It is time to address the internet’s newest obsession; the man, the myth, Keanu Reeves. With a recent flux in Keanu related content covering every corner of social media, I thought to myself, now is the time to tell my story. To share with the world, or at the very least the handful of Accession readers, my journey to law school, and how at the core of it all, lies the most ‘’breathtaking” human to have graced this beautiful earth.
It may seem tenuous to most, the relationship a renowned action star would have to a lowly student’s legal ventures but let us harken back to early 2001. A young child sits aglow in the lights of late-night television having swindled their babysitter into staying up far past bedtime, on the proviso that this wee girl watch ‘Bill & Ted’s excellent adventure’. For those of you unfamiliar with the 1989 spectacle, it regales the time-travelling escapade of the school slackers historical undertaking to give the best school presentation. Reeve’s breakout role exemplifies that even the lowliest can strive for academic success, so why stop at a measly school presentation, why not tackle one of the most complex and challenging degrees out there, use my sound knowledge of history to crush those first-year exams. ‘William the conqueror’ who??? Foreshore and Seabed Act, what????
On to what could perhaps be a more coherent line of thinking, Devil’s advocate is an inspiration to an aspiring lawyer. Kevin Lomax (Reeve’s title character) is a powerhouse in the courtroom, dominating trials and winning cases by toeing the brink of reasonable doubt. If that’s not just straight-up cool, I don’t know what is. What’s more, is the fantastical setting of the film cloaks the profession in an air of mystery and intrigue. This portrayal enticed a young, slightly terrified me into desperately wanting to take to the court and battle it out with the best of the best, all the while maintaining the cool, suave Reeves radiated.
Now to the heart of it. I am in love with Keanu Reeves. He’s a stand-up, genuinely lovely guy, with the humility only Kendrick could teach us. Now, I am a shoddy actor to be generous. This fact means that no matter what steps I take, we shall not be starring opposite each other in the next John Wick or better yet Lake House. Therefore, our chances of falling in love through a whirlwind romance onset are slim to none. However… There is another way — entertainment law. Every actor, even the esteemed Keanu, needs a lawyer to check over his contracts, support him in typical Hollywood matters, and even such menial processes as help him buy a house. In spite of Selene’s teaching, and knowing you really ought not to get with a client, I shall rise in the profession, I will represent Keanu, and we will fall in love. Law, my friends, is the only way.
So yes, there are many reasons the actor inspired me to pursue a career in law, from his persona, encouraging me to be most excellent to my fellow man, to his clear academic drive. But really, I just need ins.
I think it’s safe to say that at some point in your law degree, you will experience “Job Anxiety” or what I call “holy shit nobody is ever going to employ me I just wasted five years of my life!” It can often seem like there are only one or two paths through law school that result in a job.
Now, I want to make sure that the people who ace second year, get into Honours, bang out a dissertation and stroll into a grad job with one of the big 3 get their due; IT IS NOT EASY! I have seen first-hand how hard these students work, and they deserve the reward for their efforts.
But let’s face it, they represent the top 10%, and the other 90% of us “mortal” law students follow a less certain path – one filled with last-minute research and writings, recycled notes that don’t really make sense and the realisation that you opted for pint night over study a few too many times during semester. When it comes to finding a job, your Bell Gully’s and Chapman Tripp’s of the world are built around the image and aura of being “top-shelf”, so naturally they target the “legal superstars” every year.
Herein lies the root cause of “Job Anxiety”. Large corporate firms and Government Ministries have the money and resources to market themselves heavily, fund recruitment drives, sponsor law events and buy your love with cookie drops. There are only a few positions available, and the bar to even be considered is high. This competition means that, for most law students, these jobs seem out of reach. Big firm marketing also creates the ILLUSION that those are the only “legitimate” legal jobs out there in the marketplace. It becomes easy to convince yourself that not landing a job at one of these places is tantamount to career suicide or an indication that you are “sub-par”. I know I indeed fell prey to that feeling of “not being good enough”. There is nothing inherently wrong with working or wanting to work at a big firm. There isn’t anything wrong with the fact that they spend a lot of money on marketing; in fact, we as students benefit all the time from the sponsorship money that SOULS receives. What does pose a problem, however, is that students sometimes struggle to form an accurate picture of what they can do and where they can go with their law degree if they are not the second coming of Amal Clooney.
The reality is that finding a job or scoring an internship is not as impossible as it can sometimes seem. I took the “road less travelled”, but ultimately, I feel that I benefited in ways that are just as valuable as those gained through a more orthodox approach.
Heading into my fourth year, I looked at my GPA and said “YIKES”. Frankly, I thought I had a better chance of finding that dignity I lost at law camp than landing a clerkship with a big-name firm. I knew that these strange things called “medium” and “small” firms existed out there in the wilderness, but that was about it. “Job Anxiety” set in big time, and there were dark days when I even contemplated that I might actually have to USE MY ECONOMICS DEGREE! I know… terrifying stuff, but in all seriousness, I was pretty worried about my future and the pressure I was feeling began to affect other aspects of my life. Let’s get one thing straight though; I do have SOME analytical skills. I’ll have you know that I calculated the minimum amount of work required to pass a paper many times! Nevertheless, I decided to set about in a similar manner deciphering what I needed to do to either a) get a job, or b) at least make myself more attractive as a candidate.
After a brief interlude of 3 weeks I stopped crying myself to sleep watching “The Notebook” on repeat and came to the conclusion that gaining some/any experience in the legal sector would go a long way to helping me impress potential employers and prove to myself and others that grades were not going to define my success as a lawyer. The first thing I had to do was bite the bullet and accept that my grades were like Justin Timberlake’s acting career (a disappointment), and there was nothing I could do about it. Secondly, I had to stop waiting for the University or the Law Faculty to plop a nice opportunity in my lap; I had to go looking for it. My parents live in Hawke’s Bay, so I went online and made a list of all the law practices within an hour of my house. Then, I called up a family friend who happened to be an accountant and asked which law firms he had dealt with and had good reputations in the area. He kindly gave me some names to follow up on and I went about emailing every firm, big or small. I asked if I could meet with someone and to discuss how their firm worked, what they could tell me about the practice of law in a smaller market and what kind of opportunities they foresaw for young lawyers in the region. I DID NOT ask for a job, nor did I ask for an interview. Instead, I framed it as a fact-finding exercise. My thinking was that it would be much better to get in front of a real person if possible because those type of interactions are often more impactful in the long run.
Some firms never got back to me, and others politely replied that they were unable to accommodate me, but a decent number of firms did agree to meet! It was still the middle of first semester, and I wasn’t heading back home anytime soon, so I set up appointments for the first week of mid-semester break. In the interim, I did some research on the firms, touched up my CV and kept up to date with movements in the miniature horse market. When the break rolled around, I was ready. My strategy was to go into a firm armed with a list of questions and, somewhat ironically, conduct a sort of an interview of my own. At the end of each meeting, I let whoever I had met know that I was interested in getting some legal experience and volunteered my services (FOR FREE) as an intern, office help, anything. I was living at home, and while I did not relish the thought of being more broke than usual, I took the long view that doors would open for me if I could just get my foot in the door.
Some meetings definitely went better than others, but all were valuable learning points. It definitely brought home to me that there is a large degree of variation when it comes to law firms. Think more along the lines of that Foo Fighters song (“one of these firms is not like the other!”) …yeah you know it! One firm I visited was headed by two old codgers who still ran things like it was the 1970’s and unexpectedly tried to get me to take over the practice straight out of law school (and also somehow pay for it???). There were a few “too cool for school” types and a good number of “ma & pa” set-ups to go alongside the more standard 5-9 partner medium firm. Each meeting gave me a chance to get a feel for the person, learn about their firm and also judge their interest or availability as an employer. Many of the firms let me know that they had never taken clerks or interns on in the past because they didn’t know how they would manage a student, or if they would even know what work to give them. Despite this, most firms were genuinely intrigued by my proactive (I suspect the non-pecuniary element helped) interest. My CV was taken away to be presented and reported on at partner meetings, and I was told to keep in touch and make contact again towards the end of the second semester.
After following up on my leads, I was fortunate enough to be offered a clerkship at a medium-sized firm in Napier. They had never taken on an intern before, but decided I was worth a shot because they were impressed that I had put in the effort to make my own way and explore potential opportunities (the mad hatters even decided to pay me). The experience I gained while working there turned out to be invaluable, and the smaller nature of the firm meant I got a lot of time working with the partners themselves. I also got a bit of flexibility to create my own job as the partners felt I should try to insert myself anywhere I thought I might be able to help (they also didn’t know what to do with an intern, so I had to improvise). I ended up sitting in with partners during meetings and was, surprisingly, often asked to present and comment on ongoing cases. I helped conduct interviews, was sent to the District Court and the local Council to sift through old archives and title deeds to historical sites. I even wrote new standards for dealing with elderly clients (that were actually adopted by the firm, are they mad?!). All up, my clerking experience was much more broad and diverse than what some of my friends got to have in larger, corporate firms. Coming back to law school in 2019, I felt confident for the first time that working wasn’t going to be as scary as I thought it would. “Job Anxiety” wasn’t going to plague me the way it once had before, because now I knew that there are opportunities out there; they just aren’t always easy to see.
I guess the point that I am trying to make is that we shouldn’t have to live in fear of not being good enough. Not having a clerkship doesn’t make you a terrible person, or a failure or even a bad student. Don’t spend your time here fretting about your future; it will hold you back from embracing what can be a really awesome time at law school. It’s ok to volunteer, join a club or a team of some sort, or just interact on a level outside of academics with your peers. It won’t shut doors, and it will enrich your experience.
On the other hand, I think we need to be mindful that we play a meaningful role in our own lives. The Faculty and the University are always working to keep us informed about opportunities after university, but we cannot rely on them to do all the work for us. Taking a pro-active approach to job hunting, and thinking outside the box will inevitably help you grow as an individual, and you might just discover something special or unique along the way. I started 2018 with a shoddy academic record and a sense of hopelessness about my future prospects. Through a bit of creative thinking, a sprinkling of luck and the help of some kind-hearted people, I will close out 2019 with a job (I know… somebody was foolish enough to employ me) and the belief that you CAN flip the script if you want to.
As I was walking to my first Public Law lecture of 2016, I happened to walk behind a couple of second year law students. Naturally, being law students, the pair’s conversation was at an elevated volume, and so naturally, when I heard them mention my name, I eavesdropped. Sadly, my presence in their conversation was not for positive reasons. It turned out that I had a bit of a reputation, one that stretched beyond my voluminous hair, poor posture and, apparently, ill-fitting trousers.
That reputation was for – quelle horreur! – asking students questions during lectures, and singling out particular students to answer them. This was new information to me. While I knew I had a reputation for picking on students who wear stripes or bright colours, I was quite unnerved that now I simply had a reputation for asking students questions at all, and that these students were utterly fearful of that reputation. As I explained to that class, there are many reasons for this approach: it lets me gauge whether students are following the lecture and understanding the material, while at the same time engaging the class and breaking up the monotony of my dulcet baritone (occasionally alto) voice. Ultimately, I think (and students tell me confidentially in feedback) that the approach can make lectures more interesting. It is not and was never supposed to be a technique to terrify students. I’m no sadist – that’s Professor Geddis’s department.
I understand that my light-hearted analysis of the various baseball caps, clothing choices and beards in class (although let’s be honest, when it comes to beards, it’s just me projecting my significant insecurities on that score) might sting a little in the public setting of Archway 4. However, through talking with students in the apparent-therapy-session-that-is-the-SOULS-wine-and-cheese-event, it’s become clear that people are less mortified about having me talking about their stripy clothing than they are mortified about answering the question. So mortified, it seems, that they will go to great lengths to avoid being called upon in class.
Now, I’m well aware that some students are afflicted by acute social anxiety and that to speak in such a public setting is a genuinely upsetting experience. I do not want to minimise those very real issues that such students face (and, I should note, am taking steps in my future lectures to accommodate these students to ensure I never call upon them). However, it seems that classes are possessed by a collective social anxiety: no one wants to answer the question. It’s not as if the questions are particularly difficult: the vast majority of students will answer the questions I pose correctly (after all, as I described above, I’m not trying to catch people out). Moreover, it’s not like there isn’t a 100% effective solution to being called out: simply raise your hand and volunteer the answer and neither you nor your colleagues will be called upon to provide it.
So, if students know the answer to my questions, why don’t they (you) provide it voluntarily, and why are they (you) terrified when I ask them to provide it? Certainly, this reticence isn’t a common feature of law students internationally. North American students, for example, suffer from the reverse: they won’t stop asking questions of the lecturer. I’ve seen entire lectures being derailed by inquisitive students not letting the lecturer get a word out. Perhaps that’s the hell some of you would wish for me. So let us localise the issue: why do Otago law students have a problem with speaking out in class? Perhaps much of it has to do with New Zealand and its national predilection to embracing tall poppy syndrome: to raise your hand and venture an opinion is to be different; other, and thus generally to be avoided. However, I would think, and hope, that law students – future advocates – would be the one sector of University that we can depend upon to break the mould and resist that national ethos.
It comes down to consequences. Answering questions can be stressful when there is so much on the line, and so little to gain. Answer the question correctly, and you’re a geek/nerd/keener/try hard (or whatever is the appropriate term these days); answer the question incorrectly, and you look like an idiot. Either way, you become a social pariah. So, you might be screaming silently in the library while reading this: why would I want to answer the question when there is no good that can come of it?
Indeed, if that’s the case, I completely understand why you wouldn’t want to answer the question. Except of course, that’s not the case. Those are phantom consequences. Few students will label you a geek for answering a question correctly (those that do really ought to query why they are in a place of higher learning). Similarly, I’m certain students won’t label you an idiot for incorrectly answering a question in good faith. You might feel that your colleagues are appending those labels to you; burning you with their gaze of judgment. They aren’t. Trust me. They’ve already forgotten the exchange. And, if you answered correctly, they likely appreciate the fact that you’ve stopped the line of questioning from continuing.
On a hot March day in 2004, as I sat in the third row of a particularly stuffy Archway 4, Associate Professor James Allan (now Garrick Professor of Law at the University of Queensland) asked the Public Law class who wrote the American Declaration of Independence. I’m still not particularly certain of the relevance of the question. All I know is that Allan picked on students mercilessly: “you in the red hat, or whatever that is on your head”. I’m not sure what possessed me, but I yelled out “Benjamin Franklin”. It was incorrect, and Allan made it clear that this was the case: “nice try, but I think he was too busy flying a kite.” He nevertheless stopped the line of questioning and moved on (Thomas Jefferson, if you were wondering.) And so, dear reader, as a law student once who had a lecturer that would with apparent callousness call students out to answer questions, I know and empathise with your feelings of mortification. But, I also know that no-one, no-one, remembers that exchange apart from me. There were no negative consequences.
I’m realistic. I know that I won’t change the Otago culture: I shan’t turn up to a lecture and have a hundred hands raised high and desperate to engage in a meaningful dialogue and exchange of ideas. But that doesn’t mean I’m going to stop asking questions, because it’s important to aim towards that ideal of making lectures beneficial, engaging and interactive experiences. My challenge to you, students, now that you know (and perhaps always knew) there are no negative consequences to speaking up, will you resist this collective anxiety that pervades Archway 4? Will you raise your hand and stop being so fearful of my penchant for stripes? It’s your move.
This guide is a portal to all of your legal research needs. The Research Strategies tab contains links to the step-by-step guides used in the LAWS398 tutorials, the Faculty Research and Writing guide, flowcharts, a suite of self-help database tutorials, and much much more.
WestlawNZ LexisNexisNZ, CCH, Heinonline, LegalTrac, ICLR, Westlaw and Lexis are the key resources you should use. The Law Subject Guide Database tab provides links to these resources as well as tips for their use.
The Law Librarian, Kate Thompson
If you need additional help, or have a burning question, please contact me before the frustration kicks in! Legal research is sometimes like being a detective, so when a clue is eluding you, I can talk you through the problem. I can also help you with your research strategy, choosing the best databases, referencing questions, avoiding plagiarism, and other academic necessities.
It‘s not all online. The physical library collection contains a lot of high quality and unique information that is not on the internet.
The saying goes: ‘innocent until proven guilty’. In New Zealand, and around the world, most crimes carry a presumption of innocence. Despite this, people constantly slip through the cracks of our justice system. David Bain and Teina Pora are two high-profile examples of those who have been convicted of murder, served large portions of their lives in prison (12 and 20 years respectively), and were then declared to be innocent. Around the world thousands of others have suffered similar ordeals – but thanks to 68 international ‘Innocence Projects’, including the Innocence Project New Zealand (IPNZ), many of those wrongfully imprisoned are slowly but surely being exonerated.
The Innocence Network is a global organisation that uses DNA testing (which was often unavailable during original trials) to prove the innocence of those that have been wrongfully imprisoned. Since its establishment in 1992, various Innocence Projects has successfully helped overturn more than 350 wrongful convictions. With many IPNZ staff working pro bono, they rely heavily on the goodwill of lawyers, law students, psychologists and other scientists who work tirelessly to free innocent people from prison. This is necessary work – the number of innocent people convicted globally is estimated to be as high as 10%. Just let that sink in. 1 in 10 prisoners could be innocent.
IPNZ is spearheaded by our very own Prof Mark Henaghan, our vice-chancellor Prof Harlene Hayne, and Psychology Associate Prof Rachel Zajac, among others. The day-to-day operations of the project are facilitated by Dr Bridget Irvine. As they all attest, overturning a conviction is no easy feat. “Because the [justice] system doesn’t like to admit it is wrong”, says Mark Henaghan, “you have to do a hell of a lot of work… to show there is something the system has missed”. In New Zealand, convictions cannot be overturned unless fresh and credible evidence comes to light. This is why the Innocence Network relies heavily on DNA evidence, which can provide conclusive proof of a person’s innocence. Before the advent of DNA testing, factors such as incorrect eyewitness accounts, false confessions, and incorrect questioning techniques caused an alarming number of people to be locked away for crimes they did not commit.
There is arguably no better example of this than Teina Pora. While not related to DNA, Pora’s case demonstrates the break-down of the justice system that was so typical of the 80s and 90s. Pora’s Lawyer, Jonathan Krebs, originally got involved with the case because Pora’s confession “just looked so ridiculous”. Pora has a mental age of 8-12 years old, and suffers from foetal alcohol spectrum disorder. When questioned by the police therefore, Pora had a desire to please and agree with them – and he eventually agreed to everything they told him. One vivid example of this was when Pora was asked “what colour was the car?”. He guessed four or five different colours before landing on the right one, and the police moved on to the next question.
Thankfully, Krebs notes that “police questioning techniques have improved considerably”, and the introduction of compulsory video-taping of interviews, coupled with better police training, has led to far fewer false confessions. Nevertheless, there is always more to be done. Krebs is currently taking a case to the Privy Council that began under the Innocence Project, but “ran out of steam”. He notes that “the [problem with] the Innocence Project is that it relies upon the goodwill of people – and there is a limited supply”.
Currently the Innocence Project is supported by a bunch of volunteers around Dunedin, most of whom are law students in their fourth or fifth year of study. Different students help the team each year, volunteering for around 3 hours per week. In the words of Bridget Irvine, “Law students—in their volunteer capacity—are the backbone of the project”. Helping out the Innocence Project is an excellent, hands-on way to give back to the community and to learn how the legal system works (or sometimes doesn’t). The Project is always looking for new volunteers who can bring energy and a fresh perspective to understanding claims of wrongful convictions. A basic understanding of criminal law (and the law of evidence) is helpful, and students who are completing complementary second degrees (e.g. psychology, biochemistry) also bring new ideas into the mix.
If you are interested in helping out the Innocence Project team, or just want to find out more, get in touch with Dr Bridget Irvine, Research Co-ordinator of the Innocence Project New Zealand.Bridget is happy to receive calls on 03 479 4002, or emails to email@example.com.
Eight years before I was born, homosexuality was illegal. By the time I was 18, Parliament allowed same sex couples to marry. In less than 30 years there has been a massive change in the representation of sexuality in the media, popular culture, and wider society. However, despite this change there remains a prejudice and misunderstanding about queer lifestyles.
It is still difficult for many people to understand the feelings they may be having. Many are often embarrassed for having these feelings at all. If you are feeling unsure about your sexuality, even slightly, the best thing you can do is talk about it. Below is a list of some of the assistance available on campus.
OUSA runs a Queer Support programme, led by full time staff member Hahna Briggs, at the Student Support Centre on Ethel Benjamin Place. Under Queer Support’s umbrella is peer support, where you can be confidentiality paired up with like-minded and trained buddy. OUSA also runs an advocacy programme, staffed with advocates who can assist if you are experiencing discrimination or are having a general rough time with uni life. These fully trained advocates can assist with all issues, and can also help with changes you might wish to make to the University’s or an outside group’s policy to make it more inclusive. Contacting one of Queer Support’s services is easy – either visit their office behind the Clubs and Socs building, or send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org.
Additionally, UniQ is a fully student run group who have a more social focus, providing queer friendly spaces and regular social functions. You can contact UniQ on their Facebook page.
Someone a bit closer to home who can assist is our own Marcelo Rodriguez Ferrere, who is part of the Queer Friendly Staff Network. In plain terms this means that Marcelo is available for anyone to talk to about any queer related issue (or any issue for that matter). Marcelo is not the only staff member in this network – you can check the OUSA Queer Support Website to see which other University staff members are in the network, and which departments they are from.
Sometimes it can be easy to forget that SOULS is about more than just Wine and Cheese and lost property. As your Education and Welfare Representative, I am available to help with any welfare concerns. Any concerns you take to me or anyone else on the Executive will be held in the strictest confidence.
Further to all of this, there are vast amounts of online resources available. One of the more recent and progressive publications out there can be found at www.takatapui.com.
It’s a big, changing, and challenging world out there but most of all it is exciting and there is always someone to talk to. Whether that be your mates, a lecturer or someone from Queer Support, it is super important to let someone know how you are going.
We at SOULS are firm believers in increasing inter-year group and intra-faculty relations (or as Mark Henaghan would call it, ‘collegiality’). To this end, we’ve decided to set up single law students on blind dates. We provide the food and alcohol, you provide a good time and a write-up of the night’s events (as below). If this sounds like you, keep an eye on our Facebook page for the next round of sign-ups!
After hearing from my hairdresser that blind dates are the MO of murderers who chop girls up and put them in their freezer, I turned up to Velvet pretty chopped, pretty late and pretty nervous. In hindsight, “you don’t seem like a murderer” probably shouldn’t have been my opening comment but I’m pretty sure he took it as a compliment. Not only was he good looking but he had good chat and didn’t come across as a total asshole so he’s already streets ahead of most law bros I know.
I have to admit that I was keeping a notes tab open on my phone because I knew I would forget all the questionable stuff that happened. This proved to be a great idea because the first thing I wrote, which I have zero recollection of, was ‘Why does he keep saying ‘proceedings’ in conversations? Is he trying to prove he does law??’ Aside from this, what I recall of the chat was that it was v good. Our shared love of Marcelo definitely came up a few times. I must have looked horrified when he announced he was a vegan because he followed it with “but I don’t give a fuck about animals… just the environment”. Swoon. He proceeded to explain why I should watch the Cowspiracy documentary and told me about, and I quote, “really cool vegetables”. Meanwhile I ate my chicken and bacon burger with zero regrets.
When our wine ran out we headed to Night and Day where he swept me off my feet with the line “do you wanna split a pack of darts?” which I’m pretty sure came straight out of Romeo and Juliet. Needless to say, I was game from there.
To give the guy credit, he did back me up in my losing battle when the Suburbia bartender tried to step me out, and he wrangled a refund for our drinks when we got kicked out. Chivalry is not dead. He bought us a fancy (I’d say at least $14) bottle of wine even though he clearly pined for a box of Billy Mavs, and in response I suggested we go back to mine.
Great chat ensued, and we managed to swap some horrific stories which I’m pretty sure we promised to keep out of the write up… I definitely would have reneged on that promise just for the sake of being really brutal but I can’t actually remember the details of his. Sorry team. It was here that we realised we both have banger taste in music, especially the genre to make out to. It was reminiscent of a romantic movie where they fall into bed listening to soft jazz, except I was kind of falling onto the floor to the tunes of the Arctic Monkeys.
Eventually we both became too intoxicated to make good decisions, and settled on saving ourselves till we can find a nice quiet spot in the law library or even Archway 4, for old times’ sake.
Overall fab night, would highly recommend the blind date if you’re down to get a bit weird with a stranger you’ll almost definitely share a ten-floor elevator ride with in the future.
About 3 hours prior to the 8pm meet time I decided it was time to start preparing myself. Alternating between some Andrew Geddis podcasts and the new Kendrick Lamar album on the speakers in my room, I commenced my 3-hour manscape. Then after 2 nervous poos and a bottle of Bird Dog I was out the door.
I was a healthy 6 minutes late, but I still found myself waiting like an idiot for another 5. It didn’t help that Velvet Burger was hosting an Ignite Consultants BYO that night which several of my mates were apart of.
And then she arrived. My blue-haired bombshell was a gift from the SOULS gods. Great chat flowed along with the wine while we proceeded to laugh the night away. After a half-arse attempt at eating our burgers we decided for a change of scenery. I had gathered by this point that my date might be partial to a cigarette or two, and sure enough she, like me, had also left her pack at home. We must have been really fiending because the next thing I know we’ve bought a pack and are sitting in the stairwell that leads up to Etrusco sharing a dart. Romantic, I know.
Still wanting to kick on, we walked back towards the Octy. We bumped into Joan the Butcher and her mate while we were searching for the next bar, and being the good Samaritans that we are, we decided to shout them both a durry. They were very happy. We kept walking and ended up at the fine establishment called Suburbia. The fires were on outside the bar which provided an ideal moody setting, so I left my date with another Marlboro while I went inside to buy us a drink. As I came back armed with a house Sav and the cheapest tap beer available, I heard the bartender complaining to some other patrons about the stingy order I had just made. Now I thought this was pretty rude – we were paying customers and surely she caught on that we were penniless students? I told my date and she agreed that it was not chur. Then the bartender comes out after a minute or two and starts turning off the fires and shutting up shop. I couldn’t believe it, but I kept my cool and politely asked for her to just keep one on while we finished our drinks. She said we could finish our drinks, but she didn’t want to attract any more bar goers by having the fires on and started to head back inside, but not before my date decided to ask under her breath, “Is it because we’re students?” Now, I think the bartender heard her, but still asked if my date could repeat the question, to which she decided to ignore. You could cut the tension with a knife as the bartender asked another couple of times before I decided to answer her by repeating the question myself. Then this woman really kicked off. Like this rude, sassy-ass woman was seriously fucking angry and just going to town on us. After having a bit of back-and-forth and me firmly expressing my displeasure with her tone and the service she had given us, we were asked if we wanted our money back. I immediately said yes. We got out of there with refund in hand, but not before I drunkenly broadcasted to the street how shithouse Suburbia was. Never going back there.
My date loves it. Thought it was real manly standing up for her or some shit. Big ups to me. So I’m feeling quite happy with myself and decide to use the $17 refund from Suburbia to splash on a nice bottle of wine to take back to her abode. The conversation got to music, so we started up the speakers and alternated playing songs while continuing to chat. I’m feeling rather groggy at this point so I start to slow down on the wine. The music follows suit, so I took the opportunity to make a move as a particularly sultry song came on. It was a great success.
By 1am we were still chatting and canoodling, but we both decided that a sleepover wasn’t on the cards. I went on my merry way not long after that to a nearby grad party and kept sending it until 5am.
Massive thanks to SOULS and my gorgeous date for a great night!
We at SOULS are firm believers in increasing inter-year group and intra-faculty relations (or as Mark Henaghan would call it, ‘collegiality’). To this end, we’ve decided to set up single law students on blind dates. We provide the food and alcohol, you provide a good time and a write-up of the night’s events (as below). If this sounds like you, keep an eye on our Facebook page for the next round of sign-ups!
Headcase: Law Student v Dignity  NZVB
Held: Dignity lost, student awarded hangover dustier than the Law Reports in the Richardson Library.
As a fifth year, my search for a SOULS mate has been, much like a Carbolic Smoke Ball, steamy yet ineffective. As such, I figured it was high time to leave it to “the experts” at SOULS to bag me the Jesse to my Marcello. In true scarfie fashion I rocked up 8 standards deep, fizzing to discuss some dicta. “Jesse” came in hot a few minutes later (only not the inebriated kind), lets just say I wanted him to invade my personal space on a Mark Henaghan level.
Turns out, to my delight, he was *plot twist* a second year and even better, was still living in a hall. My international man of mystery was also pretty fresh to New Zealand, so I thought it only fair to apply some undue influence to down our wine to test his cultural assimilation. In hindsight, this was an error of judgment; he passed the test but I was on the verge of passing out. The chain of causation that then led us to a bar somewhere in the wider Octagon vicinity (unclear).
What I do know is we drank something akin to methylated spirits, and I am estopped from recalling what happened thereafter. On a request for discovery the next day, my charming date informed me some expelling of bodily fluids in a bathroom was involved (take from that what you will). As for where the rest of the night took us, I am not one to cougar and tell but … res ispa loquitor.
On a side note, I hope my date fleeing the country a few days after our rendezvous is unrelated to the night’s events. Watch this space.
Editors note: The following day, this charming female ‘accidentally’ sent me a text saying: “P.s. I’ve been getting with 4th years”. She later said: “I would like to affirm my stance as a big advocate of ‘getting with’ younger students for study purposes, and I would encourage readers to do the same.”
In typical Dunedin fashion, the night kicked off to Jayfly’s Do You Like Jungle blaring from the speakers, while my mate, dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and speedsters, enthusiastically passed me drink after drink. It was like the Olympics, but for my liver.
Once the clock hit quarter to eight, I stumbled out the door and scrambled onto my bike, zooming down to Captain James Cook’s very own Velvet Burger. As the cool autumn breeze blew through my hair, and the moonlight illuminated the road before me, I realized that, like Lance Armstrong, someone should have banned me from using my bicycle that evening. Nonetheless, with a hand-picked bouquet of flowers in one hand, and a bottle of wine secured tightly in my bicycle’s water bottle holder, I rode further into the night.
At Velvet, my date (X) and I were quickly paired and brought down to an intimate corner of the restaurant, where I presented her with her bouquet of assorted vegetation – she seemed delighted. From that moment onwards, both the conversation and the wine flowed like the waters of the Waikato river. X turned out to be absolutely lovely, with fantastic chat, a beautiful smile, and striking eyes. Mid-way through the meal, we forgot about the food altogether and began trying to out-drink each other instead; that vino hit us like a train.
We then agreed to head down to a nearby whiskey bar; big mistake. A sip of whiskey deep and I had to be excused to the bathroom, where I proceeded to redecorate the walls and floors with my spew. Then, peacefully, like a faun in the forest, I lay down to take a nap on the restroom floor. I would love to tell you about how I heroically resuscitated and went on to taking X home, but nope. As I awoke from my snooze, my dreams, hopes, and fantasies for the night lay on the floor beside me, in the shape of a puddle of vomit. By then, X had gone home. Anti-climactic, I know.
Moral of the story, everyone deserves a second chance. X let’s go another date?
Thanks to SOULS for the evening! 10/10 would recommend.
Life as a student at Law School can be a real challenge. You need to adjust to a new environment – deal with new concepts, subject content, ways of thinking and meeting deadlines (often multiple ones) tutorials, tests, presentations, social events and in most cases work commitments, as well as endeavouring to achieve some balance to your life.
As a consequence, you will need to develop the ability to function effectively under pressure, avoid burn out, manage stress, develop resilience and the skills that will enable you to thrive on the challenges you face and achieve to the best of your ability at Law School.
It could be said that the stresses and challenges you face throughout your studies are not dissimilar to your future life as a lawyer.
The real key to success is to develop strategies to cope with pressure, and stress and more than anything is to build resilience (individual stress management), and an ability to bounce back from adversity. A relevant mantra to consider, and apply, is “when the going is tough, the tough get going”.
Also never forget that everyone is anxious – not just you.
Helpful Tips to Manage Stress:
1. Look after your physical well-being:
• Sleep at least 7 – 8 hours;
• Take care of your body:
• Maintain a healthy diet;
• Limit caffeine, alcohol etc;
• Hydrate (2 litres of water per day at least);
• Maintain regular exercise;
• Take 30 minutes each day to spend “alone – me time”.
2. Take & Learn:
• Relaxation exercises;
• Visualisation (achieving and succeeding);
• Positive self-talk;
• Forehead massage;
• Breathing in for 8, hold for 8, out for 8;
• Sing and listen to relaxing music;
• Maybe learn yoga.
• Maintain healthy positive relationships with friends and family;
• Get involved in law school, student life and events;
• Form and attend study groups.
4. Personal Management:
• Work smart – if you work more effectively in the morning, do the more difficult tasks then and vice versa;
• Develop effective time management skills. Suggest only have on your daily “to do” list what you could achieve in that day – list no more than 5;
• Stay in the NOW. Concentrate on the daily list – not the end of the week or next week;
• Do create a long term plan as well – but plan only what is manageable for the day;
• Ensure your daily plan is balanced – not just work or study (e.g. put in exercise and time with friends/family as well);
• Attend relevant workshops available to you e.g:
• CV preparation;
• Interview skills;
• Time management;
• Building resilience;
• TALK to someone – SEEK HELP if you are anxious or dealing with difficult personal or work related issues;
5. For study issues/extensions:
• Talk to your Supervisor;
• Student services.
6. For Personal Issues:
• A counsellor;
• Student health;
• Your GP.
7. Learn to Relax:
• Walk with awareness;
• Connect to your body. Know when it is not functioning well;
• Study things that interest you;
• Listen to or play music;
• Draw; paint; colour in;
• Be in nature;
• Maintain a spiritual dimension;
• Focus on a calm relaxed pleasurable feeling (practise);
• Be in the moment – NOW;
• Maintain correct posture, inhale from belly, not upper body;
• Learn relaxation exercises.
8. Some further useful tips to shrink your worries and day to day anxieties:
• Is it really your problem?
• Share it with someone else. Others will welcome your trust;
• Put it on paper. It’s easier to see it in perspective;
• Raise your shoulders, then drop them. Relax your whole body;
• Inhale deeply, exhale with a sigh a few times. Let your tension go as you breathe out;
• Give yourself 15 minutes to concentrate on your worry, then firmly leave it behind;
• Do something physical. Give your tension an outlet;
• Look for some humour in the situation;
• Imagine a few years from now. How much will it matter then?
• Find a good side as well as the bad;
• Picture the worst that can really happen. How likely is it?
• Say “stop”, pause and steady your thoughts. Now take a fresh look;
• Notice something enjoyable around you. Get into the present;
• Get up earlier to prepare to face it;
• Surround yourself with joyful colours, sounds and use your strengths.
Remember that once you have developed resilience and applied the skills to maintain a healthy balance to your life, they will form the foundation for ever.