me in a comfortable financial position and goodness knows more then about 25 hours cooking makes me feel like I am selling my soul. I have this love hate relationship with cooking, mostly I hate doing it commercially but if I don't do some time in a kitchen my home kitchen gets a real working out. This might not sound like a bad thing but cooking can be a very expensive hobby. So working more hours is out of the question. Mr. Ovum has been on my case all holidays about getting more hours and has only just given up on that one. Next year I might do a summer semester to fill the gap and maybe graduate before I am 30.

On Tuesday we had to allocate our classes. Imagine this, 500 eager 1L's clicking on refresh over and over until it gets 'turned on' at 9am. Everyone is fighting for the choice classes and there is only so many places to be had. Last semester on the way home from grocery shopping in the late afternoon it hit me that the class allocation system was turned on that morning, needless to say last semester I had the worst timetable. This time i has my class sheet with the codes (they use the course codes not the names just to trip you up a little) all mapped out and highlighted ready to go. Just a little obsessive compulsive I know but it worked a treat. I have Tuesdays totally free, with this free day I can day dream about casual work in a law firm or spend the day outlining my courses both of which will be trumped by the idea of a nice long uninterrupted sleep in.

I went back into the law book shop to price the remaining subjects on and &*!@ one subject that only runs for half the year has three mandatory textbooks that come to $300 - what a rip job. Contracts text books come to $200 and Foundations is $150. My entire pay this week will be put towards the purchase of text books. HOORAY! :-(.

Until next time

What do you call a chef in a suit?

The defendant.

NYE and more in spurts

OH SHIT!: What happens when there is a blockage in the bottom unit of 6 units? Poopwater spills out the sink - that's what. Will upload a pic soon. Had to move rooms, that was not such a big deal. Living with Mr. Princess going on and on an on about it was.



CSI: Gold Coast City.
On the power walk back to the unit from the club we passed a crime scene, the boulder the park name was inlaid on was smeared with blood. not a little bit of blood. We are talking about the kind of blood that you see in a B grade horror. Turns out there was a stabbing - the victim will be OK.


The long walk: before Mr. Ovum and I arrived at the coast with another couple we called ahead and booked 6 tickets the HAD to be picked up by 5pm or they will not be held. When we had arrived at the hotel the group consensus was that we should walk to the club and pick up the tickets, this decision was biased on the google earth map telling us that we were a mear 3kms away from the club. Google map LIES!. After walking for 40 minutes at a brisk pace we had only 20 minutes to get to the club and quite some distance still to cover. We ended up power walking the remaining distance only to discover that the club was shut and nobody could give us our tickets. not impressed. After a brisk conversation with the manger *steve* we were told out tickets will be waiting at the door until we arrive.



NYE: The club was ok, actually I lie - the club was crap. One drag queen looked like she escaped a fat camp in a leotard with leopard print leg warmers, it was just that hot. I would like to attribute my appalling dancing to the amount of vodka consumed but that would be a lie, I would embarrass myself in that manner without the help of vodka.

all caught up. A special thanks to the cyber crickets that read this blog.
Obiter Ovum





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