I guess it have been a long long time since I've written anything on this blog. Not too good a sign. But school is so busy nowadays so.
Anyway, something wierd came up during one of those little mumblings with a friend yesterday. I've decided that there is this song all the land law tutors should listen to. I shall not quote the entire song but only the lyrics which sound relevant hee.
Colours of the Wind
By: Vanessa Willams
"Come run the hidden pinetrails of the forest
Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once never wonder what they're worth"
Yes they should just follow that cue and chill out on comtemplating so much abt land everytime....
"You think you own whatever land you land on
The earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name."
This one relates to a tutorial problem (crowd roars "mugger" repeatedly. hey don't be mean). The one to do with the chattels in the garden of the vendor's house. Buyer buys the land from vendor and wants the garden for himself. I think this part of the song depicts what the vendor would say to the buyer haha.
Okie enough rubbish for now.. got to go back into dealing with the stupidity of some business partners who think the court is senile.
Here's something on a parting note:
It seems that there's a fence between Heaven and Hell, which had fallen into disrepair. St. Peter sought out Satan.
"Hey, Satan, it's your turn to fix the fence. The big guy says it looks awful. Get it done."
"I like the way it looks," Satan answered. "I'm not doing anything."
"You have to," said St. Peter. "It's your duty. You signed a contract when we built the fence, and you are obligated to repair it."
"You think I care about that contract?" asked Satan. "You should know better than that. I said I am not doing anything, and if you don't leave me alone, I may just tell you what you can do with that contract."
"If you don't make the repairs," St. Peter said angrily, "The law will make you. If you don't live up to your obligations under the contract, we'll sue you."
"Sue me?" Satan couldn't help laughing. "Where are YOU gonna get a lawyer?"
