I slept rather late last night. Woke up very late too. Showered and bla bla. Came down around 1pm. * anak dara apa nih?* Anyways, mama tgh goreng ikan. I asked her what we were having for lunch. Not that I care, I dont eat lunch. Just wanted to know. Mane lah tau kena beli ke. She said she's fine with the lauk that we have. Ok. I asked if my dad makan ke lauk tu. My dad's super fussy. Mcm Simon Cowell when it comes to food. No kidding. So my mom asked me to goreng sayur. More like goreng cabbage. teehee. Ok. My mom took her shower.
After she's done, I asked her how to potong the cabbage. I mean, wtf? Im a cuisine student! Cuttings are the very basic. I SHOULD know how to cut a bloody cabbage! Then my mom said to potong suka hati. So I just potong reasonably. Sgt blur la Dee. So while I was cutting the cabbage, my thought was elsewhere. Thinking bout something else. Ive got so many probs right now. Finals. Desire to continue Higher Dip but cant etc. So, since my mind was not in the kitchen, I potong the whole cabbage. THE WHOLE CABBAGE! And I was cooking only for my dad. And the whole of cabbage is not little. Then my came, she was shocked la. She was like, 'whats wrong with you today? why are you so blur?' I kept quiet. I, too didnt know what had gotten into me. IM A CUISINE STUDENT FOR GOD'S SAKE!
She left. I kept half of the already cut cabbage in the plastic. Then I was prepared the mise-un-place. I opened the fridge to grab the blended onions, then I saw my mom. I asked her again, ' guna bawang blend ke?' My mom gave me that look. She msk dapur again, she asked me, ' dee tak pernah masak sayur goreng ke?' I said ' pernah but lupe la.. blur sgt today!' She didnt say i cant use the bawang blend, but based from her reaction, I knew I wasnt supposed to use bawang blend. I kena guna the actual bawang and slice it.
After Im done, I pun start la masak. But after I dah letak the bawang, garlic and chicken, I froze. I didnt know what to do next! Bodoh gila. I letak the oyster sauce when I was supposed to letak air! Then, the whole thing hangus! EEEEEE.. Bodoh. My mom came. Then she started lecturing me =)
Then I pun start masak for real. I knew what to do after kena lecture.
Whats the most important thing when it comes to cooking? The outcome of the food and the taste right? That was what I DIDNT do today. I didnt taste the food. And kena kasi my dad makan. Nasib it was ok. My mom said it was nice. My said he blh bau my sayur from afar! so, i guess the blur-ness paid off. =)
Put all that aside..
I still have to accept the fact that this month is my last month in Taylors. And the mere thought that I wont be a Taylors student, makes me sad. I really want to study. I really really do. And it sux coz I cant. I might not see or talk to half the frens I made in college. And thats sad. I love college. I love college frens. I love my lecturers (maybe not all. Definately not my enviroment lecturer. Yes, he sucked.) I love my college subjects. I love it all. Its like when you're studying in Taylors, you have things to brag about. And you just know your college is so much better than KDU or Uitm. And I know I belong in Taylors. Ive been to Uitm. And not that its bad, its not. Its just not the right place for me. I have a different mentality.
I truly will miss Taylors. No doubt. I wont forget my college frens. I wont forget my lecturers. I just wont forget anything! I refuse to forget! Pinch me if I do!
Ive learnt alot. No doubt. The highlight of Term 1 would be that english group assignment! Zara, Akila, Delaila and Inghaw went to Italiannies in OU. Our assignment was to go to a culturally inclined restaurant. And do a presentation bout that specific restaurant. It was a blast. I could never look at bananas the same way again. Thanks Ing Haw. Thanks alot.
Term 2 was fun coz of Oenology! We had Mr Daniel. Oh my, he's GRRRR hot!! Put that to the side, he's got good teaching methods. Hes great at stealing ppl's attention. I mean it. I still remember the charade games that we played countless times. The time where Mr Daniel impersonated Ms Lay Bee. It was hilarious! And of course, the assignment. Wine making. It was a blast! It wasnt as pretty. The making of the wine that is. The crushing and pressing of grapes was just disgusting. Trust me. It was fun la. Not to forget that I got Chef Patrick Siau as my chef lecturer! Before I went to my first prac class in term 2, I almost pee-ed in my pants. It was scary. But I thought wrong. He was great.
Term 3 was just fine. Nothing major happened. Maybe except zara, ice and i was excited bout industrial training. We all applied in Club Med and got accepted. EXCITED gila when I found out!
Training was great. Met lots of great ppl. Met Dmo, Abg Najeb, K.Ogy, Abg Adi, M.I.K.E! and Dean of course. Fell in love with club med. How can you not? Its so gorgeous there! I didnt wanna go home.
Term 4 came, got together with dean. Term 4 was ok. Specialized. Chef chong. I didnt fancy him much. He didnt fancy me too. So I didnt do well in prac. I was scared of him. He scared he shit outta me. Had to go to industrial training again. Picked Club med again. Mainly coz of Dean. But also coz I had so many family probs. I needed to go away.
In club med again. With dean. Was undescribably happy. I didnt want to come home. Got bullied in the kitchen, no doubt but i was happy. Celebrated raya there. On the 1st day of raya, I had to work at 6am. SEDEY TAU!
Term 5 was great. Term 6 is great. I dont want to leave Taylors. I dont!!
