Wednesday, March 09, 2005

Story of my life 

-Reading law cases at midnight? Check.*
-Deferring reading cases and blogging at 1am? Check.
-Scamming free hotdogs at society functions and trying to avoid talking to the other people? Check.**
-Sleeping in the library? Check.
-Wandering around looking lost and being mocked (I just know it!) by first-years? Check and check.

And it's only day 2.

On the plus side, there are a few cute guys in my Spanish class, as well as a hot Swedish girl. Yes, girls are allowed to say that. There was this one guy who told me his family's medical and ethnic history in the class ice-breaker. And I didn't even run away. Wow. There was also a girl who said she was Assyrian. She didn't look several millenia old, though.

Things are looking better than last year, in any case. Spanish, my overload "fun" subject, promises to be a breeze. I'm doing the bludgeriffic "Ethics and Politics" which has LEARNING LOGS as assessment and tutes every fortnight only, AND it's a 8cp subject. French Enlightenment seems interesting, or at least the texts are- Voltaire's Lettres philosophiques, Rousseau's Discours sur l'origine de l'inegalite parmi les hommes, Montesquieu's Lettres persanes. I have Fridays off. Best of all, not all is quiet on the friend front. I have one in all of my classes except possibly Enlightenment, though surely someone I know will be doing it. The only bad news is that Contracts has two mofo'ing huge textbooks (2 x 1000 pages, $200), a CLOSED BOOK exam, and an excited but potentially dull teacher. Who can blame him.

In other news, I'm seriously considering switching into Psychology. Pros: I like interrogating people, learning about the wackiness of the brain and psyche, doing something that actually involves contact with real human beings instead of lawyers (I jest, I jest) and books, was my childhood ambition (or at least Year 5-6 ambition - I was indecisive then as now), alternate career path. Cons: potentially having to overload for the rest of my degree and/or adding two years' extra study to my five-year degree, squishing of French honours/exchange plans, adding two training or postgrad years to the couple I need for law, super duper competitiveness for getting into honours and into real clinical jobs, less certainty and payoff for study compared with other possible transfers, kinda fudginess of the field, incompatibility with law, my own suitability- I'm not exactly the most people-personest person. I'm going to the lecture tomorrow and having a talk to the faculty people to see if it's even possible within my degree. It's a big leap for a kind of half-baked idea.

Then there's the prospect of reapplying to med. Yup, gotta love that UMAT. And the waiting and the hoping and the terror of interviews and the disappointment and the bitterness. Or the five years and the other seven years of postgrad and then the crazy hours, crazy people, all-consuming career, family juggling act, piles of journals, corpses, litigation, insurance, bodily juices.

Maybe being an educated burger-flipper ain't so bad. "Voudriez-vous des frites avec ça?"


*"George Bernard Shaw's Eliza Doolittle (circa 1912) thought the suggestion that she have a bath in private with her clothes off was indecent, so she hung a towel over the bathroom mirror. One wonders what she would have thought and said to a suggestion that she wear in public one of today's minuscule and socially accepted bikinis, held miraculously in place apparently with the aid of providence, and, possibly, glue." Stable J on (im)morality now and then, in Andrews v Parker [1973] Qd R 93. I think I'm in legal love with the old pervert.

**I'm in DarcySoc, people, and I haven't even seen Pride and Prejudice. Blame Trisha. I do, however, have Colin Firth's laminated face in my wallet though, so it's not all bad. Mm, old hotness.

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