Jun 6, 2009

Chavs

I felt I need to write (or rather, rant) about this topic above all other topics. The bane of all UK citizens; they shout, they get drunk, they speed on their badly customised cars, they swear at everything that moves, they think they're hard, they walk with their trousers half-way down their ass and most annoying of all, they give the rest of the teenage nation a bad name. That's right, I'm talking about Chavs. Walking down a road, a gaggle of chavs (I can't really think of a collective term for them, "a pack" makes them sound cool) said the inevitable "...CHINKY!!!!" With a bottle in one hand and a fat finger aimed at me, they continued stumbling by. This is just a regular occurrence to which I am acustomed to. Looking at a newspaper, another knife crime has been committed by a chav and the whole teenage nation has yet again been condemmed. Not fair now is it? If we where all chavs, then the future of Great Britain is doomed.

A relatively short post but I'll probably think of more to write once my hatred for Chavs have been reignited...perhaps I'll walk down that road again...

Jun 5, 2009

Woks

Okay!! Time for a new post...urm, what should I write about? *looks around kitchen* ....woks!! Yes! I believe no asian kitchen is truely asian without a wok, why? it's like a unicorn without a horn, it's just a horse. It completes it and makes it stand out! Another thing about woks is that they are not only good for authentic cooking, they make perectly reasonable sleds when it snows. No flat edges means less surface area that that bin liner and you go faster but it also means you lose control and hit that random tree which you though was further away...ow.. Cleaning woks is a job my parents forces upon me, it's a simple task, mind you, and I'm not complaining (that much) but it leaves my hands with rough callouses and my parents complaing about the state fo my limbs. "Who would want to marry a woman with such rough hands?!" They say..... As a very lazy asian, I use woks as my only cooking utensil; from flipping pancakes (which leaves them rather concave) to making instant ramen...but making a cake proved rather difficult...

The beginning...

Hello there!
I have decided to blog because I had an epithany...I found out I spent all my internet time just staring at a social networking site for the best part of 4 hours....quite anti-social, no? My friend recommended blogging and though "hmm...why the hell not?" It will keep me amused for several hours. Unfortunately, starting a blog was harder than expected, an URL was required and I typed in my username.."sorry but this URL is unavailable" Okay...how about this one? "sorry but this URL is unavailable" This one? "sorry but this URL is unavailable" ...... then I typed in Kookookachoo "sorry but this URL is unavailable" Whachamacallit? "sorry but this URL is unavailable" Grrrrr... *bangs head on keyboard* "sorry but this URL is unavailable" Then I typed in my initial URL with a hyphon.."this URL is avaliable" THANK YOU!!!! After that little adventure, here I am now.

Now about me...not much, just an average asian teen in (not so) Great Britain cleaning woks for parents takeaway and surviving at Sixth Form. Just though blogging would be an excellent oppotunity to let out my suppressed rants haha.