Anatomy Of A Stupid.

Aduhh.. I don’t even know where to begin. Well to start this post was actually a comment at first to reply to a blog post. But I eventually got so pissed, so confused and so frustrated with the writerand the blind jackasses that reply to the post unconstructively, that I’ll just put it up as a log as a tribute to these people, seeing as to it that this blog is an Anatomy Of A Stupid.

Guys, we live in a modern world where technology rules everything. We see naked foreigners in lockup cells, strangers pepper spraying Prime Ministers and Mat Rempits dashing through police roadblocks on a day to day basis; all thanks to technology. When one dumbfuck comes by and starts keystyling about some racism issue lets say, you can rest assure that he wasn’t the first to find out about it la. There would be news, videos, images and all kinds of shiet on the net, god knows especially opposition party websites to show it.

When you cant find any materials like this with relevance to the issue above, then I can gurantee you that THERE IS NO REAL ISSUE TO BEGIN WITH! Seriously folks, especially in the 21st century, nobody would actually be dumb enough to tolerate people that assumes every damn thing, and claims that this news couldn’t be published in the newspapers because we live in an Islamic country or the likes. Really. It is suicidal to believe jokers!

I honestly cant be fucked to bother about the writer, no, professional assumers because they will never stand down from their single brick wall of guesses and myths that daddy told me when I was a kid, but it’s the readers that I pity a lot. Most of them just read along and comment blindly! Dudes, it does indeed matter when you’re blind and you follow a bat. In other words? It makes you look like a frickin’ idiot! Dont just go "oh ya ya good post" bla bla bla when you don’t understand the blog itself! Please! I am begging you! You are only supporting an assumer that is lacking in knowledge!

..and I realize that just like playing basketball, I can’t bake for nuts. *sniffs burning scent*

My first term is almost making me take college for granted! There’s only 3 days a week and almost every class ends 1-2 hours earlier than when it’s supposed to? On Wednesday there’s co-curriculum, and I still dont get how this thing works but I’ve heard from some it’s a sponsored we-play-sports kinda thing. So that’s what I heard from my groupmate Vincent la.

Speaking of co-curriculum, last Wednesday after the typhoid innoculation we had about 4 hours to go until we could collect our knife sets and uniform so we went to Pyramid for some supposed sports playing, if you can count watching a movie and eating at A&W sports? I had to leave during bowling thanks to my lack of rationality. Watched Shooter, worst part is I was beside Syazmin the big guy. You know how hilarious big people are.

Fast forward I was back at campus in a Multi Purpose Hall full of knife sets. Mmm, knife sets. Line looked really long and Calvin was telling me it took half an hour to get his to I was convinced I was going to be there until 6 or 7. BUT, thanks to another one of my groupmates, Elaine, she just conveniently cut the queue infront of the Hotel Management students, hahaha! Oh and of course me also tumpang sekaki lah, if you get what I mean.

Blah, not that I got my knife set on that day anyway, the set was missing a tong and they wouldn’t let me take the incomplete set home.. saddening. If there’s one thing I notice about Taylor’s College is that they are really unorganized. Imagine on orientation day they gave out t-shirts, and they didn’t have my size and said that I’ll get it by the next day. Whaddya know, no shirt until TOday.

Hm, I think that’s about all the things I can ramble on for today, now I see why Shazana can write so much about her classes in her blog! Until next time..

Hello again friends, sorry it’s been quite a while since anything has happened here. Find it quite hard (actually just lazy lah but bear with me here) since I’ve started preparing for college.

Who am I kidding right? But I will tell you about, as stated in the title, college in a nutshell anyway. I go to this little place called Taylor’s School of Hospitality and Tourism and I take a simple course called the Diploma in Culinary Arts. But screw Culinary Arts, people who underestimate Malaysian college life just haven’t gone to Taylor’s before..

It all started 2 weeks ago when I came to hand in my SPM results for evaluation, and I was taken on a campus tour by a, really, really really useless tour guide which happens to be a Hotel Management student. The campus itself has four faculties I think including mine, but he only showed me the pastry kitchen and restaurant, and a couple of public toilets which made me ponder if this college was even equipped with proper facilities like… uh… a classroom? library? Luckily my second campus tour on orientation day 1 was more comprehensive.

So comprehensive I even got lost and ended up with the Mass Communication faculty tour. But anyways I found my way back to the second batch campus tour (hospitality students) but this time the guide was one mat salleh celup which had a TV personality style of talking and… I’ll tell you a bit later. His name is David. So David was talking to this one girl a lot la which made me wonder what made her so special that when we ask questions he tells us to wait and when she thinks about asking a question he stops everyone else to answer her question?

Cheh, rupa-rupanya they’re dating. I saw them today by the student lounge making out while she was having her lunch. Imagine that, he’s so horny he couldn’t even wait for her to finish her fried rice she had in her hand which was about to grow mushrooms on it.

So for Taylor’s only I think, the students from the Hotel school have to wear office attire for every classroom class. I find it personally hard to cope wit the social standards there la when everyone else can wear anything they want and we have to wear silky slacks and shirts that makes it f*ck obvious when we’re sweating at the armpits. Stress I tell you. Other people wear Air Force Ones and I have to wear shoes my 56 year old dad uses for golf games.

As I was saying, the social pressure in orientation itself was a bit tough too. Apparently I thought everyone would be very socializable (spell check) in college and anyone can start any conversation with any one of the tom, dick or harry’s in the room and have no problem maintaining the conversation, but to my surprise I find myself in the same net as when talking to smart people back in high school. It’s like you get a one word answer for a freaking long question you ask them. This sucks la, because conversations often hang when I run out of relative questions to ask them.

But it was no problem though, they seperated us into groups and it’s much easier to get to know them in a small group. Yesterday’s agenda was a teambuilding workshop. Long story short, imagine a hula hoop suspended 7 feet in the air and we have to carry our team mates through it, guys AND girls. Luckily this made it so much more easier to talk to the others, especially the girls because they just seem like they wanna run away as far as they can after you ask them a question for the first time.

As for classes, I’m happy to say that I got a decently scheduled classfor now with off-days on Mondays and Wednesdays while others had only one day leave or no leave at all due to english class.

Well, so far I’m finding this quite fun, especially in the pastry class and making friends because people are very much more mature, open-minded and cool about things in college. The conflict management standards in colleges like Taylor’s is definetly excellent. I heard IPTAs like UKM suffer from racism, and things like that. Sound exactly like SMKSSAAS if you ask me, but you get what I mean. Don’t think private colleges are for asshats which had nothing better to do in school than skipping classes because for starters the people are a lot better.

That’s it for the register, if you were too lazy to read the whole text then my summary is : college life is good so far!