I wanted this to come off seeming/ sounding really poetic but apparently ‘poet of the year’ is not one of my credentials. That being said I surprised myself and ended up at the law dinner.
How? I have no idea but all I know is that a free ticket presented itself & I just thought my mother taught be better manners than the rudeness of turning it down.
So I got dolled up the best way a girl who has had the same hair style (read dreadlocks are the best) for close to two years knows how,waited for my ride( oh ya that was also a deal on the table) and headed to MacKinnon Suites.
Two minutes in or what seemed like hours,I was bored to bits not for any apparent reason except the usual this “kind of thing is definitely not my type” and “my shoes killing me like this is in no way ever going to make sense in the name of beauty”.
Contrary to my typical self at formal events with lots of speeches, I decided to pay some attention. I actually did want to learn something because I needed to believe that you cannot pay that much money for an event,( for whoever did), have so much energy and time go into it only that you can have a meal outside of the normal setting.
Trying is what I did and so here are a few lessons am learning/ I have learnt from what law school dubbed as “Glamour at MacKinnon” a.k.a The Law Dinner

I.I may have found a perfect venue for the first event I will ever organize.
Notwithstanding my non-existant interior design skills and how much I havent had that much travel to exotic places,this place is just downright gorgeous.
Its very ambience is where I want to spend the rest of my life, then  there is the chandelier hanging at the centre like its glued to the sky and then water or whatever running through the glass roof like rain except that its not pouring on you don’t even get me started on the decor…
So ladies and gentlemen if you intend to throw me any of these lavish things; grad party ( hope you mine sisters and mummy dearest are paying attention),bridal shower (Chicky Counsel and Mercy pay close attention) or any such related matters,you guys are welcome because I just ticked one thing off of your to do list ( read venue)

2. Iam definately not the glamour type
It didn’t hurt to try or actually make a real effort to get myself dinner ready but when I actually got there all I kept thinking about was how I need to get back and catch up on my season 11 of Grey’s Anatomy and I promise it had nothing to do with the company.
I was at this dinner with some of my favorite people from law school and despite all efforts to keep my mind in the game,all I could think about was “where is my Grey’s marathon?” So clearly fashion forward outfits, high heels, bright & shiny jewellery,sitting on amazingly decorated tables cross -legged or not is a thing my DNA isn’t in conformity with.

3. The number one duty of a lawyer is to make money.
There was some resounding truth in the only speech I paid attention to by one of Uganda’s finest lawyers (Senior Counsel Kirkland Katende). May be it even had nothing to do with what he said but his delivery.The point is we can’t accomplish our save the world’s orphans, widows and poor dreams if we can’t save ourselves. So am going to get me those lawyer cheques sooner rather than later so that all my dreams don’t end up in a pile of regret

4. You should always utilise the first opportunity to strike a pose at that red carpet.
Photos, poses not really my comfort zone but well there was a red carpet ( or something like that) addition to this dinner and when I first got there I avoided the camera like a plague but later my friends who had carried their posing A-game coerced me into taking pictures and guess what? The camera guy thought that it was a good time to be charging his camera.The heck? So whenever you get the chance to stand at the end of a red carpet, and have someone who is going to ask you to pay for it take a really nice picture of you,please do because you never know when he will need to charge that picture- taking machine.

Well I thought I had more lessons up my sleeve, but except that there is always some one with a shorter dress than yours in the room so don’t bother pulling yours down, because its really embarassing nothing more comes to mind.
So that was my first and probably last law dinner experience.

Celebrating Joel

Its been a while since I wrote or typed( I never really know what to say-one of my excruciatingly painful life struggles is picking words- because that’s a real struggle)
Truth is I surely wrote/typed a few  things from,my mum,to losing the moot competition, to how every woman is supposed to find something happy about 8th March but they all ended up into something WordPress likes to call “local draft”.
Then Sunday happened ( which makes no sense considering to day is Tuesday, I mean would expect me to have written/typed this on Sunday) but we already established my writing skills have a way of taking a vacation when they don’t need to be.

What happened Sunday?Joel’s birthday.
Who is Joel? Some guy who am writing an entire 2nd post about which makes a lot of sense because normal people blog about their friends.
Anyway Joel is my friend that I have known for just about two years and as much as celebrating him is easy writing about it wasn’t so much because well he will be leaving law school soon so it became a bit too bittersweet to write about on Sunday.
I also wanted to first wait for his reaction to the surprise in fellowship yesterday so I can draw some inspiration and it really didn’t disappoint.

Celebrating Joel is really easy for so many reasons and everyone in fellowship seems to agree.

1.Joel is the god of law( up until yesterday I had no idea there was such a thing but when more than one person says something it probably carries some truth). For me Joel is the guy who gave me a run down of my coursework question before I even asked he is that in sync with the law or he is just a really brainy person & wow has he made my last two years at UCU a cup of tea?
So Joel in April when your done please stay I need you to still take me through my 3rd & 4th year coursework.

Joel the person
I neeeded to get Joel- the god of  law out of my way before I get to the best part.
Outside of the law Joel is also anything but ordinary.
There is a genuine originality about almost every thing he does or says that is just refreshing ( there is really no China version to this guy).
The world lately is very accommodative of fakeness that sometimes its really hard to even tell if anything or anyone with some genuineness still exists.
I have been lucky to have met someone that has made me a believer that real still exists.
That belief is not just something that goes a way its a lasting impression that am eternally grateful for.

Everyone in fellowship had something to say about this Joel human being, and while he sat there looking down the entire time,trying not to make any human contact,he eventually said he was very shocked that people can sit there and talk about him for close to two hours.
Well the guy is pretty modest for the awesome person that he is.(How does someone be soo amazing and not even realize people are paying attention?)
I guess what makes Joel as great of a person as he is,is that the greatness he exudes is effortless.
He never tries to be a good friend,its just who he is.

Then there is the story
Joel for me is a story written with indelible ink, not in books but on hearts of people. He has never been afraid to share who he is, his skills,his experiences, his love for poetry,his knowledge of God, his struggles or his passion and I have learnt that the only way you cause an impact on any one is by letting them in who you are and he has done just that.

So Joel,Joel Basoga- my papa C.J, my cell leader,my mentor but most importantly my friend,you have left a permanent mark on my heart and all the people in fellowship yesterday agree with I celebrate you more than a blog post,a cake or anything for that matter can ever express.

There is no doubt in my mind that the only option in your life is greatness!!

March Resolution .

Iam hardly aware of how I got here. Not on my phone typing but through the last two months of school..I have done exactly one thing which is work on my brief for a moot competition while trying really hard not to kill my teamate who isn’t so bad actually ( I can’t be too generous with the compliments he tends to use them against me) and yet finishing the brief is not even half the work.
Throughout the process I kept wondering what I got myself into choosing to pursue mock trial competitions as if Jurisprudence & Equity ( course units they need to remove from the law school syllabus ASAP- tusaba Law Council etuyambe) were not enough work for the semester.
The reason I chose to moot this semester is the closer I get to my milestone birthday( I will be making a lot of years on 15th April which am not at liberty to disclose),the more I realize I have hardly done anything except sail through life-I have not done much to challenge myself. So this process has & still is a challenge alright!! Not as close as dealing with a terminal illness or living in a war-zone but enough to make me skip meals and lots of sleep( just so you know I cherish those two things dearly).
I also momentarily skipped my morning prayer meetings with Mercy & Hope and its so kind of them not to write me off as consistently inconsistent though am not sure Mercy takes me seriously anymore, strategically skipped a few lectures, spent 48hrs without seeing my all round sanity pill Chicky Counsel and  this blog accumulated a few cobwebs.So ya I challenged myself okay?
That being said, the minute we sent that brief I teared up,not because It was over but because I realized for the first time in my life something had actually challenged me ( not that its the most normal thing to cry over such thing)and that was me celebrating.

Anyway thats about as boring as the last two months have been and they got me thinking about how important it is to just allow yourselves to experience life.
Its commonplace to just do the things we are supposed to do and go about life in total oblivion of how much we really can do.

Am not talking about joining the red cross and saving lives or distributing food and clothes to street children ( wouldn’t that be nice) am talking about simple things that give life meaning so that you don’t go to your bed feeling empty..
Am talking about overcoming comfort-zone syndrome,taking on a challenge that doesnt exactly fit the schedule,that when its all said and done,you may not get all  wide-eyed teary like me but you know you would never trade the experience for anything.

I have been a christian for a minute now (which is a euphemism for all my life) and I have learnt that God most definitely did not intend for humanity to be ordinary.
That’s why He gave man dominion, to control,rule,co-create & not just fill but subdue the earth.I fail to see how that is possible when all we are looking for is to attain the ordinary things in life.
Nothing wrong with wanting good grades,then a good job,then a car then a great family in that order or not but after you get those things all I can think of is so what?
For every life there is a purpose, its important to know what it is,because none of us is an oops,an oh My God that happened or  an accident.We are meant to be here to do something about our lives and other people’s lives.

I have had the opportunity to have a best laid plan taken away.If you met me a few years ago & right now you would know that am exactly where I did not think I would be.I prefer to call it a former life.I really thought I had it all figured out but then here we are not any where close but am honestly happier.That just means plans do change, the purpose however not so much.Actually not ever because Numbers 23:11 is to the effect that God doesn’t change His mind. (First time am quoting scripture in a post-this is either very serious or I have unconsciously been inspired by Hope).
Being three months into 2015 means the slate is still pretty clean so we can still take up a few challenges & be done before 31st December fireworks!

My March resolution is to get rid of the familiar & add a few challenges to my resume.. Feel free to jump on this ship God says its not sailed yet and I believe Him and like I always say,for all the help you need & even what you don’t need He’s your guy!
Happy New Month.

Not so random quote
“you can,you should and if your brave enough to start you will”-Stephen King