Thursday, April 19, 2007

This morning I had my Private International Law exam. It was extremely painful but at least it's over. I do not predict anything above a C, and I really really pray I don't fail.

"Now why didn't you study harder for it, Sylvia?" you might ask. Because last night, when everyone else in my class was busy reading about enforcement of foreign judgments in Mexico for the 5th time, I was watching the Kaiser Chiefs perform at Spectrum, trying to avoid getting sucked into a mosh, and gaping at a girl who had hoisted herself up onto a friend's shoulders, slowly take off her top, gradually leaned back into the crowd, and then crowd surfed completely topless, at which point Letizia remarked "hey, that girl looks like my friend!" and the band burst, very aptly I might add, into Oh My God.

And I realised that doing my 48-hr take-home before Space Law would necessarily encroach on 2 farewell dinners I had previously agreed to. Now that we all know where my priorities lie, I think I might have a problem.

-- tee @ 2:37 am |