Question: What happens when you fail to register an easement expressly granted out of a registered estate?
Answer: The easement is rendered equitable.
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Yeah. Too much land law. My poor brain has been tortured by all this nonsense for God-knows-how-long. And I ain't stopping the onslaught of rubbish on my pitiful brain til May 15th.
The only consolation I can think of now is that at least I'll be out, partying hardy-fardy somewhere in KL city on the night after my final paper in celebration of long-awaited liberty and of cos, Ah Ma's birthday. Woohooo!
Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks.
Sigh.
I pray for time to move faster, yet I pray for time to move slower. Wtf. I might as well pray for time to freeze. Then I can steal the exam papers from Taylor's Law School, copy the questions, slave over it and return the papers to the Law Office - no one would realise anything! Ohohoho, those suckers.
Better still, I would change the questions to something less complicated like:
1) Does Ms Usha have body odour? Discuss.
2) Critically assess the implications of coming within close proximity of Ms Usha.
3) "Ms Usha makes gorrilas look elegant". Explain.
Every single law student would score a bloody First Class. My mama would be so proud.
Answer: The easement is rendered equitable.
-_________________________-"
Yeah. Too much land law. My poor brain has been tortured by all this nonsense for God-knows-how-long. And I ain't stopping the onslaught of rubbish on my pitiful brain til May 15th.
The only consolation I can think of now is that at least I'll be out, partying hardy-fardy somewhere in KL city on the night after my final paper in celebration of long-awaited liberty and of cos, Ah Ma's birthday. Woohooo!
Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks. Its just a matter of weeks.
Sigh.
I pray for time to move faster, yet I pray for time to move slower. Wtf. I might as well pray for time to freeze. Then I can steal the exam papers from Taylor's Law School, copy the questions, slave over it and return the papers to the Law Office - no one would realise anything! Ohohoho, those suckers.
Better still, I would change the questions to something less complicated like:
1) Does Ms Usha have body odour? Discuss.
2) Critically assess the implications of coming within close proximity of Ms Usha.
3) "Ms Usha makes gorrilas look elegant". Explain.
Every single law student would score a bloody First Class. My mama would be so proud.
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