Hello, Goodbye and somewhere between.

Take a deep breath and be happy, because I am not going to spill on the same old mundane issue of "how my life has eventually changed after one semester being in a law school" today. Well, not anymore.(Knowing, I'm still a late comer and a procrastinator. Proven due to the lagged post) But I will raise an issue to be thought over. An ordinary issue but if we begin to contemplate why, it gets your mind to function properly. Like it has never functioned before. Alright. Exaggeration spotted.

Let's talk about thing that we're all doing now. The existence of this blog to be precise.

Why else would law students of the past, present, and future take so fiercely to blogging? Is it a passion for putting figurative pen to figurative paper? Is it because we subconsciously or not so subconsciously exalt ourselves and think people care about what we have to say? Or is it merely because law students have a passion for words (b-law-g) that contain a law phoneme?

Why these other students from other fields such as Dentistry, Medicine, and Engineering do not have the immense interest like we do? Maybe they're not too happy to start up their entry by saying eerie and disgusting things like "Last morning I filled in a cavity..." and "I had a good time, playing and squishing the arteries of my patient. I've never seen anything as redder as her blood"

But is Law School interesting enough to be bragged about in a blog? The fact that controversial issues like homosexuality and abortion appeal more to them than other topics would. I reckon, it is because, if we blog, we know that what we've been talking about are almost universal stuff that can be fathomed by the ordinary people. Things and global issues that occurred around us that welcome these readers to give feedbacks on our entries.

Hang on. Did I just make us sound like attention-seekers?
Let's hope not because we might as well do not plan to be attention grabber through our online journals. What I really can relate to this is, perhaps it has to do with relevance. The law is everywhere, after all. Look at politics and its blog-wielding cadre. Political bloggers are pervasive, although that tends to be more for professional purposes than in pursuit of a hobby. How often do you read a political blog that discusses what the blogger ate for breakfast?

Do law students simply have too much time on their hands? HA HA HA [Insert fake laughs here]. I’m sure if I looked closely enough I would find other disciplines of study with a strong blogging community, but could it possibly be as expansive as the law blogging community? Everyone blogs. You tell me. Those who love the law (if any) or objecting the law (absolutely). Those aspiring lawyers. The ones who dream about being attorneys due to the massive influence from Law and Order or Legally Blonde that conveyed the message on fashion and law are related regardless bimbos will not be taken seriously in a law field.

Which once again raises the question, why do you and I blawg?


I don't want to hear any answers saying;

"because Puan Sitha told me to do so"

No. Not even near to that. Give me legally convincing answers please :)

Good luck for the finals!
Show them the parents that Law School is more to life than producing a whole lot more Karpal Singh wannabes in our legal system.

The so-called break up letter.

Dear the chosen one,

I have a feeling you knew this time would come. And I have to say that it's not you, it's all me.(The typical I'm-not-that selfish-lines)

You and I have been through months of moments that we shared together and our relationship has been pretty good. Up until now. You never demanded exclusivity and I didn't imagine I'd need to go anywhere else for something I could look up to. It has always been you. But lately, if you have actually noticed, it has been a rocky situation for us both. I noted the fact that we've known each other too well yet that does not suffice much for me to hang on with you. Bits by bits, I'm losing hopes on you and if you ever realized, things were totally different when we first started out. You have always enthralled me and everything felt easy and hassle-free that I assumed my previous life with you was an almost like a bed of roses. So conveniently linked to you and these people around me have always been there as my support system to keep us together still. All I ever had to do was sit back and focusing on you. Not much efforts I had to put, as you obviously can see.

But now? I can see the vast differences. I don't know whether this would come out right or will only worsen the situation yet I can no longer hold it back. I have to let you know that all the passion and enthusiasm I once felt with you are diminishing gradually. I used to look at you knowing that out of all those promising options I had, you'd fit me best mentally, physically, and emotionally. I admit that you used to be everything that I wanted and dreamt of. I enjoyed getting to know you. Every inch of you left me with curiosity that induced myself to discover and explore you more tirelessly. Chosing you boosted up my pride as I know only few souls are that lucky to be with you. You created wonders, hopes, inspirations, and aspirations for my life and made me a better person by being with you. With you, I learned how arguments can be excruciatingly annoying yet fun at the same time. You teach my heart and mind to speak meticulously. I was practically trained by you and having you running in my head daily, never wears me out. I constantly have been told by them that by keeping this relationship with you, I will have a great future that is yet to be unfolded. But in order to actualize that dream, I have to be strong-willed and have a high capability of tolerating you always. Each of your needs and demands despite that will annoy me to the core. Eventhough in the beginning my dad was going against my choice to go for you, I paid no attention because I knew that you won't let me down. Do you still think that this relationship is the best for us? I doubt that.

There are times I can profoundly feel that we belong together but when all these hardship and tests come along the way, my pessimist side is unleashed. At times I neglected you but come to think of how crucial it is to get back with you, I would go and get back on track with you. Well, since you are a very practical person, I bet you need strong reasons on why things are never the same. Firstly, I figured out that you are too clingy for me. You demand way too much time and attention from me. I find it hard for me to spend my time with my family and friends. In fact, it has been forever since I spare a quality time for myself. You have engulfed most of my weekdays routines and lately it has always been you who have been occupying my to-do list. Secondly, no matter how hard I tried to satisfy you, but to no avail. Instead, I always end up in disappointment and parts of me still feel rather unfullfilled. It is like everything I do to bond us back is never going to be enough for you. You complained that I haven't been putting much efforts to make this work. For once, give me a break. I'm just 19 and I deserve to enjoy my youth and not being suffocated with this kind of life commitment. I am not an anti-social hermit breathing under your sleeves. I have another thing I am obliged to focus on to which is called Life. Have you heard?

Thirdly, you are such a control freak. You just can't stop telling me what's wrong and what's right for my life. Mind you, I am mature enough to distinguish that. For whatever grounds you have to warn me with your threats and daunting words, there will always be someone who will disobey you. They don't feel intimidated over you. I am no different, so be my guest. I know this might sound rude, but in the meantime of all the headache and heartache you have given to me. I have to admit, that I've been indulging myself with someone else. Not in a serious sort of way. Hang on, I am not cheating on you. I need to unwind and evaluate myself of what I really want in my life to keep me contented. It's just that I had a thought of how relaxing my life could have been if I were to go back to my first love. The one I've always pictured myself building a long term commitment with. I should have not turned my back on him and realized that by being him, things will be easier and less suffocating. He does not have much for me to discover and to tolerate with as he is a simple creature compared to you. You are so complicated and hard to keep up with. You are just way too much for me to handle on a daily basis. As months go by, things get harder for me and not the other way round and I should be aware of that so that I won't be lost in translation. The thing is, I have been too preoccupied by you that if I ever let you go now, it'd be my greatest mistake. I have ran out of time to turn back to my first love and enjoy the idyllic life with him.

I don't know how much longer I should pretend as if my complacency can withstand the burden you're giving me lately. As much as I don't want to go on living up my life for years being relentlessly drained mentally and physically by you is as much I have come to a conclusion that it's too late to make up my mind and be with someone else. Of all the rantings I wrote here, I still have feelings for you my dear, although they don't feel the same anymore. After days of scrutinizing my future, I believe that we stand bigger chances of still being together. If you can actually try to put yourself in my shoes right now and fathom the dilemma I'm having, I guess this relationship wouldn't be this arduous. Do tell me if I need a change as that's what necessary to keep the relationship going. Please don't let me down again. I've come a long way to reach this stage of owning you. I can't back down as I've made several foolish mistakes in the past and I want you to know that I want to grow old with you and serving our kids and the public with whatever you have taught me about life.

So yes, help me to patch up this broken pieces and redefine our relationship, Mr. Legum Baccalaureus*

Desperately waiting,

Mia M Nor (1L)

*Legum Baccalaureus(LLB)- Bachelor of Law Degree.

1st love-TESL prog.

I apologize for the rantings. The crazy hours of preparing for PBL, presentations, and the upcoming finals that caused me to write this semi break-up letter . Don't worry, I'm still a law student deep down here and I won't settle for less. Please enjoy the video below. It illustrates us, the Law students who pretty much had a 'life' before they enrolled any law schools. :) It will crack your head even more.Enjoy your break and a Happy Eid Mubarak to all Muslims and may you have a good one this year.

Apparently, I'm going to the wrong law school.

For a start, please do not panick. That remark was the 1276th times that chant had been going on in my head for a couple of weeks ago. I've come to that stage where I've lost hopes and determination and wanted to quit law school. I remember, there was that one particular night, I was sobbing over the phone calls telling how I can never adapt in UKM law school to my dad. Adding up the pain, with the recurrent fevers I had almost every night that worsened the situation even more. I hate seeing the doctors and getting medical certificate (MC) everytime I've gotten my fever back. The smell of medical centres nauseate me. It's a tedious process but it is vital for the academic purpose record. I wasn't really sure whether those recurrent fevers were just normal ones or maybe they've got to do with H1N1. I was being too complacent about it and couldn't careless and perhaps I should really have paid attention more to my health and stop being too laid back.

Plus, the thought of going to law school sounds queasy at times. I sit. I wonder. I ponder. How can I learn to live a student's life happily reading thick books, analyzing and memorizing cases, practicing legal thinking, and dealing with legal disputes when I'm not really an argumentative person? Don't get me wrong. I do argue, but on the silliest subjects just to reaffirm my girl's power and pride. Come to think of it, one of the major reasons why I choose to read law is, I want to escape myself from studying science-based courses that involve maths, theories, and calculations. I wish I was an ace at those fields yet literally I simply am not. Due to that, I reckon I'm on the right track by opting to enrol law school since I am that type of 'read and memorize' student. Slowly, I realized that reading law to me is like a love-hate relationship. Sometimes it intrigues me, yet sometimes it irritates me.

On a brighter note, I can sense my life is changing from time to time. Time frame might be the best medium to measure whether I've changed positively on the whole and whatnot. As I trace back whoever I was before in my previous learning institution and comparing it with my present learning environment here, I can tell there are vast differences and transformations I've made. Well, maybe to others those transformations seem petty and pointless but to me; likewise.

I have been immersing myself in activities and habits that I have never thought I would engage myself into. Previously, I was too dependent on the lecturers to spoon-fed me. I paid little attention in lecture halls knowing there are always notes given by the end of the class. I took every tutelage lightly. I came to classes unprepared and just waiting to be spoon-fed every single time. My time management was ridiculously awful. I chose to stay up all night long watching midnight movies and having fun instead of holing up in the room, revising casebooks. Going to libraries, sort of stabbing my pride as I don't want to be labeled as a geek. I used internet for the sake of social networking, online shopping, and browsing Perez Hilton. I was oblivious of the fact of political situations and current issues. I presumed Britney's controversial divorce case is much more intriguing than other legal cases. In fact, I was the ultimate late-comer in class, and if I ever showed up a tad earlier, that would be intensely miraculous. I even got a standing ovation from those classmates of mine if I turned out to be one of the early birds. Yes, that awful.

As for now, everybody studies. Everybody shows up early in class. Everybody is securely prepared. Everybody goes to libraries without having to worry being called nerds. Casebooks and law journals are like their religious books and they even chant and whistle statutes and acts like those songs playing on the radio. Observing these kinds of attitudes before my eyes, raised a question in my not-so-legally-minded mind; do I want to be alienated by these legal-minded people by still being the same person as before? I would be a complete fool if I agree to stay put in the same position, wouldn't I? By then, the unexpected transformation occured in my life. It still is occuring without me noticing it. Like I've penned before in my previous entry, changes can be good. They would sound better if they naturally happen without any compulsion from others. Let the changes come within yourself and they'll give you more satisfaction in living up your life. By uttering this, I am not saying that I have changed totally. There are certain parts of me remain the same and to make up for that, there is always a room of improvent for me to do so. If the supreme laws in Federal Constitutions can be ammended, why can't us be changed?

Talk about legal mind.

"Law students do not blog. They b-law-g!"

Heaps of love from UKM Law School.

Till then ♥

The awakening.

Hello people.

First of all, I am impressed of Madam Sitha's way of including an interactive method in her learning by letting us to voice out our opinions here. Needless to say, how this blog helps as a reliable instrument for the Law students like us being accustomed to expressing their expressive thoughts and reflections pertaining to certain issues.

I guess, I will be pretty much rambling about the same things like our fellow friends previously did. The orientation week, the comparisons, the I-am-so-grateful-I-have-gotten-a-place-in-UKM sort of entries. Well, that's normal. Everybody whines and rants. To be brutally honest, UKM wasn't really my ultimate choice of pursuing my degree programme. I was in UiTM Shah Alam, doing Foundation of Law for two amazing semesters and if possible, I would love to resume my studies in the same institution because I find it hard to adapt with new places and environment. I was losing hope on pursuing law for some undefined reason, so I basically presumed I will be given courses that won't put me in a hot soup, i.e TESL or Mass Communication. I remember well enough how I've been here in UKM a few times to many when I was a kid. It felt like a safari trip and it sent adrenaline rush to my body seeing the exquisite greenery. The only different is, it's being surrounded with 'intelligent residents'. Oh, hang on. Have I mentioned about who was insanely happy when I got in here? My dad. Just because he's a graduate from UKM and he thought it's a freaking legacy. Not to mention of his stereotyped thinking that I can never graduate splendidly in UiTM for it's not a multi-racial learning institution and Shah Alam is like a pitstop to KL that his only daughter might have gone wild to be studying there for just another 4 years.

I was so reluctant to be here actually, but dad's dream to see me succeed, has brought me to an awakening realization. I should set aside my selfish side and think of others as well. It's not like I put him as the reason why I am still here, but I figured out that living up to our beloved ones' dreams can most probably lead us to attainment for the blessing is there. In the sense of making our way to materializing our dreams, to have them our parents as our motivation sources and our pillars of strength can come in handy. After all, UKM is not that bad. It provides us with good facilities and a conducive learning situation. The Law Faculty itself gives me goosebumps and for the time being, it is nervewrecking to have attended Contracts Law classes with Dr. Suzanna as my lecturer. My name has been called out without failed to answer her. She's the only woman who is able to buckle my knees and made me sweat in a freezing lecture hall. It's either she likes my name or I've always looked lost in her lecture. I bet, the very next time my name is being called out, I won't hesitate to change my name or do a plastic surgery. As in for EforLaw classes, in spite of the fun learning condition, I like the fact that Madam Sitha calls me Nadiah. Nobody has ever called me that name before. Not even my parents. Isn't that cute? :) Apart from that, Bandar Baru Bangi itself has many cool spots for a foodie like me. I just can't wait to explore more.

I have been traversing life for 19 years, when it gradually shows that changes can be good at times. I am not saying I am too dependent and clingy. I was in boarding school for five consecutive years that I've learnt, when you're being independent, whatever that you've done the blame is all yours to be taken. Right now, this second is what I'm battling with is to stay focused by making full use of the constructive changes that UKM provides for me in building myself back. We can't always have we want, people. I know, I may not have the same relaxing and convenient times like I had before in Asasi. Kolej Pendeta Za'ba might look scary at nights and the fact I had to hold my pee until the very next morning. The buses may be not sufficient and I may be apart from my bestfriends who happen to be in UM. I may have to endure this painful long-distance friendship. I may feel lost and vulnerable wondering how can I fill my spare time here. Yet, I believe I can make it through and all that I ever need would be perseverance and a cool ride to get me mobilized. No. Wait. A guy who drives a dope ride, generous but stupid. Bravo, Mia. You technically added up subtlety in your complaints and comparisons sections by sprinting an inspiring hope at the end of the lines.

Oooh, as I'm typing this. I can see monkeys outside my room, doing their evening parade.

This is so like in the movie. With the jungle ambience surrounding me.

If I am your Jane, will you be my Tarzan?But um, please put on your pants first, if you don't mind.

Till then♥