Tis' ain't the season to be jolly.

How many of you out there are celebrating christmas with such joy and happiness? Exchanging presents, wishing each other, giving hugs and kisses with your loved ones.


My christmas of 2010 is pure bullshit.

Me an underdog in the society as termed by many, I suffer in silence in the shadows of community, how many people are unhappy during christmas I ask you?

I spent christmas shovelling and cleaning the grave of my elder brother Daniel with the whole family. I went home in a car filled with scoldings and shit. I was bombarded with a string of crap by my parents, and here's the best part, I didn't initiate anything.

I'm sick and tired of you bossin me around. SPM is over, I got through it, I ENTERED COLLEGE. And you're here to critique that I haven't met your standards?

YES I'M TALKING ABOUT YOU 'FATHER'.

You know I'm weak in my academical studies, you know I shit in it. I gathered up enough determination and perseverance to get it through SPM, and I don't hear a single shit of any encouragement or a little 'well done' pat behind the back. Instead you fuck me up with 'Who call you never spend time to study? You study better can get scholarship and we don't have to spend money on you. Show some gratitude la, you're a very ungrateful person from birth.'.. You know how fucked up is that? You can't take me as being a different person from other peoples' sons?

I've got news for you, I grew up with you scolding my head off before my cranium was even constructed, it's now filled with unnecessary bile from your spit. I'm doing well without your 'advice', so kthxbai and stfu. Every crap from you from young is how u dislike my academics, and how I suck at it. Guess what, it's my life, so stop acting that you care, I do well without it.

I'm artistic, you're a workaholic. You'll NEVER enter my world even if you tried. I opened doors for you, you shut them off with your shallow perspective mindset. Nuff elaborating, my mouth and fingers are tired of saying how far-off you are and you dare claim you are.

I've got something stored for you, and if it prospers, I'll shove it in your face and say: You called me to do whatever I want and see if I can live without you? Here's the shit back in your face.

I'm going college soon, how long do you wanna keep this up? I'm growing, why are you stunted? Is age catching up faster than the generation? Or your mind is going through retardation as your age advances huh?


"God made each of us individually special, you can get out of my life if you think I'm not". - Josh von Alejandro

Thanks for being with me all the way baby ♥.

Yours truly,
- Josh ♥ Joey ~

Fresh starts.

SPM is history. Nuff said about that. The trick is, if you want something to come faster, don't think about it. It's a reverse psychology that has accompanied me throughout my years in high school.

I'm still finding it difficult to digest the fact that I don't have to put on my school uniform anymore for the rest of my life. It's a bittersweet moment to have, walking out of the school gate after the last paper was over. There weren't screams of joy like there used to for PMR or UPSR, everybody's an adult now. I stood to enjoy the serene moment for a second or two at the main gate. And look, life goes on.

Moving on, the future.

I see promising courses affording me to enhance my full potential towards music. UCSI, AICM, Monash. My primary target however is UCSI. Offering me foundation for my music, and 3 years bacholar ahead. Promising indeed.

Many youtube performers inspired me much; Mike Thompkins, Sam Tsui, many more, doing covers of songs. It's pretty much related to my future career as closely as it's related to them in studios. Maybe a little difference, with much humility, I don't sing.

Current equipments needed, an empty room, modulator, microphone, laptop, desktop (yes, 2 computers), good wiring system, Hi-Fi playbacks, keyboard. Yamaha equipment seems to be prospective, might give it a shot.

Ye know, lack of blogging can encourage brain blocks.

2nd option, american degree program.

Past is gone, future is coming, can u be my present?

Yours truly,
- Josh ♥ Joeyy ~