Sometimes, I really wonder how I have so many crazy experiences in college when  I have a relatively normal life in school.

Last week, my law lecturer planned to have a public lecture regarding equity and judicial precedents. Somehow, i ended up with the other group, opposing my two best friends. The speaker in my group, S (not mentioning name) had chosen equity at first but later decided to bail out.  My friends wanted to stick with their topic, but  S pestered them throughout the weekend to change the topic. Her excuse is that both of them have relatives they can turn to ask for help but we don't.  That is bullshit, by the way. S herself has an aunt that she's quite close with that she WOULD ask for help, whereas my friends wouldn't dream of asking their relatives for help, part of the reason being that she hadn't seen her relative since last christmas.

So, to be fair, my friends asked the law lecturer to choose the topic for us. Wanna know what S did? She didn't come to college on the day, claiming high fever and she sent a text message early in the morning to ask me to ARGUE with my best friends to get the topic, giving the excuse above. For someone that had a high fever, she had the strength to send a text message to me in the middle of the class to ask who get the topic.

Now that she had the topic, she didn't attend the classes for some days and left me and my friend, Fei Yi wondering what we should do other than looking for articles aimlessly.

Whew, got that off my chest. Moving on to what happened this morning.

My law lecturer did a funny thing again. When Marylin told him that she saw a banner of Lexis Nexis (a law website) hanging on the premise of a fitness centre, he did a weird aerobic dance for us, citing all the law lords and parliament acts that we learnt.  Let me tell you, the whole floor could hear us laughing. We even collapsed in the lift afterwards from laughing too much. When Annette and I told Miss Karen about it, she laughed as well and she said she might ask him to do a performance for the a level night. 

By the way, he sent a text message imploring us not to tell anyone. We told him that we had told miss karen about it. His only reply is that we are pure evil. And I agree.