my new cooking school diary

My new cooking school diary aka Walking dictionary (not real)

Day, 1 I was really looking forward to come to this school, not only I can learn to be independent, but I can finally have an apartment of my own. The only condition was my parents want me to be thrifty, they think it’s a great way to become rich, and it’s very dexterous. When got to my apartment, everything I wanted was in there, a nice bed, a big closet, and of course a huge kitchen with a massive canteen filled with food I like to cook with. Cooking is my only passion,and it's something I want to do for the rest of my life. I cannot wait to go to class tomorrow, this school has infringed my waiting patience. I hope I can rest tonight and can be ready for this school tomorrow.

Day, 2 Today was the day! I finally can go to this amazing cooking school. When I arrived in the classroom, I was astonished. The grinders are so big that you could granulate your fingers. Then there was this huge apparatus in front of the classroom. It's something that I have never seen in my life, but new students are forbidden to use it. Anyways, classmates are going to be here soon, so I amble to the classroom like the happiest moments in my life. But when class begins I was really addle. I was addle because this is a cooking school, but why are we learning about human body parts, and which parts have more fat in it. Also, everyone in this class has a malicious look, I thought the class didn't like me and beginning to neglect me, but i guess this is how first day at a new school goes for new students.

Day, 3 I begin to think that this is more like a school for zombies or unrealistic freaks that are cooking human body parts. All the classes I've been taking so far is very keen for me. Because all wee learn about right now are humans blood, flesh, and I think there is also a barrack full of old military supplies with a lot of damaged corps from previous wars. Also, the class teachers are frisking us for what? I ask the teacher, and they say, we are just checking which part of your body have the most blood. I was about to bawl because I was really scared, I really cannot take this anymore. I have made up my mind, I’m gonna pack my bags and leave at the end of the week.

Day, 4 I have made ideas for my week of how to survive in the weird school with piecemeal plans. I’m going to act like a zombie in class so people, won’t try to kill me and cook my body parts at least. Today, I thought I could stick to my plan, but in class, the teacher actually murdered a live person and ask us to cook him and then eat it!! After the end of the day I ran back to my dorm and packed my bags, and booked the first flight out of here.