I doubt I will make it sane through the whole semester.
People may not know this, but there actually a few law students who have become quite “not right in their heads” after several years of taking this course.
Like this guy Razi who kept repeating the same papers for three consecutive semesters. Razi's one of the senior students who are known as "ghosts" in our faculty (they're called "ghosts" because they exceed the average 4-year term of study). He got extremely worried seeing everyone in his class graduating earlier than him that he went into a deep depression and was reluctant to talk to other students. All he ever does was reading thick, heavy law textbooks.
After his mother died from cancer, Razi finally cracked up and turned into a talkative monster. He would talk about things relating to life and the law non-stop and bombard people with murderously insane questions like “Why do humans have hairy armpits?”. Whenever the lecturers scolded him for being late to class or unable to answer simple questions, he would laugh out an insane laughter that scared the wits out of us.
The last I heard about Razi was that the guy had given up on studying law and decided to run off to Singapore to find a job. He boarded the train right after he was released from his evening tutorial class without saying anything to anyone, not even to his own brother whom he was living with. No one has seen him ever since.
I still get goose bumps whenever I remember his insane laughter.
People may not know this, but there actually a few law students who have become quite “not right in their heads” after several years of taking this course.
Like this guy Razi who kept repeating the same papers for three consecutive semesters. Razi's one of the senior students who are known as "ghosts" in our faculty (they're called "ghosts" because they exceed the average 4-year term of study). He got extremely worried seeing everyone in his class graduating earlier than him that he went into a deep depression and was reluctant to talk to other students. All he ever does was reading thick, heavy law textbooks.
After his mother died from cancer, Razi finally cracked up and turned into a talkative monster. He would talk about things relating to life and the law non-stop and bombard people with murderously insane questions like “Why do humans have hairy armpits?”. Whenever the lecturers scolded him for being late to class or unable to answer simple questions, he would laugh out an insane laughter that scared the wits out of us.
The last I heard about Razi was that the guy had given up on studying law and decided to run off to Singapore to find a job. He boarded the train right after he was released from his evening tutorial class without saying anything to anyone, not even to his own brother whom he was living with. No one has seen him ever since.
I still get goose bumps whenever I remember his insane laughter.
"STUPIFIED" BY DISTURBED is playing in my mind today.
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