Simply put, YES.

**Victor** my life is complete. I have a family now. says:
diu lor
i am crying now
brian
this feeling is great
being so...so purely happy for ur frenz
Brian. YOU PEOPLE. 26/4 says:
YES.
ITS
THE
SELFLESS HAPPINESS
MY GOD LI CHUNG
I THINK I AM FINALLY BECOMING A BETTER PERSON
**Victor** my life is complete. I have a family now. says:
eh brian, u kno im serius when i say im cryin ryt?
Brian. YOU PEOPLE. 26/4 says:
YES.
**Victor** my life is complete. I have a family now. says:
ITS LIKE A GODDAM MOVIE
LIKE
GOT SUPER CHUN HAPPY ENDING

 

I am speechless, in the GOODEST way ever possible.

OMG. This is the pure snow-white joy and happiness you feel on behalf of your friends. And I am feeling this selfless love for them right now. I am laughing and crying at the same time. HAHA. (no, i’m friggin serious bout the crying part)

Anyways, to 2 dearest friends. I may not be your bestest friend, nor understand your situation 100%, but I am really,really happy for the both of you. I can only wish you the greatest happiness and contentment in your new-found relationship. Know that, these tears I shed, I shed for you guys. *big hug*

This has been one of the most awesome-mest day in my whole life. Not only I have a complete ‘family’ now, I also have a new role-model and inspiration.

There is no way I can be sad for today and the rest of the week.

You always leave without saying good-bye.

I’m gonna take a LONG break from blogging. Really gotta stop throwing emo stuffs in here.

Nuff’ said. I’m back, the darker side of me. Bye bye.

So let my thoughts run wild, like the horse high on weed.

The leafy trees sway

long during these windy days.

A coat wrapped tightly around,

walking thorugh the streets without a sound.

The heart burns,not ache.

The feelings inside, unfake.

Little grasses wail, 

as the tears come down in pails.

I miss your pressense,

abandoning all common senses.

Here I stand,

under this old oak,

who is nothing but bland,

feeling like a dope.

But there I see you,

in that dress you always wore

only when we're alone,

walking from the other side of the tree.

It may be night,

but to me, you, such a sight.

I remove my coat,

tuxedo revealed.

Your raven locks undone,

your feet bare.

I, with no tie,

unkept hair.

I take your hand,

you bow your head.

I lay another hand on your waist,

a giggle escapes from your sweet lips.

We fall into step,

no words said.

There is no music,

yet a melody runs through the air.

And there we twirled under the old oak tree.

Quench thy thirst with liquid of flame!

Mild depression…hmm… =.=

I guess I really need to stop thinking so much, worse comes to worst, grow white hair. Gah.

And the ironic thing is, I actually understand what I’m going through now, I have sort of a faint inkling on how to deal with it. It’s like I’m looking at myself from the outside, and know what’s wrong with me.

But putting words into action has never been easy, never will.

It’s time to re-arrange those skeletons in the closet.

 

GOD! FARKIN EMO LA! lol.

TUCSJ Music Club is organizing a charity classical/jazz concert on May 7th (Thurs). Ticket price is Rm12 per person. Please do come, I promise it’ll be real classy this time, and music will be awesome!!!

Now that the love is gone.

This has to be one of the more shittier moments of my life.

 

God please help me. I really can’t breathe, I really feel like crying. Why do problems stack by themselves?

Wonders of the little cream donut.

It really was one of those rare beautiful day.

The sky was so effin blue and clear, splashed here and there with puffs of milky white clouds. There was warm sun (ok i lied, it was still friggin hot) and the wind! Oh my God, the wind was so…so…free! Rushing through the fiber of my very being, it was just so thrilling. A good day.

But it’s been such a LONG time since my heart felt just like today’s weather. I need to get a lot of things straightened out, so help me here, OK?

The weather today is just mocking us ,really. For today, we mourn the 13 people who were massacred at the Columbine High School 10 years ago, April 20th 1999.

So I guess I had a reason to be down today.

Oh, and on a side note, it’s Adolf Hitler’s birthday today.

He’s dead, so there’s no point of adding Happy to his birthday.

These are the last moments of your life.

Waaa…It’s been so effin long since I last blogged. Blame it on the VERY busy life I have now.

The assignments just keep piling up, and there are some that are so complicated, I don’t even know where to start. Sigh.

Oh, and the finals are coming. Pressure pressure pressure.

I’m not saying life sucks right now, nor am I saying life’s good. It’s just tough. Barely making it through.

Need a breather.

Yonder lies my path, thither I shall venture.

HAIYA. Juin juin so busy, lazy wait for her. Here are my ICPU Dress-Up Week pictures:

Monday: Sporty.

Was wearing my old school team basketball jersey. Yes, it was friggin shiny. Heh. And this was the only picture I took the whole day. =.=

Tuesday: Back To School

BAHAHAHA. My favorite picture of all. And yes, that is my advanced functions teacher, Mrs Tan. She dam sporting, pinjam-ed Shauyin’s(left) old baju kurung. *the tie was my own.*

Wednesday: Rock N Roll

So obviously, a lot of people dressed up to different genre of rock. There were indie rock, punk rock, retro rock, classic rock. The teachers were mainly…well, let’s just say that just by putting on a pair of shades does not make you rock.

I was emo rock for the day. No pictures. (note: Juin)

Thursday: Canada Day

 

The most awesomest day la. Everyone was so in the Canadian Spirit. Everyone was wearing red and white, and had Canadian flags and stuff. If you noticed, I was wearing a collector’s 2006 Canada Winter Olympic cap and a vintage Toronto Maple Leafs (a famous ice-hockey team) T-Shirt. The teachers were like: ‘God Victor, you’re so Canadian.’ Haha.

Please click to enlarge the last picture above. Mr Meyer had his pants down, apparently he was wearing CANADIAN BOXERS!

Friday: Traditional

Was wearing my Beijing-made Samfu. Another shiny piece of clothing. XD. Wanted to dress up in the Japanese traditional bathing robe, but couldn’t find one.

Damn syok.

COOKIES!!! XD

Quirk of the Day:

Convo between two dudes, me just an innocent bystander:

‘Eh. Today your hair look damn different woi.’ *starts telling this to everybody around us.*

‘Sorry la, coz normally I put my head in the toilet bowl, but today I only put the bowl on.’

ROFL! I know some of you might not get it, but damn, the way he said it. Priceless shit. Haha.

Like, with all words french and italian.

Everybody loves eating. I mean, we have to eat food. So why not be good at it?

I make it no secret that I love cooking as much as I love eating. I remember early last year, I had this ‘cook-fever’ and shared a few recipes in my old blog. Ima now do it again.

Mayo Shrimp Paste

*this is not an original recipe I created, it’s just modified according to my experience and taste.*

This goes well with toasted bread and tea! A perfect breakfast or tea-time.

What You need:

1. 400g shrimp. (de-shell-ed and de-veined)
2. Mayonnaise
3. Half a lemon
4. 2 eggs. (hard-boiled)
5. fresh basil. (finely chopped) and if you want an extra kick, fresh parsley(optional)
6. 125g butter
7. Half an onion (finely chopped)

Here we go:

1. Get out a pan (duh) and heat 2 tbsp butter over moderate heat until it melts. You wouldn’t want burnt buttter. Add in your shrimps, and season it with salt and pepper to taste. 2 minutes.
2. Transfer your shrimps to a food precessor/blender. Leave the leftover butter and stuff in the pan. DO NOT CLEAN.
3. Now, add the onions into the pan with another 1 tbsp of butter over LOW heat. Stir about 2 to 3 minutes.
4. Scrape onions into the processor and blend it all up.
5. Allow mixture to cool to room temperature. About 10 minutes.
6. Now, pour your mixture into a bowl and add mayonnaise. It’s up to you how much you like mayo. Add a bit more pepper and throw in the finely chopped basil. Squeeze in lemon juice.
7. Stir.
8. Mash your eggs (lol) and add them to the already stirred mixture. This is important. Eggs go in LAST.
9. Put into fridge to chill.

There, you’re done. Goes extremely well with thick toast with a bit of salad in it.

Personally, I think guys who can cook are awesome. And one of my big inspiration/idol is Jamie Oliver. GUYS! GO LEARN TO COOK! IT’S FUN!

Robot vegetables that gnaws on leftover ham.

I just sorta figured out:

I don’t really need to lose weight, I’m content the way I am now.(cough) Yes, I admit, I’m fat. But the world needs fat people to balance up with the skinny people around the world.

So I’m fat, sue me.

CONNECTION BACK UP! so happie~~

Will blog about dress up week as soon as I get my Wednesday pictures from JUIN! zzz…

The feeling of having your strings cut.

Bah. Using school's connection to blog now.

House connection busted for now. Blardy over-surge. Lightning mar. Zzz.

Yer. I want to blog so bad about ICPU dress-up week. So fun! =)

Need my license so bad, need to drive, go out.

Not moving, not going.

Again, for the love of God, again.

I wonder if it’s the patriarchal ego or real concern, but really, I wish you’d stop this. No one is accusing you of being wrong, no one is saying that you do not care and no one is whining about not getting enough.

I appreciate all that you’ve done. I thank you for having the best interest for me in your heart. I am grateful for your effort to try and mould me into someone better.

But then, that’s the problem.

The funny thing is, my psychology class actually changed the way I interpret matters now. I won’t say I can make completely right decisions or understand everything. It opened my eyes. I have my own identity now. It’s cliched, but I’d like to say I am me. This is a fact you have to accept.

You say you are not nagging, you claim that you are giving me experience-gained knowledge and insight. I know, I really do. It’s not like I don’t know that the real world outside is a cruel.unforgiving place. I know to get there, there’s work involved. But I’m just your average joe. The way you’re propagating your messages to me, it’s either you’re pushing too hard or I’m just taking it from the wrong angle. Whichever that is, I want to say, I know.

The tears that flow in front of you are not tears of sadness, tears of guilt or tears of resentment.

They’re tears of frustration.

I do not gripe about you invading my privacy. I do not complain about the lack of attention. Never have I said a word about not getting love. I was touched when you said the reason why you wanted me to get my license was to let me have the comfort of individual mobility, that I can drive around during weekends for outings. I just want you to try and understand me. Try to look things from my perspective. Stop comparing me to your days of youth. Times have changed. Some things are not what they seem to be. You just worry about my future. What about now? I’m here. Don’t you want to know what’s going on in my life? Don’t you want to know if I’m having any personal conflicts? It’s because of this, I’ve been pushed to a point where I can only voice my problems to my friends and through technology.

I’m not saying I’m right in everything. I’m pass that stage now. The things you say to me, I believe they are sound and right. I’m not rebelling. It’s the lack of empathy I crave.

Let me live the life I want to in my own pace.

It’s the tomyam sex that keeps you going.

So just when I thought my plan was working,just when I thought it would be safe for me, just when I thought I could be myself again.

How wrong I was. And how painful it still is inside. I need help.

It’s been too long a day. Need to relax and unwind. Like, seriously.

When you tie a pencilbox to your head.

I have psych test tomorrow.

Then, on Thursday, I have Advanced Functions test.

Friday, it’ll be socio test.

Not to mention the 2 overdue assignments I need to hand in.

Oh, not forgetting my phase 4 of my thesis project.

And what am I doing now?

Worrying about what should I wear tomorrow.

 

I need to get my priorities straight.

Jot my dreams in drool.

Ee Lynn’s early surprise birthday party yesterday at Windsor Tower, Hartamas. Awesome place sial. But I guess pool parties have really lost their hype, no one wants to go into the pool now. Tsk.

Getting too worked up about a certain issue. Gah. When will this stop la??

Oh, and how I wish people will stop asking me if I have a girlfriend or not. Don’t expect me to fake a smile and happily say NO. Sakit di dalam tau tak?

 

OH! AND CHOOSY HIGH NUN AWAY TO AUSTRALIA! Yer, she ditch me. If your reading this, I no happy happy lor. You dumb dumb girl, faster come back la. No need travel so far just to see hot angmoh boys.

ICPU DRESS UP WEEK! I NEED CLOTHES! *yea, I never thought I’d say that*

And yes, I’m gay. *inside joke*

*or maybe not*

Shocking revelation with plenty of BBQ sauce.

I’ve decided to turn GAY after several FAILED attempts to find and acquire a female partner.

Happy April’s Fool !!!