blackmilk announced that the nairobi dress will be released on Thursday at 2pm.
it’s moments like these that I appreciate all those long hours spent at the office earning overtime.
… when you get home all gee’d to start your constitutional law assessment… and Austlii is down for site maintenance.
I’m too lazy to sign into my uni portal to get to LexisNexis… so I guess this is the university telling me to TAKE TONIGHT OFF!
And who the hell is “gee’d” to come home to a constitutional assessment? Pfft, who am I kidding!
The Court is of the opinion that the Federal Aid Roads Act No 46 of 1926 is a valid enactment.
It is plainly warranted by the provisions of s 96 of the Constitution, and is not affected by those of s 99 or any other provisions of the constitution, so that exposition is unnecessary.
The action is dismissed.
The entire judgement in Victoria v Commonwealth (Federal Roads Case) (1926) 38 CLR 399.
WHY CAN’T ALL CASE JUDGMENTS BE THIS CONCISE!!!
At the completion of this unit, a student will keep up to date with the latest developments and changes in taxation lawMy Unit of Study outline for Tax Law… given that the two tax acts change every year, there’s probably a very slim chance that I will remain up to date with the latest tax developments… maybe in, you know, my spare time pfft
Sometimes, I envisage my future life. Normally, it involves a nice terrace in Balmain/Surry Hills, or a lovely house in Drummoyne by the water, a courtyard/backyard for my two children (one boy, one girl, in that order) to play in with the dog (or two), nice kitchen etc etc. Far enough away from my parents and my partner’s parents so that they only drop by on weekends or once a fortnight, yet close enough to know that they’re still there.
You know, far enough away so that I can create and live my own life free from influence.
Today my boyfriend told me that in three years time, his parents are looking to move out from their current residence. He then proceeded to list the three above suburbs, all ones that in the past couple of years I have spoken about, at length, wanting to live in.
This is essentially a bit of a dream crusher. Mind flashes to the opening titles of Everybody Loves Raymond appear in my mind’s eye. This is not what I envisaged/planned for/want.
This is another one of those things you never get taught about when growing up. I hate #adultproblems
… my boyfriend’s mother admitted that she “managed” my boyfriend through school.
I will never manage my children.
This realisation of mine has probably been a long time coming. Like, there have been small indicators along the way, here and there, that I have just turned a blind eye to (heck, probably also took advantage of them once or twice). But in all honesty…
I’m in fourth year law now. Most of my friends are too. It’s time to grow the fuck up and stop thinking that you are that self entitled that you can demand everything to be handed to you on a silver platter.
My grandparents are leaving for a 3 week Canada trip on Wednesday.
I HOPE THEY’RE OKAY!