Souls Of Mischief

life as a law student can have the mysterious ability to reduce the fun factor in many a student's life. if it's not painfully studying for an exam or hacking through another legal memo, then it's engaging in some sort of political issue debate with someone else that is never going to admit you're right, because after all that is what law school is about.

unfortunately daily shenanagans seem to be a thing of the past, so when the opportunity arrises, it becomes extra fun. last week, after my roommate and i finished our last class at the university of western cape, we took it upon ourselves to get into some good ol fashion mischief. we had some of the students take us on a tour of the campus, which we quickly started to realize seemed to be quite segragated. anyways, we were taken to the "indian" part of the campus, only to our surprise the indian part was segragated as well. it seems that over the years, the students have staked out their own territories on campus and cleverly named it bombay, kashmir, and get this, the neutral u.n. territory. and what seemed like a joke to us at first, was really true and that the people in their territories do not get a long and do not hang out socially. so of course, me and my roommate saw this as a perfect opportunity to cause some mischief, so we decided to we do interviews with some of the students and conduct surveys with them. after approached a group of girls and asking them if they belonged to bombay or kashmir, they quickly interjected and said they would never be a part of bombay, and told us to just look at the way that they dressed. when we looked over, it appeared to us as outsiders that they on the bombay side were dressed exactly like these girls, but when we mentioned that to our focus group, they clearly were not impressed. anyways, the rest of the story, is once again filled with you have to be there type of moments, but let's just say that me and my roommate did our best to start peace talks with the neighbouring areas, but came up empty, but we did have a blast doing it.

which brings me back to toronto, where mischief has reigned supreme for an entire week. i'm not going to go into details, because after all i am a "law student." but a sample of mischief in the low end has been as simple as going into the apple store in eaton centre and finding the only rap song, wycelf - party to damascus, and playing it on every ipod stereo system they have on full blast to "test it", and having the security following us around so he can turn it down. seeing his annoyed face after the tenth time, outstanding. as for mischief on the highend, well i've got to run, but let's just say, twins, tattoos, and gold wrapped chocolate coins.

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