The Theraphy of Mutilating Vegetables
I've resolved to be a little positive in my outlook of life...Theres too much to love and too much to hate for me to expand my energies on simply gloating on the latter so Woo Hoo!

I've been preparing vegetables for the kitchen and its been wonderful, getting myself immersed in the joy of killing/mutilitating a living entity. There's something hypnotic about peeling off the skin that would have clung onto a sweet potato leaf stem, I feel peace at the thought of pulling off the umbilical cord (which is the stem) to a fetal chili padi. There is satisfication from knowing that all the kang kong has been plucked to a uniform length and that the garlic is now naked and is ready for crushing...







Oh the beauty that has been born from the sacrifices of an original form!

Oh and if you were wondering... The restaurant no longer has any vegetables for me to prepare

ARG! I hate it here!
Its been 3 weeks since I've started work at the restaurant and I must say, things between my dad and I have gotten much better. The workers are also having a better time with me as a buffer between them and my dad... The only problem I face now is my step-mother...

I have a great dislike for her work ethics and the manner of which she speaks to her workers (myself included).

The other day we went into a senseless arguement over a chinese word which I had mis-read. She started to kick up a fuss about how she had wasted all that money on my chinese tution when I was a kid, I replied 'well at least I speak good english' She then continued to justify her point on my 'money-wasting' ways as a child and that I spoke good english because of the enviroment I was brought up in...Well it did occur to me that it was a waste of money to have chinese tution..I mean come on, which parent wouldn't spend time teaching their own child..OH OPPS...DEAR ME... I DIDN'T HAVE A MOTHER AS I WAS GROWING UP BECAUSE SOME BITCH WAS THE THIRD PARTY IN MY PARENT'S MARRIAGE! WHICH LED ME TO LIVE MY CHILDHOOD ALONE AS A CHILD, FENDING AND GROWING UP BY WHICHEVER MEANS I WAS EXPOSED TO. AND NOW I DISPITE MY OUTWARD NATURE, HAVE A YEARNING FOR PEOPLE'S RECGONITION AS I GOT NONE FROM MY PARENTS AS THEY WERE TOO BUSY PICKING UP THE PIECES OF THEIR OWN LIVES TO CARE ABOUT MY BROTHER AND ME! THATS RIGHT! I DID WASTE ALL THAT MONEY HAVING CHINESE TUTION! Ok it wasnt as if I yelled that at her but i did come from a dysfunctional family..and well it is apparent that this woman has relinquished all her responsibilities as a 'my' parent to cater to her own family...I was now the third party in her family...

Oh and Yeah!
My dad actually got me a namecard ( which totally shocked me) but anyways only me name apperared on it and when i asked where my mobile number was he only replied 'You want your number there, then you write la' ......What the hell? Anyways I took it a step further and designed a new one and here it is! Do call me if you need someone to design namecards for ya!