OFFICIALLY BEEN CHOPPED AND SCREWED!!!

Sadly today is not a good day as well, I am mourning my first university mark, according to the standards of the university I did pass but according to the standards of first term work or should I say semester (careful my university voc is coming up) I AM SCREWED!!!. Thobeka says it's a good start because it will help me build up but I say I could use with a bit of confidence. Do you remember the case that I was talking about yesterday, which I spent my whole precious Sunday doing (forgive me father for I have sinned) it wasn't due and the reason for this was because a lot of people didn't know about it this continues to prove my hypothesis and believe it or not the day has just started and I'm looking for comfort in you guys which is kind of sad right because I should be doing so much that I even forget that I have a facebook account to post how such a good time I'm having but do not feel sympathy for me for that worry that I'm writing law on Saturday and I don't even have a textbook. I might be repeating myself on this one but I AM SCREWWWEED!!!! 

LAW AND ORDER

So there is this case that we have to do for LAWS1L and it's about adultery. This is what happens a married woman commits adultery with the defendant so the husband of the wife sues the lover for damages. The defence says suing for adultery is an outdated concept and doesn't and is not part of the modern concept of marriage so it doesn't amount to a damages claim, the judge says clearly spouses are hurt by adultery because that is what lead to the case in the first place. In the end the judge ruled in the plaintiff's favour. Well what I say what ever gets you money do it, it you right to sue these douchebags for screwing you over so next time they will know that you aren't a push over and to those who commit adultery remember you vow " to love and cherish from this day forward until death does you apart" stick to it and remember divorce is just a few papers away.If you are interested on the case it is Wiese V Moolman 2009 (3) SA (122) T

BAD DAY AT THE OFFICE!!!

It is definitely a bad at the office. Today on the 21/02/2013 I woke up on panic mode, I woke up at 08:20 and I thought I had a class at 08:40 so I went and took a shower which I thought was the fastest shower of my lifeI only to find out that it was 08:49 when I came out. I did everything to be fast but I forgot to brush my teeth so my mouth probably smells like a caveman's now. When I got on campus I didn't even know where I was suppose to go (I blame it on being first year not ignorance) so I wondered around into every building that had science in its name. When I had eventually given up I went to the old main building where our other lectures usually are and I found out on the timetable that it was actually at 13:45 my heart just sank I didn't even get to eat breakfast and I don't have cash because I'm scared of temptations. So now I sitting at the library feeling like I'm going to die because I slept on popcorn writing this blog hoping that the pageviews or subscriptions will feed my soul.

MY RETURN!!!!

I'M BACK, I'M BACK, I;M BACK. I hope you haven't missed me much. I have to say I have missed you. I haven't had to experience not having internet access for this long, for the whole week I have been watching movies that I have probably watched more than 10 times in order to forgot my withdrawal. I hope by Monday I will be able to post about my varsity life which is still boring because I haven't got wasted and forget my name, where I am and where my underwear went.Well the weekday is almost over so technically I can't tell you about my first day in varsity which I had hoped to do.
MONDAY
I would say that it wasn't that bad because I was lucky enough not to over sleep or get lost and look like a first year, if you are saying well you are a first year you are so wrong, this is how varsity works no one and I mean no one wants to be asked for help by first years ever the admin staff.
TUESDAY
On Tuesday I finally talked to my housemates, I wasn't blessed enough to get into res, well I'm not sure whether I ticked the box to apply for res but that doesn't matter because now I live in a commune. Some might say ow that's such a great way to meet new people sorry to burst your bubble and all but it's not. Firstly I had to go UPSTAIRS!!!! The dreaded place for a new comer because I live downstairs in a BASEMENT!!! If there is some one who is reading this and knows a real estate agent from Pietermaritzburg please take sympathy on me. Going back to upstairs when I went there I felt like someone had just pooped on my face because of the looks I got. Unfortunately we do not have a mirror so I couldn't check. So on Tuesday this is what I found out about my fellow DOWNSTAIRERS. Firstly there is Mike he is very friendly unfortunately because I have minor social problems I'm finding it hard to adjust to. Then there is Simba AKA Mr 113 he is the hotness monster of the house, then Senzo I have never seen him go out unless he is in the pool or microwaving his food (aunt says she has never seen someone so lazy in her life). Don't get this wrong but I can't remember the names of the girls.

The other days felt as if there were just there including Friday all I know is that my father is still going to give a tongue lashing because I have spent 200 bucks in just five days. I have to say goodbye because I don't know when I will see you again because my father might decide to kill me.

SO LONG MY FRIENDS!!!  

DARN VARSITY!!

Varsity is a busy place, I don’t know whether it’s a crossover between the London underground during peak hour or the Indian supermarket, neah definitely the Indian supermarket. Well varsity has opened and it’s the start of something that everyone dreads REGISTRATION!!! The long queue and that hot Pietermaritzburg weather. Yesterday it was my first time experiencing this, being a child that was born 172 years after Charles Babbage (the father of computers) I had expected to do everything online in the comfort of my homethat was my face before I found out that the Bachelor of Arts in Politics, Philosophy and Law had to be done manually because there was a module missing, dun dun dun dan  that’s how I felt after hearing that. So after finding out that I should do things the old way I calmed down because I had already filled in the form, so I go straight to that long line and wait to get this whole thing over and done with, when I’m about half way down the line I find out that I have to get signatures for every module I would be doing, where? I don’t know, so after wondering around like a 6 year old at the mall I found someone who helped me. First signature done now three left little did I know that those three signatures had to be found in three different places my heart just sank. After walking for miles and sweating Cleveland I finally got all the signatures and waited again on the registration line. Finally I get in front and I’m told I have not been financially cleared so I had to go to student fees, came back did my registration just when I thought I was finished little did I know I had to go and get my student id done. It’s hot, I have been on campus since 9am and then it was 14:00 pm and I had to take a picture, you can just imagine how it turned out. My body aches, I’m hungry like hell and I got an ugly picture for life. DARN VARSITY.

      

FOLDING IT BACK!!!

Well I have to say I am turning that leaf back and I’m taking back all the promises I made on the turning over the leaf post it’s probably because I didn’t get the camera so I didn’t get my ice breaker yet  first day of orientation and everything goes bad:

v Firstly I had to listen to an hour presentation only to find out that it is the same one that I had listened to three days ago on parent’s day. I mean don’t they make an effort.

v Secondly I have people that I went to school with in the same faculty talk about plan crasher.

v Thirdly while I was listening while thinking about my next strategy, I could hear the same conversations I used to hear in high school and it wasn’t the greatest of places. So while listening to these conversations call me prejudiced but I could already see people I will not get along with. I’m probably going to find it hard to get a friend this year.

v Fourthly it’s an orientation so basically what you are expecting people to sell their school, so while I was waiting for cheerleaders I got the band and those are my half dedicated mentors how they became them I do not know. So during the tour I had to listen to wing jokes this is a word I made up myself, I call it a wing joke because you are basically not giving much thought so you wing it hoping that a few people will laugh at them. We arrive at the girls only residence and they say if you have a girlfriend this is where you go so people chuckle only to find she will repeat the same thing when we arrived at the boys residence.

v I don’t know whether you can say fifthly but what the hell. Fifthly I officially got Varsity BUMPED!!!! During the whole traffic of people trying to register and change their courses I got bumped, maybe I’m taking this to far but after that I could feel my spine throbbing.

So even though varsity life wasn’t pure joy I did end up conversing with someone, I don’t really get people’s names but we were sitting on the same bench and he was on his phone texting and it became quite for about five minutes and eventually I asked if this wasn’t weird and he said why then I replied we are sitting on the same bench and we aren’t even talking to each other and he laugh so I said this shows what the world has turned into and he said what and I said you chose your phone over a human being and we continued talking. I probably won’t have to use that line again but at least I can start a convo now. Indeed every cloud has a silver lining.

HARDSHIP!!!

I don’t want to go back to the apartheid times but sometimes we remise about how much hardship our families endured during apartheid. You know that it was bad when the topic rises and your parents or grandparents start to tear. Yesterday I started reading Archbishop Desmond Mpilo Tutu;s biographt and it really brought tears in my eyes. This was what John Allen wrote as the prologue in page 4 “Tutu and his personal assistant, Matt Esau, went into Botha’s office. It was the first time Esau had met Botha, and he was struck by his president’s size; alongside Tutu, who stood only about 1,6 meter tall, Botha was, in Esau’s words, a groot , fris boer (a big, beefy Afrikaner). Esau was also struck by the lighting- and Robin Renwick wrote later that being received in Botha’s dimly lit study conjured up images of what it must have been like to call on Hitler in his bunker.” If people would compare Botha to the Fuhrer Adolf Hitler than doesn’t that show how much our families faced for years. After all this it makes me proud to be guided by our constitution.