Spring Break Special

Finally, Spring Break. Thank God. I don't know about you but I have been looking forward to this week of pure relaxation. I am so relieved. I guess the best way to describe is like when you have a job. And someone comes to temporarily take over your job for a while so you can have a break. Yeah, that's probably how I feel. But why was spring break created? How? When? Who Cares?

I also didn't realize my sponsers were having a small bicker on my first post. Who knows what they were arguing about but they sure were not arguing about paying me. Instead, they were arguing about who knows me and stuff like that. So I'll take it as a compliment.

So anyway, since I have so much spare time. I might as well do as much rambling as I possibly can. So first on the hitlist, vandalism. Yeah, everyone knows vandalism. You break, ruin, smash, crush or destroy something that someone else paid for, especially the government. A week or two ago, some other school apparently did some vandalism graffiti at my school. Yeah, so I got inspired to write this crap. Anyway, yeah high school rivalry y'all.

Well, its actually quite interesting because if this would never happen in Malaysia. No one has the time since everyone has to study the shit out of themselves. Also, if we did half of us would even know how to use graffiti. But instead, many other...less...occupied Malaysians have better things to vandalize than a school. Yeah, they vandalize public phones. Yeah, imagine not having a cellphone. So the next best thing would be a public phone. It's usually in such a bad condition that I don't trust it but I have to use it. Anyway, half the time the public phone looks like its about to explode, the other half the time it looks like its about to fall and squash you. Surprisingly thought it does usually work even though it looks crappy. Of course, do expect a few times where you lose the only small change you have that could help you get home.

As the same with all of Asia, our public toilets suck big time. If you fell down in one of our toilets, I swear you'll probably want to take a bath for 2 weeks straight. Also, I have never in my 15 years of living in Malaysia never took a dump in a public toilet. If you did though, your ass would never forgive you. EVER! I swear your ass would try to kill you for revenge. I mean, if I were your ass I would.

Speaking of toilets. Here's another topic. Chinese guys always fucking doing their hair in the toilet. You will never see a white man doing his hair in the toilet. He might do it occasionally but never every fucking 5 minutes! I mean seriously, does your hair need to stand like a hedgehog? Does you hair have to look like a damn durian? You think girls need a mirror than you ain't see nothing yet. Chinese boys need a big ass mirror since they keep trying to do their fucking hair. Dude, your not going out to get laid, so chill out with the hair. I swear everytime I go to a toilet I ALWAYS CONSTANTLY, WITHOUT FAIL see a bunch of chinese guys spiking their hair. Sheesh... its annoying. They could put someone's eye out with hair like that. How vain can you be to keep spiking your hair? It's like walking around with 2000 condoms in a hand and showing the middle finger to someone with the other everytime you drop the box of condom. Ok, maybe that's a stretch but you get my point. No pun intended.