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WEEK 13

Hi guys,
This weeks has been a busy one from the start. I'm going to try to go into more details on how my week by separating the days. Hopeful the posts don't get boring.
Monday
I got into a bit of trouble with student services for having multiple piercings on my ears, I smiled at the lady and she let me in. We finished criminal litigation early and I was excited to go home early only to remember Tuesday was the deadline given to complete medicals.

 I assumed I didn't have to do it since I was not staying on campus, students are very fond of leaving things until last minute so the second the lecturer announced the end of class I didn't wait to thumbprint. Walked to the clinic as fast as I could, completed the process in 45 minutes and went back to thumbprint at ICT, I took my medical card as proof to show I wasn't ditching lectures. Got home before 4.

Tuesday
Long day , civil litigation takes a lot of time and the lectures always have stories to tell but they are quite funny, we have a lecturer who rarely finishes his sentence.
 We finished class at half 5 due to certain reasons, the head of academics had to address the class on the behavior of some students , people bullying their roommates one leading to physical injury which I was a witness to.
 The school management kept reminding us we had the same attitude as the 2013/2014 set which ended in mass failure where 60 percent failed their bar finals and they have threatened to descend on us heavily.

We were also addressed by a past student who got first class in civil and won the first prize in civil law but graduated with a 2:1 even though the lecturers expected a first class in all his papers. He told us about the mistakes he made and how that affected the rest of his papers.

The chairman of the Student Representative Council talked to the class begging for everyone to cooperate as the conduct of one person can affect the entire class.

I attended a group meeting which started and hour late and ended with an argument because people didn't want to queue to in order to sign the attendance sheet. Got home late, too tired to revise or study for the next day.

Wednesday
Long ass day, we did billing in property law practice, all i know is basic maths. We had to count in the millions then do division and fraction. To most people that might be easy but I'm terrible when it comes to maths all I know are my timetables, additions and subtractions .
We were given formulas for transactions and we have to choose what scale each fell under, a lot of number but I survived. We will get the scale in the exam all we have to do is decide on the formula to use.

Met with my group mentor, told her abut my issues with the group leader and she gave a solution, not before she gave a nice lecture about my earrings and how a lot of people would want to judge me because of it.
She also told me a story about a girl who had a piercing under her tongue and she didn't allow her  dine because of it and she had to take out the piercings and the girls father was glad and very thankful.

Thursday
Nothing special, corporate law practice. Go bored went on to lunch with a new friend who worked close to the law school, very funny smart guy, Mr steal your girl. .

 Restaurants in Nigeria are over hyped and over priced , I don't mind paying a lot for food as long as its worth it, I ordered chicken parmesan and spaghetti and he ordered american breakfast.
 We were served bread while waiting, smelt nice but it was old microwaved bread, I don't trust people who warm any sort of pastry.
 Food came after 30 minutes, my spaghetti and cheese was cold, the chicken had too much flour and was over fried it was accompanied with stale cold garlic bread.
His breakfast was a slice of bread cut into two, sausage and scrambled eggs .

Was disappointed but couldn't complain because I got free food. Waited outside until class ended, talked to a few people I've never talked to even though I seen them around since Bar I and will probably not talk to them again until I'm stuck outside the auditorium.
Class finished at four, stayed back to talk to a few people then my car refused to start, had to call the same guy who took me out for lunch to help out. Thanks Wale!
Had no plans staying back for group meeting, got a message the meeting was cancelled when I was almost home


Friday
Every week I ask myself is it really worth it before getting out of bed.
The class managed to piss a lecturer off, the guy walked off while teaching, I left during break with no intentions of coming back until lectures ended. We had yet another speech from the SRC chairman who I think is too calm for the group but ah well.
Stopped to buy some Materials to sew more outfits for school.


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L.D

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