Welcome to Craccum, where we put the “agony” in “agony aunt.” We’re not qualified to deal with your problems, but neither are you.
Would you ask Shakespeare to choose between his plays? Would you ask Scorsese to choose between his films? Would you ask Stan Lee to keep only one of his superheroes? Would you force Queen to burn all but one of their albums? Was Sophie’s Choice a comedy to you? Do you delight in causing other’s mental torment, leaving them desolate and broken as you have forced them to throw away their beloved?
That said, mashed.
My friend, you have come to the right place. You are speaking to a bona fide Law Drop Out. You’d do well to follow my five-step plan:
STEP ONE: Get a B- on an essay you spent eighty hours writing and decide you have had enough.
STEP TWO: Go to your final lecture and sing “Price Tag” loudly throughout. Do NOT stop under any circumstances. If they try to silence you, remind them of your right to freedom expression that they made you learn about in those endless NZBORA lectures. They have created their own monster.
STEP THREE: Kick down the door of the law school dean’s office and tell him you don’t give a FUCK what the actus reus of conspiracy to commit arson is, you’re going to SHADS.
STEP THREE (A): Give Dr. Ed Willis a hi-five on your way out because he’s a great dude and a passionate lecturer and he can have a cookie.
STEP FOUR: Make sure that you submit your last assignment. Also make sure that it is just the word “ANUS” in 200pt Times New Roman.
STEP FIVE: Burn the New Zealand Law Style Guide in front of the High Court.
RIP to this person because online learning makes lecturers sound like they washed down five sleeping pills with a glass of red wine. I can’t imagine what it would be like if they were ALREADY dull. Take it in parts and drink a huge V before each lecture.