I had a dream..

… that I wish I never woke up from.

Last night I had an awesome dream. Probably won’t type it on here though.
But I woke up and I was like… woah…
It was about money by the way, nothing kinky, if thats what anyones thinking.

So yea, thats that.
Today was pretty random. I haven’t played the piano since my last HSC. So say, 6 months?. It felt so weird, and honestly my piano playing is all deteriorating. I feel so sad about this now, but I think I should get back to it.

Yesterday, I tried my hardest studying.. or maybe not my hardest, but tried to. Didn’t go very well, as I ended up watching a movie, and just slept. My timetable isn’t working very well after all.

I will gradually get into it though.
I have my test this Saturday. Odd day isn’t it. A good day for my 18th birthday too.

Today, I went to the city, and supposedly studying, but yea, we played a bit of pool, and checked out a few party venues.

After that, caught the train home with Sean, and basically chilled at the station food court for like an hour. Tired as… lol
I went to the library after, and went for 55 minutes, before the lady starts screaming “LIBRARY IS CLOSING, PLEASE LEAVE”.

Not very good.
I will get to study now.

G’NITE

Shrillax.

Well, nothing has been happening.

Friday, was just a chillout day, watched some movies, and nothing really.
Saturday, woke up and worked!. Then went to sleep after I got home. What a day eh.

Although, that night, I have made something really interesting to myself. Its the ‘100 things to do before I die’ list, and I plan to accomplish all of these. The list includes things like, “Go to Europe, Start a new business, Own a Hendrix Monterey Guitar, Bungee Jumping”, and like 95 others. Once I have achieved this list, from what I gather, I will have made the most of my life. And yes, this list is all realistic, not the shit ones you see “get rich, be famous” sort of lists.

I also made a timetable for myself. A personal and weekly timetable, which really puts in everything. This is my first step of being organised and succeeding and overcoming laziness. I’ll upload a picture along with this blog.

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Also recently, I’ve been having deep thoughts about my personality. I really don’t know what I am, and what I seem to other people. I see myself as quite a different and strange sort of person. But ahh, I will pinpoint this someday, and blog it. It does quite bug me sometimes.

Anyway, today, was just normal, had work again, and got offered sushi again by Tom’s mum. Man next time, when I do get hungry, or if I don’t have money, I’ll go get something there, like chicken or something.

Lastly,
I recently been having a hard time deciding on what cruise to attend to next week.
Theres the BSoc Cruise, and the TSA Cruise.
The BSoc cruise, is mainly people I know that go there. Like the group, but then theres people like N.S, K.C, and etc, many to name.
I’d see my time getting ruined, but the cruise with alot of friends seem alright.
But then theres TSA, which again, has quite a few people I know. The cruise seems so much better, in terms of the boat and shit. The pictures of this boat just makes my jaw drop.
The “Starship” pontoon is what its called.
The boat is also Taiwanese, which I don’t fit in, but I love their people (girls) I mean.
But argh, I don’t know what to pick.
It’s quite hard to choose.
I’m really worried if I go BSoc, something will happen, especially when there’s going to be alcohol involved.
And I’ve been having weird imaginations, of bringing a knife and putting it in my shoes, or a hidden pocket, and if anything happens, yea.., lets not get there.
I’m scared I will turn into one of those Hanning peoples, that will just snap one day.
I can really type the truth here, this shit has been building up in my head, and theres still room to build, but it WILL snap one day.
I can feel it.

But anyway,
Blogs over!
I’m happy! again.
Nah, things are fine just the way it is.

Anyway,

I’m off to sleep.. late again.

Good’night!

fuck you..

So I realised, it’s been two weeks since I last blogged.

These two weeks haven’t really been great, but I’m guessing it’s just pressure being built up from university, and some friends haven’t been really great, when I was at Sean’s party.

So, first things first.
I have realised, that I need to catch up with alot of people from high school. People who I use to talk to heaps, but recently haven’t because we aren’t in high school anymore. I talked to Raymond a few days ago, and it was cool, so we’re deciding to go for a game of pool and some coffee. So, I have made a resolution to go through a list of people, and maybe catchup with them soon. It just feels great, because it won’t feel like high school was the only place we were friends, and also, keep in touch for longer.

Second.
I am trying to type formally, for a reason I don’t know.

Third.
Last week was pretty standard. Time feels like its going extremely fast now. I have thought about this so many times, and it’s crazy. Especially having two days of university a week, and two days of work a week, the other 3 days are spent catching up homework. Our teacher was like, “Okay, it’s week 5!, we have a quiz today!”. I thought, week 5, wow, you got to be kidding me… But, actually, I have settled into university very well, and things are working out great. I got 100% for that quiz that we got too, but sadly, it’s only worth 2.5% of our whole semester. The test was also bull-shit, it was 4 questions, of addition. Oh well, it’s a good start.
Time has really been bugging me lately, and I can see, university will be very fast. Easter is also coming up soon, and we’ll have our week’s break. Fast eh..

Fourth.
Sean’s birthday party. It was something I had been looking forward to for a while, as I haven’t had time to really let myself off for a while, and party, or just hang out with a big group of friends. That day was an awesome day. In the morning, I met up with Frank, and we went to the City, to buy Sean the gift, which was a brand new Bass Guitar set. Sean kept on calling me, asking me to help set up his last minute party, but dodged it so many times, that he started getting irritated and pissed at me. But, I still didn’t end up going to help him.
Moving on, Frank and I went home, and we tagged the guitar, whilst signing a card. Then after, decided to play a game of pool, and purposely go to Sean’s party late, so we can surprise him with his Bass Guitar. Straight after I gave him the guitar, Frank handed me a bottle of Smirnoff, and I went straight to it, and skulled what was left in the bottle. I should never have done that, but I did, and couldn’t help it. My head started spinning, and damn I felt so good. I had a few gulps of Vodka too, from some other guy.
That night, many people chipped in for Sean’s gift, and signed the card, and was all going fine. Though, I was a little tipsy, things started going wrong in my head. I started getting angry. Firstly, I did not want to hear a *guy* next to him, go “Fuck it man, don’t chip in”, when I asked Frank Wang, if he wanted to chip. Now, I don’t know who the fuck you think you are, but the money is not for me, and what?, your not getting the money?, or are you just a little FUCKED UP in the head?. He was also smoking that night, which I least expected from. But mate, I don’t know what’s your problem, fuck wit. Maybe if I was homeless, or if I was begging, then say that. I know your life is full of ‘fuck it man, fuck this, argh fuck that’, but not to me.
I got really angry that night, even though it might have been something little. What also pissed me off even more was smoking, he was like *puff puff*, and gives that stare. I have no idea what image you are trying to portray, but no one looks up to you, should try harder next time.
Anyway, the gift.
It actually costed me quite a bit, but I was surprised at the amount of chippers. I only have about $130 left to pay off now.
I was also talking to Priss, or Iris or something, when they asked if I had any food. I actually wasn’t feeling hungry at all, and all day too. I actually had the flu that night. So I was like, nah, I actually hadn’t had anything that whole day, no brekkie, no lunch, no dinner. Half a picnic bar was what I had. So thats that. *he* walks past, and goes, “something to be fucking proud of?, huh?”. I turned around, and I was like.. ?.. I dunno if I should have been cut. Maybe.. It was because I was holding a Smirnoff bottle, which I just had. But later that night, he also paid me back the formal after party money, so I was cool about it, and chipped $5.00 in, as in all he had ($40.00 note). He wasn’t very happy though. Clearly remember him saying, here, take the fucking money. But now that I have my money back, I actually hope to never associate with him again. He hasn’t been the ideal person for me to ever talk to, since the whole of high school. He’d act cool one moment, but one moment he’d be all ‘hey your a loser’ sort of thing, and give me these stares. I don’t know. It’s just really dick to me sometimes. He had a fucking flick knife on him that night too. Now would I have said “something to be fucking proud of?”. Argh, so many people that night, I’d say 5-6 people, I really had the shits with, in my head.
We went karaoke that night too, which was alright. I had a headache for the rest of the night, and the last thing I needed was people singing and loud bass ringing in my ears.
Some people just really pissed me off that night. I don’t know what it was, but it actually was stuck in my head for the whole week. I won’t be naming names on the blog, but argh, it’s been terrible.
Overall the party was great.

My shift started 5:00AM the next morning, but I was still at George Street McDonalds at 5:40. I got home, showered, and went straight to work. And as soon as I got there, my boss was standing in front of me. I arrived at 8:20AM. But after a long scream he had, I was on my last warning, and will get fired?. I really don’t know what’d happen if I did it again.
Work is cool now, theres actually someone I know at the airport now. Tom Lee’s mum!. We often have a little wave at each other when I pass the sushi stand. She’d offer me free sushi, but I’m always like, nah, it’s okay. Firstly, I’m allergic to seafood, and secondly, it’s not nice to ask/take food.
My second day of work was quite hectic. I got off my ‘400′ bus which dropped me off at T3, where I heard loud sirens, and saw ambulances and federal police cars and vans racing across the road opposite where I was standing. I stood still and thought it might have been a terrorist attack. So then I start walking towards my terminal, T2, which was just 50 meters down the road. While I was walking, three policemen come storming out of the Virgin HUB exit, with their hands on their guns, ready to shoot, and running like crazy, towards T3. When I actually got to work, I picked up my talky, and heard security screaming “Need guards here now, NEED GUARDS!”
I really wanted to go check it out, even though I was 3 minutes off my sign in time. I didn’t end up going.
The talk then started, about the shit, and I was relieved it wasn’t a terrorist attack.
It was just a huge brawl/fight.

But as I got home, it showed on the news, a man was murdered.
Damn that was weird, hearing shit like that.
I have really come to realise, airport security is really useless, apart from screening people and finding ’shit’ in peoples bags.
I reckon they could’ve stopped these mofos who smashed that guy and killed him, but was just too scared to. Truthfully, they’re all fat-shits, and about another 70% of them are Indians (not in an offensive way).
Though, security aren’t allowed to carry guns or any form of weaponry, which I find extremely stupid. I know these people have rifles and pistols, stored in an emergency safe, in the basement, but I think they take this out for..
terrorist attacks?
But anyway, it was one weird day at work. Lol.

Fifthly.
This week was quite a high pressure week, and not to sound like a girl, I have broke down a bit. Firstly thinking of some friends thing, and stuff, alot of hatred built up. It’s good no one reads this blog, except for Garmon. It’s funny, how we don’t even talk that often or much, but through our blogs, we really know what’s up. But the thing is, blogging shit like this really makes me feel better.
One afternoon, I was really just sitting there, looking blankly at the computer screen, and things just went spinning in my brain. I cried a bit?, or not really, but like, it was just that feeling. It was the sort of feeling that I’d imagine myself jumping off a cliff, or just punching the shit out of everyones faces.
Anyway, this week, thoughts, and assignments have been the real killers.
Monday/Tuesday, we had an assignment due, which was a “Summary/Evaluation” business report. Okay, I got that over with. It was due 12 noon, at any campus. So my dad drove me to Parramata Campus, as he had a Business meeting with someone there. I got there, and bang, there was a 50-60 meter line, coming out of the hand-in reception. I innocently lined up at the very back, till I saw Femo. HOW RANDOM. He was actually 10 people away from the hand-in place, so I ran to him, and lol!, 5 minutes, the whole thing was done, and handed in.
My dad gave Frank a lift back to Hurstville, and we caught up a bit on the car. We both do exactly the same classes, and courses, which was good to hear. We could exchange some homework :D. He’s also wanting to transfer out of UWS soon. We’re all really in the same boat here. I can’t wait till I transfer out of UWS, and go to an actual university, which is good. That kept me thinking for a while.
My dad hardly even recognised him. He knew him since year 4, and our parents back then were actually close?, or like talked heaps. He also smelt like smoke, which kind of got my dad sus.
Femo changed alot since year 4. James An was cool, and he use to fully participate in class, and was into this whole ‘OC class’ or ‘Selective’ school shit. Well, we ‘all’ were, and we all tried hard, but wow, it’s interesting, how we really just didn’t get into the best university our parents expected.

Accouting (Wednesday), the night before, I was really pulling my hair out! We had a progress report due the next day, and we had NO idea what to do. But managed to get that over with. I did the homework too, on the train, when I copied in all the answers from my friends.

Then marketing Portfolio was due, which was 5 week’s worth of assignments and reports, which goes to the portfolio. Did that today, in 4 hours break.
But now, this week’s university is over, I feel so damn relaxed. I jump for joy at times like this.
Oh, and this morning, I’m not sure what I saw at Ashfield, as my train was passing the station, but the whole station was closed, and there were ambulance crew and police crew there. There was a body lying on the ground, with a white blanket put over him/her, full body. It sent a slight chill down my spine, but, damn.., what happened?

Anyway, I finished this week off, with a game of pool with my university friend, who miraculously knows Matt Day too. We called Day for a game of pool, and caught up. It was quite strange, how small this world is, but it’s cool. And now, I’m home, and wow I feel very good.

I don’t want to be that little bitchy guy who always writes random shit on blogs, and bitch about life, but this really makes me feel better.

Quite a long blog this is.

I’m off.

Victor Xiong

bloga

so.. its been a stressful week
ive been having a twitching right eye, like under it.. and twitching like crazy..
to the extent my image starts twitching too
its so bad..
and i read online, it says i havent had enough sleep/ and stressed.
i guess its from uni.
preh crazy, the amount of work and coping
i feel so behind now, like .. i dont know where to start again to pick up everything.

anyway last week was cool
friday.. went to the city with jared.. and went record shopping again..
i bought heaps of cd’s again.. hahaha

saturday.. frank came back from canbera!
so yea, he called me early int he morning.. and hes like lets go city or something
i had work in the morning from 5-1..
so after work i went straight to the city.. and chilled
sean was there too
we played a few games of pool, got dinner
and met a few of franks ANU friends..
which are from sydney anyway hahaha
then went to the mardi gras..
it was extremely random, first year ive been haha
gay police men, gay ambos, gay everything hahaha
and man so many drunk people at hyde park

the hype of it is really good
helicopters, loud msuic, flashing lights, dancing
yea it was all cool
but had to go home early.. because of work the next day hahaha
oh well, it was cool catching up with frank
it had been like 3 weeks lol.

monday.. was my last business lesson with the uni, because the ‘lectures’ only go for 3 weeks
so no more mondays
haha
now i only got two days of uni a week.

tuesday.. studied heaps

wednesday.. finished uni and went to play pool with friends
and went home atlike 7… and started the marketing essay due the next day
GG

thursday.. uni again…. boring..

and friday:D
was just boring too
at home.. doing nothing
went city in the arvo chilled out.

man i want to soo do something soon.. lifes been so boring.

seanos party is next thursday.. and im like… fuckkkkkkkkkkk,, i have uni till 8, and i get there at like 10..
the party goes till 11
!!
gayest shit
and ppl arent gonna drink
haha
because most have uni lectures on friday morning……
oh well.

anyway, thats a weeks summarised

out.

so not much been happening
coping well with uni i guess
tuesday,. had a whole day to do the homework, but left it till like 9 at night
and slept at 1 am LOL!
so yea, homework due wedensday morning at 9am.
so thats that, then wednesday was just.. bludgy
then i hard a marketing essay due for thursday..
started at night again!, and slept at 2am.
handed it in thursday morning.
thursday was preh cool, because i finish at 8 on thursday.. it was preh dark, and quakers hill is really fuckered at night..
so i got driven to strathfield station!.. and LOL, strathfield is like 40 minutes away by driving.
i was like.. holy shit………………
then after i caught the train to central.

guess what happens.
well judging by what happened 3 days ago.

anyway, get to central station
EXACT same spot
peter cook pops up.
i mean, what the fuck?
i didnt say hi or anything, but stared at him.. just incase the same thing happened.
and it was really him!!
dude, these coincidences scare me

so yea, caught up with him

haha when i saw him i was like
fuck should i say hi or not.. it might not be him again

but yea, preh funny.. he admits that they both cop a bit of shit, looking exactly the same.

anyway, sleepy
gnite

lol double post

man just read through the old shit
i thought that maybe 6 months ago wouldn’t be so long, and if i read it, it wouldn’t really mean anything.., but wow, June last year till now involved some preh crazy shit..
graduation made me emo again.. a bit lol,
the hsc.. wow fuck things have changed..
i was soo fucken worried about the aftermath of the hsc and results,
but now im happy as ever, well not really, but wow, i pulled through last year!
the formal.. wow, that reminded me of random shit..
the bonfire?.. what the fuck lol, i can’t blv that happened to me, feels completely odd

but yea, reading this shit, made me realise how much shit i’ve copped and been through..
and the random fights with koreans. haha (not racist).

anyway, got a new template.. looking sexy i hope.

OUT again

and so, its been another 2 weeks since i last blogged and alot has happened.

today, was just fucked, and made me feel shit for the rest of the day. at central there was this guy that looked EXACTLY like peter cookie.
and i was like, hey peter, peter!!, and he looks at me, peter?,

i’m not peter sorry.

then he was like, peter, yea, peter goes to my uni, cook o’neil right?
and i was like.. what the fuck, thats coincidental.., theres a guy that looks like peter, but isnt, but knows the other peter, which i thought was him. but man, it was awkward haha, and amazing, in terms ofcoincidence.

haha it was one of those situations where u’d want to bang ur head onto the wall.. or jump on the traintracks or something

haha.

so yea, thats today..
today, was just uni i guess, lecture, and home. short day.
spent all morning watching that tropfest DVD i got from the smh

on saturday.
preh good films.

unis alright now, theres someone that catches a train with me now, ALL the way to hurstvile, and he lives in engadine.. LOL, so i’m not the only one that lives that far.
depressing.. the ride is like 2 hours.
we’re both like motivated by the fact of how far the place is, and that we will transfer out of this shithole.

anyway, the past few weeks have been quite interesting..
orientation day at uni..
it was preh random, like .. it was far, but okay, got there, there was a street, with like 2 shops open and the rest smashed, and graffittied.
and ppl in the uni are like
haha u made it alive!
and iw aslike fuck you

lol,.. i might be over exxagerating but yea, its just as bad..
there were emus running across the soccer field..

and omg, during orientation, we had an indian lady..
ok, she had an accent, lol.
so the lebo guy picks up the fone in the library and starts talking.
yalla bro, just blah blah blah.
the indian lady, starts going,
ok, firstly you shouldn’t have your phone on, and secondly you shouldnt be talking so loud..

the lebo guy starts imitating her indian accent from start to end.

and i was like
oh my effing god..
its the first day, and its orientation day.

that just shows what some of the ppl are like in the uni
but at the moment, things are going kool, meeting alot of new ppl,, and an asian chick, who seems to be the only one , out of 100, and like 2 asians out of 100 people.
preh funny

nothing much else happened, uni just basically started, and we’re straight into it i guess
coping alright with everything

went to one of my dads conferences a week ago, free food i guess, for the day.

and omg.. i’m going through a phase now, which i don’t particularly like..
which is buying cd’s, and collectable vinyls.
on friday, i went with jared to the city, and wtf, went jbhifi and bought a FUCKload of cd’s
i bought john mayer cd’s, jason mraz, michael jackson, daft punk,
and all originals.
i bought this collectable vinyl of daft punk, the ‘discovery’ album. oh my god, its so good.
i ordered a michael jackson thriller 25 anniversary vinyl, which is ‘rare’. it has his face and signature on the vinyl, and its playable with the original music, but the guys were like, u shouldn’t play it, it’ll scratch off everything
im guessing if michael jackson dies, in a few years or decades time, the vinyl will be worth a fuckload.

anyway, im inclined to buying cd’s now, instead of downloading..
i dont realy know why.., maybe its because i have money now, or that i just relaly support the artist haha.

jason mraz is coming to town!
awesome!
and so i log onto the website and find out how to get tickets
and wow, i end up in playbilvenues.com, which dang, was a supporter/buyer of that shitty bonfire i had a few months ago.
so i call him up,
“so how many tickets you want”
and i was like what the fuck?
how much..
“free”

so yea, preh feeeking awesome
so johnny trans prolly going , and garmon (who supports the artist, is paying full fee! good on ya (y)). and garmon and his friends are all going.
i think we’re gonna be seated with them..
dunno.

anyway, that was one longass blog..

goingto do some uni homework………..
really.