Random Email forwards

This is an example of an annoying email forward I get from friends who are La-Las.
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A must read!!
While a man was polishing his new car, his 4 yr old son picked up stoneand scratch ed lines on the side of the car. In anger, the man took the child's hand and hit it many times; not realizing he was using a wrench. At the hospital, the child lost all his fingers due to multiple fractures. When the child saw his father.....with painful eyes he asked, 'Dad when will my fingers grow back?' The man was so hurt and speechless; he went back to his car and kicked it a lot of times. Devastated by his own actions......sitting in front of that car he lookedat the scratches; the child had written 'LOVE YOU DAD'.

The next day that man committed suicide. . .

Anger and Love have no limits; choose the latter to have a beautiful, lovely life..... Things are to be used and people are to be loved, But the problem in today's world is that, People are used and thing s are loved... During this year, let's be careful to keep this thought in mind: Things are to be used, but People are to be loved ... Be yourself.....This is the only day we HAVE. Have a nice day
Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits they become character; Watch your character; it becomes your destiny.

I'm glad a friend forwarded this to me as a reminder. God bless you; I hope you are having a wonderful day!
If you don't pass this on to anybody, nothing bad will happen; if you do, you will have ministered to someone. The Will of God will never take you to where the Grace of God will not PROTECT you... Stay FAITHFUL and Be GRATEFUL
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Its so mind blowingly stupid. Even TV3's Scenario wouldn't indulge this.

• losing fingers from mere fractures?
• hitting a person without realising the weapon u're using?
• the child can spell. wow

I hope the La-La who forwarded me this sms loses all her contacts.. as well as my email address.

Completion of the chambering phase

WoW! 2 more weeks to go before I complete the "licence to be stupid" phase. Time passed by SO fast. Amazing. Here I was counting the days numbering in the 100s, and now, its merely a fortnight away.

I think chambering was a blast. I had a cool gang. It was the 4 of us, against the world. It was like re-enacting Grey's Anatomy. Only in real life, in Damansara Heights. Our group dynamics was awesome. One drove like a bat out of hell, and I loved her the most. Another tried to boost my asthma and was afraid of the dark. And boy, was she tall! The 3rd one was initially a jungle insect with a non-existent social life. It was him and his shell. Everytime, he'd just jut his neck out, play peek-a-boo, and crawl back under his shell. He's improved by leaps and bounds. He is brave enough to walk into an LA's room and put on some Burberry lotion (expensive feminine hand lotion) and walk around the office smelling distinctively of that LA.

I also met my twin, who shares my birthday. We are very alike. Both quiet and shy. I met a host of other wacky people.. someone who went down to the court canteen and flirts with the nasi lemak stall seller. Then tells me to get a band in church to write a song titled "Nasi Lemak Sex, Sambal vagina". How much more random can u get?? Haha..

If there was anything about chambering I could ever change... it'd be the work I did. I wish I had more exposure to IT. I loved doing the piece on "risks associated with data migration".

And lastly but not least, I love u Birdshit. I was planning to trade u in, but I think I'll keep u a little longer. Though I don't knw why u sound so loud now. Pa says u sound like u're running on diesel...

Debibo tagged me

Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions.

They have to be real...nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.

1. What is your name : Esther A
2. A four Letter Word : Eats
3. A boy's Name : Eli
4. A girl's Name : Elena
5. An occupation : Economist
6. A color : Evergreen
7. Something you'll wear : Dress
9. A type of food : Eggs
10. Something found in the bathroom : Enamel soap dish
11. A place : Everest
12. A reason for being late : Electric eel stung me!
13. Something you'd shout : Eeeek!
14. A movie title : Ever After
15. Something you drink : Evian water
16. A musical group : Evanescence
17. An animal : Elephant
18. A street name : Jalan Engkil, Bangi
19. A type of car : Evo
20. The title of a song : Ever Dream

Bankrupt

My first hearing today and I bankrupted a judgement debtor. Someone has no legal identity for the next couple of years. I feel bad. I brought someone else's bright future to a major halt. Should I blame her to not planning her finances better?

Am I any better? I sometimes go splurging in Midv on my Rm1.8k chambee pay. Then I drive slow to get thru the week on only 3 bars of petrol.

I have six months of employment in Damansara Heights. I wonder where I will be in the next half of the year. Somewhere closer to home?

Phang has joined Fitness First at KLCC, but is dismayed to realise that only plump girls turn up at the gym.

Esther is determined to go swimming with Clauds this Thurs

Two days before CLP

I am feeling hungry. Its two days to the darn exam, but I just can't sit my butt down and study. Its almost like I have given up hope. I don't see myself after exams. Its almost as if I really fell down the LRT steps and died *this is how I picture myself leaving for good*

I can only remember procedure. My cases suck. I hate chinese names. I hate all those parents out there who
a. give their kids chinese names and
b. contribute to criminal statistics
c. become vexatious litigants and pass on the litigacious genes

I might as well go and force myself now.

On the bright side, it'd be my last Friday as a student. After today, I'd be a grape planter, then on to being a sampah masyarakat.

Sigh...............

Trip to Singapore

Thanks to one Foto_Knight, I have discovered how to get out of Senai Airport and straight on to Singapore.

Here's what I will do:-

1. Arrive at Senai at 9am.
2. Go to the counter selling bus tickets to Kota Raya. Price: RM8 *to think I left horrible KL Kota Raya to come to another Kota Raya! Ugh*
3. Arrive at Kota Raya and look around for bus no. 160, 170, 950 or the Causeway Link *I wonder if the crooked bridge had been built, thr may hv been a crooked bus with crooks for drivers. But then again, aren't most bus drivers crooks?! Gasp.. wat a sweeping stmt!*
4. Ahh... Singapore here I kambing!

If I meet with an accident on the way, I will be awarded a conventional sum of RM3000-RM5000 for lacerations and swelling, per Lee Ann v. Mohd Shaari. If you're reading this, pls pray for journeying mercies. Don't just sit on ur fat ass and read.

Book of Esther

They cancelled Tort yet again. 30 minutes before class was scheduled to begin. College is going down the drain. So unprofessional.. and yeah.. fat hopes of hitting their sales target now! I guess they gotta go even more interior to con the poor souls there.

To let off some steam, yours truly headed to Times Square to watch a movie. A movie. But no, they offered trash. Instead of the movie schedule, they shud have just displayed a tong minus the cover and allocated seats to watch the trash decay and maggots hatch. Truly disappointing.

So I headed to Borders! Aiyo... HEAVEN! Any bookstore is heaven.. ooh.. except the ones along Petaling Street. I waddled in (yes, still VERY fat, carrying excess calories coz very stressed and indulging in comfort eating) and picked up this book.. it was a book written by a Cambodian lady who'd been forced into prostitution at age 9 and faced plenty discrimination coz she was dark. I only got thru a few pages and then this gila man walks up to me and starts waving his arms and swaying as if he's in a trance ala Thaipusam. I wanted to direct him to a barber, lest he could get a shave albeit with cost, but then decided against this brill idea after seeing a poster of Sweeney Todd at the cinema not a long while ago.

Then I sauntered over to the magazine section and looked around for some PC magazines.. kononla wanna contribute as a freelance writer. But generating no bright sparks at the time, I decided to head to the Social Sciences and Inspiration section. Social Sciences had books bout the Holy Grail... and a few classics bearing title 'Arabian Nights'. Why is it in Social Sciences? I didn't care to trouble the personnel at Borders with such trivial questions. OK.. on to Inspiration.

Inspiration.. plenty romance books written by Christian authors. How they yearn.. yes the word is YEARN to be in a relationship and how hard it is to sieve thru ALL the people who come their way and pick the christian. Oh gosh... there must be a reason why Mills and Boons isn't produced by Christian authors. Trying to be creative and attempting to produce a version of Mills & Boons' Holy Bible is SO out.

Then I picked up this book: Book of Jane. It was set to the storyline of Job in the Bible. Everything taken away, but yet neva a word escaped his mouth in the form of a curse. I got to about 1/4th, when a friend started sharing bout her breakup. Then this church member from the local brethren church ( from which I acquired the finer points of rebelling against the whole concept of veiling) sat across us and started reading his book intently. When I said hi, he appeared to look like he faintly remembered me.. (yeah he was old bout 40.. maybe had glaucoma/cataract) then proceeded to blow his cover when he asked me whether I had completed my studies in Sarawak! Muahahaha... oh boy... foot in mouth.. *ooof ooof ooof*

The clock struck 5pm and I headed home on a crowded monorail. This was the end of a potong steam Monday, 11th February 2008. Never to be repeated again. History. Bleh...