like a troll in a china shop

 Woke up with a sour mood, lucky its Friday today. I'm going for a walk.

Ersatz

I don't see the big deal with the shortage of maids in this country. Instead relying on foreign talents in the arts of housekeeping and child-raising why not look closer to home? Why not utilize the untapped pool of local talents? i'm sure there is a large pool of seri kartikas in the country, the drunks, the traffic offenders, in short, those whose offence that can be sentenced to community services.

For one, it would stem the massive influx of Cambodians and Godknows who else into the country. Secondly i think doing a year or so of domestic chores might be very rehabilitative to those convicted of not-so-serious offences. I mean, given to Malaysian's well-known reputation for testing out new kettles and irons on maids (so said the Indonesians) we can rest assured that by the time their sentence is done they would emerge as new man or woman, full of keinsafan, not to mention we can avoid straining the already strained relationship with our Indonesian neighbour with another Nirmala Bonat-like incident. After losing the AFF Suzuki Cup i think they are ready to wage war with sharpened bamboos and all over any perceived provocation from us.

Whatever the details maybe, the move would be a win-win situation for all. The offenders get ironed out (literally) and we get our maids. No money wasted on hiring illegal temps and no need to scout for a new source of cheap maids.

Or, we can just stop relying on maids and do these things ourselves. Iron our own shirts, cook our own dinners, wash our own dishes and raise our children ourselves. After all, its kasih sayang ibu bapa the children needs, not kasih sayang bibik.

The first step towards inculcating self-reliance in our increasingly lazy and dependant society begins with washing your own plates. Start today.

Roaches

Having my firm at Cempaka is entirely the reverse of what i first had in mind.

Firstly, there's a cafeteria that operates from morning till 10 in the evening, and then there's the roti rempit kiosk, the yet-to-resurface,nasik lemak/ processed food stall at C2 right outside the photocopy shop. When there is LawSoc event like the two-day Scour for Books fair at the Dataran Jam which was like practically outside the firm, good foods , books and distractions are sure to be had.

Secondly, the firm is on the ground floor which was good news for us and even better for the matured students, the only climbing we had to do is to our classes at AL622/624, parkings are available all around, take your pick, Pusat Islam, Kenanga, Perindu., if you can dodge the Pak guards. As for me its just within walking distance so its a big yay for me.

Thirdly, did i mention theres a photocopy shop just a fart's distance from my class? pretty handy if you know when to avoid the BLS crowd.

I have no call to see the BLS students as noobs but that's what they are.Their numbers can be a headache at times but at the same time they serve as the morale booster without them knowing it. Being the only dude in black and white in a sea of colours will command awe and respect almost immediately, hence the feel good factor there.

I've become very much attached to my firm, even though its a bit cramped and not in most technical of senses, a proper LLB office but who cares, as long as its with roofs, walls and lockable doors it will do. Who needs a firm at Level 7, i don't. The other classes can rot and starve up there, we're thriving in Cempaka.

End (What's New?)

What have i achieved this year?
- None, except to have fulfilled my lifelong dream of walking all over KL.
-Oh wait, there was something else. After 4 eye-opening months of attachment and an interview the Faculty saw it fit to cram me into the LLB program. So yeah. I'M GOING TO HELLLL!!

What's for next year?

-Thinning them fats
-Gorge myself Intellectually.


Hopefully.