My commitment to the blog has faltered. For this, I can only apologise.

It's not as if I've not had much to talk about, but more a lack of time in which to do the talking. Ironically, the moment I decide to make my reentry to the blogosphere is not one in which I have a lot of time to spare...
In fact, it's very early in the morning and I have a lecture in several hours. But, I've only just finished my work for tomorrow, leaving it to the last minute as is my tradition and I really don't feel like sleep yet. I have far too many thoughts and musings to simply bottle them up and go to sleep, so here I am.
I thought I should briefly summarise events in my life from my last blog post (mid-september) until now (late october). Strangely, this period of my drought of writing has coincided with my return to university. Of course, I brought far too much stuff with me to my new house, which by the way has 13 people living in it. So, not only was my room jam-packed full of unopened boxes and such, it was like this for 2 weeks because the house was wonderfully manic the entire time!
It's around now I feel I should bring in a certain statistic I'm rather proud of- the fact I went out 13 nights in a row. Yes, I hear you cry, you're wantonly destroying your liver and making a fool out of yourself with no real purpose! Well, to that I reply; I had fun, and that's all that matters for now. The fact I'm still alive today shows that not too much harm must have come from it.
Anyway, other than the inevitable flurry of fun fiascos which accompanies freshers', I've dipped back into the wonderful world of law. Here's a picture, in case you need a reminder about something that has legal connotations. Mainly, it's to break up this enormous essay of text, which I apologise for:
Yes, stereotypical scales of justice etc. But the background is what I wanted to mention. Already, a month in, so so much reading. The books I've had to buy so far have cost in total close to £200. A depressing figure, to say the least. Otherwise, there have been some interesting developments, including the fact that in 3 days I shall be partaking in a moot (a practice court trial, but with the less exciting bits). What this means is a terrifying bit of public speaking, being torn apart by an (admittedly not real until the latter rounds) judge and most importantly, a chance to suit up. I do love suits.
Here's a suit. 
Anyways, I should probably catch a bit of sleep, but I'm sure I'll return soon with more stories of law and such... Perhaps even an insight into the murky depths that is my personal life!


Not really. Until then!