Deviant Tart

We won the Asian Market Basket Finals!!!!!!!!! OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!

Our menu this time around was:

1. Coconut Rice and Seafood Maki with Wasabi Coconut Sauce

2. Crab and Shrimp Balls with Mango Mayo Filling in a Noodle Basket.

3. Soy-braised Chicken Ballotine Stuffed with Sticky Mushroom Rice.

4. The Filipino-Is-Worth-Dying-For "Pasta" (Crispy Tripe Noodles topped with Red Coconut Cream Sauce and Chopped Bagnet Pieces)

5. Lychee Tofu Mousse with Tropical Fruit Salad in Rose Wine and Almond Syrup.

Our team won in our in-class cooking competition!!! Out of four teams we placed 1st!!! We are now representing Batch 19 AM in the in-school finals on Friday. We are competing against the finalists of Batch 19 PM and Batch 17. Eeeep good luck to us!

The winning menu was:

1. Thai Stir-Fried Prawns with Fruit Relish on Wanton Cups (my concept!)

2. Beef Orange Adobo Salad

3. Mango Chicken Curry with Brown Butter Rice and Pomegranate Lassi (this one's my baby)

4. Finale: Salt crusted Lapu-Lapu with Seafood Stuffing (it was doused with flaming alcohol for effect)

I'm soooooooooooo happy. Cooking Master Boy win.

I found out during dinner that mother dearest had threatened my dad that she would confront me personally to make singil the amount she pawned her jewelry for. She would demand from me the 35k she had given up so that I could go to cooking school.

Big fucking deal. First of all, it was never her money. She has never worked a day in her life, she has never earned a single centavo. All she calls her own was given by/taken/squandered/stolen from my dad. And she has the audacity to claim it as hers.

Fine mother. I will return it all. Not a peso less. As soon as I am able. You'd be dead by then, but I promised to return it, so yes, I'll nuzzle it next to your cold hard body. I'll force it into your frozen, wicked grasp. I'll let it be known the amount you'd be buried with. I hope 35k still amounts to something in the future. Maybe one day in the future desperate gravediggers would defile your grave, and I can only hope, defile your body as well.

I await the day you confront me again. I won't be as weak.

Edit: Lord, give me the strength to stay all-Christian regarding this matter. My hands are shaking in anger as I type this. I don't care about her. At all. But I do care about the people she's hurting, the people she's scheming against.

Crazy bitch had taken down pictures of my sister and her 5-year old daughter Celine all over the house.

She had told her grandson Justin to stop playing with Celine or she won't love him anymore.

Fucking pathetic, using a child as a weapon. 
Fucking grow up you cunt.

Omg I want my psycho mom killed!

She talks to herself

has delusions of power.

And brainwashes the kids to hate her husband.

What kind of sick person does that!

Is there none of the thousand maids who came and went through our house have the crazy to match hers and pick up a blade and do her in?


 

I feel so fucking overwhelmed right now.

Bloodstream - Stateless

I think I might've inhaled you
I could feel you behind my eyes
You've gotten into my bloodstream
I can feel you flowing in me

The spaces in between
Two minds and all the places they have been
The spaces in between

I tried to put my finger on it
I tried to put my finger on it
I tried to put my finger on it

Blah. Nothing comes to mind.

Bottom line: Mother is crazy.

I may have tried this on a commute home before. But it's nothing like the time I pretended to be on E, tripping out on lights, one time I was clubbing. Guys are awfully nice when they suspect you to be on E. My pose. Let me show you it.

I could feel

Happy
Amazed
Excited
Disappointed
Frustrated
Angry
Enraged
Numb
Hungry
Guilty
Driven
Energetic
Sore
Tired
Relaxed
Confident
Insecure
Inadequate
Lustful
Depressed
Satiated
Hollow
Bright
Warm
Loved
Cheery
Brilliant
Creative
Amused
Calm
Sleepy

 
It's crazy scary comfy good to be this vulnerable.

These wee hours are the most vicious of them all.

Thinking begins to take the form of the last level in Super Mario Bros.

grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
The courage to change the things I can,
And the wisdom to know the difference.

It's so silly. My thoughts haven't been the same since three weeks ago. It's been just one overthought after another.

As daylight shadows and truth ends fear,
open lost thoughts to my willing ear.
May the smoke from this candle and everything it creep
bring innermost voices to my mind and speech.

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Its remarkable the amount of information we retain. It's like something in my head clicked and said 'who knows when you'll need a truth spell incantation someday! So better safe than sorry! CTRL-S!'

And wow, that someday did arrive. :p

EDIT: Oops, it just came to me that this was a Hear Secret Thoughts incantation :p Add a blue candle for truth and a white one for clarity and you got yourself a spell.