I miss cooking. Period. Now that I have two months worth of holiday, I guess it would be nice if I could just take my cooking and guitar skills to the next level and also spend more time playing football. Work you say? I don't know, I'm a lazy bum, seela, extra cash sounds nice. Finals... I had mixed feelings about finals, Calculus took more than 3/4 of my brainpower (very, very hard but doable), Chemistry was normal and for Biology, I feel unjustified doing it. Oh well, exams are exams. Now I'm at home, I resume my role as the chef and also caretaker for my siblings. Ahh, it's been awhile since I last cooked.

But I've got my uni application to work on, which means going back to that dreaded school and face the principal again. I thought I was done with them. Sigh. So where was I? Ah yes, cooking. I started cooking when I was uhh well, I forgot but that time I think I was 7 years old. Both of my parents were working so sometimes I'm home alone. My first try at cooking was Maggi Mee, well, I wouldn't call that cooking but it was on the stove! I remembered cooking Maggi until it was really dry because I don't like the soup and my parents would always tell me not to do that. Then when I was in Sibu, I had to cook for my younger siblings because my dad was a really busy man and my mom was living in KL, they were working really hard to make our lives comfortable. I started off with frying chickens and burgers, then my dad taught me about marinating beef. Once I was so into Nestum-coated Chicken, I tried making them on my own, without any guide from anyone or anything. It turned out good, maybe because it's fried but hey, I was 10 at that time.

My cooking skills grew exponentially during my high school years due to the lack of activity during school holidays and the fact that my parents needed me to cook for my siblings. This is the period when I learned how to cook masak kicap, masak merah, fried rice, vegetables (easiest), egg fu yong, soup and a lot more. I learned how to clean a fish (taking out innards, descale them), prawns, chicken (fat and skin are no good) and essential kitchen skills. Once I got tired of cooking masak kicap and masak merah all the time, I decided to try Prawn Sambal on my own. My dad didn't believe me when I told him I cooked it and he even asked my mom who exactly cooked it. I guess I surprised him at that time.

The sad thing is, my siblings don't know how to cook real food, they only know how to fry. I wonder how they'll survive without me around, my mom can't cook for them every single day, it's just too tiring for her to do that. Even worse, most girls these days don't know how to cook or rather, they don't bother. Call me a sexist but I think that girls, naturally, should be able to cook. Most girls I know don't know how to cook, and I thought I could learn a few things from them. The place I study now has people from different races, I was hoping I could get recipes for a few Chinese or Indian cuisine, guess I would have to look for that on my own. Most if not all will always be surprised when I tell them that I can cook. A normal conversation would go like this

Me : I can cook you know.
Friend : *Surprised look* Really? Oh you mean you can boil water?
Me : *Does a boring face and starts listing out what I can cook*
Friend : Are you for real? You're lying right?
Me : ........ I can cook better than all of the girls you know.

Such conversations are irritating and trivial. Oh well, since the holiday has started, I should look for new recipes to try out. Oh yeah.

This is going to be some sort of rant I've been holding up in me for a long time.

Oh woe be us, some idiot thought of allowing 10% of the minority to join a "world class" university totally populated by the majority, that just means the end of the majorities rights and they'll lose their place as the main population of the country. HAH, bunch of cowards who only knows how to lament, piss and moan while watching their own kin fall apart and even worse these harlequins only find strength in numbers.

I can't believe these people have the cheek to call this sorry little university "world-class" when more than half of the uhh, "scholars" or "students" are only aiming for the cut-off point which is a mere 2.0 (or was it 2.75?) CGPA. I don't mind if they actually struggled to get past the cut-off point but to my "surprise", they're not even trying and when a few from this majority actually agrees with the notion of allowing 10% of the minority to join them, these larger percentage degrade them, labeling them traitors and radicals. I'm sure it's a world class university when their students are busy producing home made porn by the stairs.

Let's see what happens when these "traitors" try to rationalize with their own kin shall we?

(Translated for various purposes, and it's non-fiction)
"Traitor": I think it's a good idea this guy thought of this.
Cretin : What? You actually agree? This plan would degrade us! It's blasphemy (no, the cretin doesn't know the meaning of this word)!!! First it's the meritocracy, now this?! The minorities will dominate the university!
"Traitor": Won't it give a little competition in the university, actually making it world-class?
Cretin : Yeah, easy for you to say, most of the people here aren't as smart as you are. Once the minorities come here, we will lose out to them! And that's not good for us majorities.
"Traitor": *Silent*

Yes ladies and gentlemen, this scenario actually happened and we can actually observe and infer from this incident on how insecure the majority really are. I guess even though they have strength in numbers, they realized that the probability of them being successful later in life is relatively low and here I thought the greater the number, the higher the probability of actually producing great people (read China and USA).

I guess the small country below them disproved me from the beginning or maybe I forgot to include other factors. It stupefies me how a country so small, without the abundancy of natural resources managed to outclass their neighbouring country which is at least five times bigger with and at least three times the amount of natural resources (I'm not using any datas or facts, just conjecturing). And this neighbour is almost as stable as this little country. What went wrong one might wonder. I guess that's what you get when the members of the parliament are so focused on petty things and name-calling rather than the people whom they so vehemently promised to serve. Fools they are, dared to announce that they belong to the religion of peace and even used the teachings against each other, not realizing the hypocrisy displayed.

I guess they've forgotten how their forefathers came to the land after committing a crime and how they came only with the help of others (sea men). Always needing a crutch, always depending, always being spoon-fed. They've survived only because the minorities worked extra hard to gain income which in turn increased the economy of the land else they would've continued living like their fallen counterparts that shared the same root with them. Bunch of ungrateful people.

I'm digressing too far, I guess it happens in rants. I am much abashed by the reaction of the majorities, I even argued with one who reasoned that "it is the right of the majorities and it should be left that way. Why look for trouble?" I replied, "Yeah, everything should be left the way they are, our quality of education will be better on its own, we don't need to sacrifice anything. Giving a chance to people who worked so hard to succeed is wrong and giving a chance to those who doesn't know the word struggle is the right way to go. I like your thinking, advancing without sacrificing, it's just plain brilliant!!" Silence ensued after that.

The students themselves aren't able to talk properly or have the guts to express their ideas, even if they did, it's just mediocre ideas. Nothing out of the ordinary, just plain ideas, there's no spark in it, no signs of creativity, no signs of wisdom, no insight or hindsight to it just plain ideas to simply answer the question. But for them, plain ideas are hard to think of, what more executing them, it takes a stupendous effort to execute a simpletons idea. Oh how it pisses me off when it was only me who have to answer for them, how I have to save their sorry little faces when they don't know how to speak up. Yes, I'm being emotional and not objective which I think is really wrong but this time, I just have to let it out.

"World-class university"... and I thought my jokes were bad.