Don't call my name.

Tricked into a trance,
I doubt thee hath a clue,
I was drawn to you.
Fate brought us together.
We met with the wierdest perspective.
Petrified at the thought,
of the chances I,
could find such a perfect girl like you.

I may not be fluent with words,
nor get you the greatest gifts.
But you,
never fail to show me
the love that is so unconditional.
Distance be our obstacle,
the test of faith.
We stood by for over 6 months.
Growing deeper by the second.

I ain't afraid,
for you're in my embrace.
You've given me a force unlike any other.
One that drives me past limits.
Over my head.
A relationship like this,
many couples would die for.
I wish to show your love to the external,
but deemed unauthorized
by the law of love.
Controversy be it not,
You're perfect from every angle.

I may not be the perfect guy,
but my love for you,
beats every other,
incomparable beyond every comparison.
Baby, I love you.
It indeed is deemed as forever.
I find myself at lost of words,
at every moment I taste your lips.
Conversation with between our hearts,
no doubt our only form of communication,
since your serene lips,
sealed with mine for what seems like eternity.

Never will I walk a lonely road ever,
with you side by side.
Mountains and valleys,
can hardly symbolize the deepness
of us lovers.
Hence, I don't remark first person terms,
I use We.
As We are One.
A long road stretched beneath our feet,
awaiting more adventures we can share
with each other.

A love like this,
worthy of the eternal flame.
I'll keep it going,
for as long as I live.
Don't call my name,
Silence speaks everything.
Enhances the atmosphere,
Dust of the cupid surrounds us.
We drift off to a land,
where only the true dwell.
Viva la amantes como nosotros.
Spanish be I.

I will never let you go, be it forever.

Yours True'ly,
Josh ♥ Bibii Jojo

Picture in a portrait.

Of what seems like a flick, half the year has gone behind us. And we have the notion to feel as time had a wormhole. Press it on. Life of an under-averaged kid.

As I glance back the past I realised how much time and world had revolved, no turning back, no scraping grubs. Thankfully conferred with the sense of time, it somehow revolves slower around my region. They say bad times crawl and good times fly. Choose the mindset to feel that good times are coming to an end, hence appreciating the enjoyment and blissfulness to the maximum.

Changes, the substance to the issue that was hereby inevitable, drags humans to loopholes of destiny where the future was unknown. I seem to press alot about time and future lately. Maybe its cause I've spoken thoroughly about life, thus having precognitions about the future?.. Skipping the fact about pushing your choices in life to the side, independence was undoubtedly a vital weapon for the gunslinger. I always knew spontaneous changes in individuals are, but most are unaware of the advent cause that lies ahead of each road taken.. Done it may be, but bitch please, them be my choice I hath made.. Analysed the consequences, I suffer me and me alone. A no more but a mere human inadequate to the rapid alteration of space and time. I wept.

In a translucent disarray, I find myself hypnotised into a world filled with unforgiving dismay. On the contrary, I sound like a hypocrite. Damn with the thought of failures day by day. Is it merely a side effect, or just a form of reverse psychology? I admit with balls of steel, I am nothing but a failure. That seperates me from society. I have no regrets, once again I rev myself to try to perform great acts in which others incomparable, withstanding failures again and again, I finally conclude that talents really are limited. But harness it to the fullest, it is one's greatest asset of survival and entertainment.

Was once discriminated, am still. I find peace. To the blind eyes of most, I sadly salute you my regards. We people, don't go round enjoying luxurious outings, meals, bondings, gossips, camwhoring. And maybe even self declaration of depravity, hence you complete your full set of a delicious meal that consists mostly of unappreciation and a lack of self conscience. Your aptitude of judgement proves much. You just pose nothing much than just an obstruction which is easily overcomed by ignorance. Once again, I retake lowering one's humanity just as much as what I recieved. Merely an iron block behind a face, a picture in a portrait. The irony of life.

Life as a chip, you'll never realise how good it tasted till the last crunch.

Yours truly,
- Josh ♥ Jojo ~

Take a peek into life's delusions.

Alright. Enter, yours truly.

I've rotted this holidays. I know time isn't in my hands right now but I don't feel a thing about upcoming exams. Is it because of my declination of studies? Or merely I lost interest. Concluded. It is both.

I fell into a relapse of mind as time revolved right in front of me eyes. I had a dream few nights ago. Standing right in space, where events, pictures, memoirs, experiences, drifted past my vision, where I believed I even saw the future.. An unclear future. Yours truly has been granted the gift of precognition. But with barely 2% chance of success. Nevertheless, nobody feels normal going to sleep almost every night with dreams of reality. I guess some are just bestowed with such abilities for the sake of changing lives.

Life as an outcast brings peace. I thoroughly enjoy the serenity in which most have no clue how to feel. Things I do being alone most of the time, I look back at past posts of my blog. The most powerful posts of all. Most of the time I don't crack myself to think of verbs and definitions to blog, but merely just write what my heart has to say. And when I look back, I feel life as it is, is capable of changing fates and lives of one's characteristics and personality. I feel, I have almost written everything about life that I know, reached into corners, dug deeper, and trust me, I am still digging for more gold to produce experience of life.

Frail, puny humans like we. We can wonder why humans even existed. But we exist for a purpose and its only up to us and us only to discover our purpose for living. I, despicable me, have said, destiny don't shape you, you shape your own destiny. I agree, I keep looking back at my stories of success post.. And everytime I glance at it, I get a brain block. Virtually all my thoughts, experience, and life is being conferred in black and white onto that post.

I look at things, which are blind to many. You see a printer, I see the ink. You see noodles in a bowl, I see the bowl in which the noodles are in. You sing the melody of music, I focus the bass. You see a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat, I see the gestures of his hand. Sometimes just looking at things from a different perspective and angle can give a rekindling glow to the dull lives of an individual. We cannot define life. As life means a different prospect to different people. LIFE as it is, goes beyond Whit's End looking for a definition that fits all criteria.

I'm still digging for gold in life, looking for more perspective to convey to humans how life should be lived. You cry because you failed your examinations, you cry because somebody you love passed away. There's no harm in it. It is only nature for humans to shed tears, as thou has been blessed with tear ducts to show emotions. But straying in the past and not letting go, is one of life's many a great mistake. Maybe this is why I don't give a damn about my examination results... Who am I kiddin here, the irony of life is there. A hypocrite is currently sitting behind this screen, telling you about how life is, from the deadly past of his mistakes made. Following the principle, I hath set a goal. If life is to strangle down from the ropes of the gallows, I just have to make sure nobody follows down my path. The ultimate inspiration must be created.

Be the light to guide my path. I stare at the setting sun as the horizon draws open the valley to a perspiration filled with joy, depression, maybe a tinge of anger. And again, its just a life, of a mere human being.

Awaiting results from the Sunway University Creative Blogging competition. Low hopes. They promoted a post from my nemesis. It even breaks my heart to refer you as a nemesis.


As one's ego drenches the crowd, he deprives of his humility and serves as a lower. - Quoted me.


Yours truly,
- Josh ♥ Jojo ~

When it was parents day.

I don't hold back.
I'm dealt with the sheer pressure.
Things don't work out
as we want them to.
I'm human.
It's just ordinarily normal.

In time I realise the reason for living
is in the entertainment of others.
But them be it the mockers.
I find no refuge but myself.
What I incline,
to imply on you, my parents...
Once a year this takes place.
An event overlooked by most.
Especially me.

Time is not in my hands
at the moment.
So..
Happy parents day.
I can't believe I'm saying this.
I love you both..
No further questions.
I reconcile with me myself and I
To bring forth my courage
To let you know.
That is if you even swing by my blog.

"50 thousand years of childcare and they call it a cult?"
Lich - Kel'Thuzad

Yours truly,
- Josh ♥ Jojo ~

And it just keeps coming.

Last post = May3 . Which shows my absence from the blogging world.

Solely the reason is because I want to keep the last 3 posts a headline for as long as I could. But anyway the world must keep spinning.

I held on a perspective that exams are gonna be a drag. Reverse psychology applied. And its one week left till exams are over. Mid terms I mean. For once I'd actually put in some effort for an examination since the year of the cow. With a little help of some leaks of course. Rage mode on for the oncoming trials.

Taking my undang khusus this saturday. It's been 5 months late...since I'm a January baby. Better late than never, although initially I am only allowed to take after SPM. In this case, since I will take it sooner or later, why not sooner?

I find a lack of time at the moment to post personal thoughts such as the previous posts. Busy working with piano pieces for my graduation event.

And yes, I despise myself for failing in academics. I will cover this up with a surge of artistic performance. I wonder myself, why wasn't I born a smart student getting A's for studies, instead born into the artistic world where most people think are failures?.. This I left it in God's hands, and his lamp lights my path. With no complains, I thoroughly follow it.

"If it must be done"
Darkterror - Faceless Void

Yours truly,

- Jo ♥ Jo ~

My Dream Story of Success

edited july 3. Link to picture: http://www.sunway.edu.my/mysuccess Sorry I can't link the picture back to your website. Tried and cant.

I recently stumbled upon this contest in my MSN inbox. So I'd thought hey, why not give it a shot?

The title is as it is written. My Success, My Dreams. But the content in which I was indicated, shows that it must be written to create inspiration in people. Solely overall, my blog as been always to inspire people and drive them towards their goals.

I will start off with myself. Yours truly is Joshua Wong. Age 17 this year and having only one dream. The dream to strive for the best and for the greater good. Nevertheless, my story doesn't start off with an admirable headline. I've troubles with my studies. My parents had many a time given me lectures about how terrible my studies were. Turns out, I was diagnosed with the disorder named ADHD. (Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder). I couldn't sit still for 10 minutes to read a book I didn't enjoy. I'm hyperactive in the classroom. It is as though things I weren't interested in, I'd barely put my focus into it. This disorder contributed to my academic decline.

Henceforth, I was discouraged. My examination results never showed flying colours. But I thought to myself: "No matter. Giving up ain't a choice". For the public acknowledgement, I have completed my Grade 8 both practical and theoretical examinations in the Associated Board Royal School of Music, otherwise known as ABRSM. I too have finished the Yamaha Grade 5. It seems as I have developed a sense of interest in music ever since I was a toddler. Truth is, I am very grateful of my parents to have detected this particular interest, and have sent me for music classes at a tender age of 4. I assure you, their sacrifice was never in vain. I developed perfect pitch, well hearing, and good senses of improvisation, one of the many vital assets in my life.

Eventually, I discovered myself as an artistic person. Sadly, most asian parents these days have the implication of failures of being somebody that is not involved in the business world. Economics seem to run in their blood, therefore having inadequate knowledge about the entertainment world. My dream, I plan to strive the road towards music, and create colours in the dull and mundane lives of individuals that lack enjoyment and serenity of music. I have determined my path of my future. It is inevitably true that one must have his or her future planned out ahead soon, or risk being caught in a crossroad of decision making.

My thematic role to you is not just about letting you know my past and dreams, it is to pose a positive thinking into minds of individuals regardless of age that dreams are possible to come true. Nevertheless one has to come to realization that dreaming or acting alone proves futile. If one dreams, but no actions are taken, hence it is no different than fantasizing. On the contrary, if one takes actions blindly with no dreams or goals, it is the same as wandering in the wilderness without a map, leading you far from your destination. Both dreams and actions are an important ploy to success. Just as it is written, it takes two hands to clap, two people to tango, two chopsticks to eat, two persons to have intercourse. You get the idea.

Obstacles are always present on the road to success. To be honest, this is a form of perspective. Different individuals take the definition of the term 'obstacle' differently. Some see it as a challenge, some see it as a turning point. Whereas some looks at it with a positive manner, and some see it and gives up hope altogether. In my point of view and experience, obstacles in life are what builds up a person's individual character, behavior, and decision making skills. Many a time I run into obstacles of different shapes and sizes with all types of disguises. Regardless big or small it is, the only thing keeping me from straying the track is by mere perseverance and determination. It is vital that one must possess a will of iron and a heart of flaming desire. These are attributes that keeps my vision focused onwards my dreams.

If one has no dream, dream now. If one has a dream, strive for it with determination and overcome perpetual forces of temptation to draw you away from it. Friends and family are a worthy companion along for the battle. But bear in mind that they are only to assist and guide you, and not determine your future. We shape our own destiny. With a little hard work, we will be able to reach for the stars.

Along the path to the horizon, streaks of shame showers upon me. With only the little beacon to light my path.

Written by,
Joshua Wong Jun Wai

Anatomy of the mind.

Sometimes the chances of crossing paths with a certain object or image, triggers what might be called the past reality, or perhaps even a dream one hath set foot on. Many a time one gives up due to daily dilemmas obstructing the course of pursuing the dream, or just plainly because of laziness and overrated indulgence of pleasure.

I've seen people failing time and again. As a leader, I believe my goal is to lead my minors to success. A leader is about creating followers, and ultimately, creating leaders. I see individuals fall to the ground, flailing like there's no tomorrow. Some in high sounds singing requiems of their failures. Moreover, the phrase 'bitter comes before sweet' seems to kick in most of the time.

I do agree, I'm a hypocrite. I've seen failures, I've failed myself. But the difference I make is that my feet never left the ground, springing itself back up.. Sometimes I reconcile with my subconscious mind with the 5 basic questions of life, 4W1H. This reflects back on most events to have ever made it to my permanent memory. Recently I have posted about mistakes in life.. Lies never disappear, it will remain till one day it is discovered hence being disastrous..

I've crosspathed with many flashbacks.. Never have I ever wished time would turn itself backwards to rewind phases of my life to repair my mistakes nor correcting wrong-doings.. These are experiences of life, where one would perish without the acknowledgement. I'm stating that most people waste more than ½ of their lives thinking back on how to change the past, thus obstructing their vision of the future.. Past creates you, present shows who you are, future improves you.. Delusions will still haunt you, your alliance binds you.. And you can say Damn to all who oppose you and fight for what is right.

This quote, I can give my right hand that most of Thee hath stumbled upon a time or another. "Yesterday's history, Tomorrow's a mystery. But today, is a gift. That's why we call it the present." Inspirational quote. I live by it.. It disallows me from having the mindset that failures will never prosper. The damn truth is that failures turn out to be the most successful people in history of mankind. Knowledge is a gift, not a privilege. Talents are on the contrary. These 2 elements in life are your assets to your future, your Touch n' Go for your toll stations.. Lose the card, and you will always have the shillings. Drawback is, it will always be troublesome to hear jingles of coins. Just as inadequate knowledge stands.

I merely portray my thoughts into this black and white format. Not by referring to references online or books as most of you would think I did.. Technically this is a summarized version of the true story going through my head.. I wish I could just pour my memoirs and experiences into this. But yet again, the world wide web has it's limited means, so is the human anatomy. Perhaps one day if science could advance itself further into creating a whole biological synchronization of the brain with the web, I say this enhancement don't just drop from the heavens.. It is mere sweat and blood of individuals who have failed yet again, and they are never called failures.

The mosaic distortion of the sun and clouds, significance of mind.

"Trust in my command"
Mirana Nightshade - Priestess of the Moon

Yours truly,
Josh ♥ Jojo

Hey wassup bitch?

A dedicated post to all who insults me.. Wow look, a dedication post. Be honoured.

Can I help you?
It should have been like this,
Can you be helped?
Out of the question.
Judge me if you must,
Ultimately, your false judgement shall not prevail.

Down with insults. I've had loads of them. Come to think of it, People insult you because they're jealous of you. Or they insult you because they can't be what you truly are capable of.
So to speak. And usually I take peoples' insults as a form of constructive criticism. The insults I have taken over these past years pressed my perservarance. Sorry to you who wanna insult me, I'm invulnerable. But sad to say, each time you wanna insult me, I'll just put a mirror in your face. And that makes you twice as hideous. Smart people think twice before they act, and obviously you're neither smart nor a thinker =).

Terdapat seorang bernama Angel dalam blog Shi Hui.
Wondering who was that.
I may not know the name.
But it obviously is a coward.
Yes I said "it".
It somehow occured to me that
Angel and Ugly Hater ( in my chat box)
Might be the same person.
Just an assumption. Don't know if it's true.
Because both shared same similarities.

It's sad to see people like that wasting their lives insulting people with inadequate knowledge of the other party. I forgive people like these as they really are born idiots.. It's out of my power, since God made them in his image..

http://canijustsayiloveyou.blogspot.com/

Here is the link in which it is written.. Critiques like these come by once in a green moon. I guess I should honor them, both for being 'special' and brainless at the same time. On the contrary, they might be smart. But just by indicating somebody else a lesser being, proved them otherwise.. What a waste of being human. It is not in my nature to stab people in the back. Well to those who aren't 1337 enough, yes, I do not insult people..

Well, every great or soon to be individuals must face critiques like these, part of life's discovering journey I presume.. The more criticism I face, the more stronger I shalt be. Bombard me if you must, either way, I will always win. Insult me, you lose, I gain. Insult me not, save your face, save your dignity. This is specially for annoymous haters out there..

A last message I must convey to intelligently deceased individuals.. He who points the finger at me will point 3 fingers back at himself, whereas the thumb hereby faces me. Your selective disinformation proves futile if you are to tell the world who I am.. So learn something here. Humans are always learning. As said.. You are forgiven, both by the One and by me..

"It's about time"
Slayer - Lina Inverse

Your's truly,
Josh ♥ Jojo.

Mistakes.

Mistakes, mere mistakes.
Repeated over and over again.
It's nothing wrong to make them mistakes,
Mistakes are meant to be made,
it is meant to be corrected,
Thus nobody is 100% perfect.

The psychology of the human mind,
think some mistakes that they hath made,
are far beyond the borders of remedial.
We're mere humans,
We're just enclosed in our prison of our mindset.

The sick truth is mistakes may claim our very lives.
Once upon a time I was bestowed life once more,
Surviving electrocution.
I thank the One that He has enabled me to continue on my journey towards life.
Mistakes I made,
Some that I have learned from,
some in which are just careless.

To those out there who weeps at the thought of agony and pain.
Damn to you who are unworthy of self respect.
Get back on your feet.
Your revenant past,
Holds no bounds but sheer pain.
Time is taken for experience,
Time is needed to repair broken souls.
Hence, time is relative.
Radical conclusions are just a finger's touch away.

Making a mistake.
Has it's comeback and the ultimate feedback.
Despite the truth about mistakes being made and learnt.
One fatal mistake can bring oneself to the knees.
Or worse still,
the greatest downfall.
No ultimate mistake may be formed verbally
yet the action will and always speak louder than words.

Outcast I have been,
I have concluded that it is destined.
I guess all paths are made by one himself.
Nobody determines your destiny,
Nobody makes your decisions.
The devil's advocate will try to drive you from your path time and again.
Perserverance is the only method.
The code of the damned in which to destroy you shalt ultimately fail.

I was strayed.
I was lost.
Never history shall repeat itself.
I have located my power within.
To drive me on,
hence accelerating me forward.
My one and only obstacle.
Lies just beyond my perspective.
Academics.

Reconciled,
Repented,
Reminisced.
Nevertheless, mistakes will bound to be made always.
Accept truths in your miserable life.
Cold hard truths that stare at you right in your face.
Different individuals make different wrong doings.
But yet every single body shares the same concept.
"I was wrong"

As I now stare at the night sky.
Breathing in the cool night air.
Allowing me to meditate on repairing holes of my past.
None remains.
I live life with no regrets.
NO one stands in my way.
In my mindset,
mistakes are mere pawns of greater obstacles in life.

To a certain somebody who mentions inadequacy deprived of your looks,
and hence hypocrisy..
I have only 3 words for you.
You ugly fuck.
Now that is one mistake in which is irreparable. Glad it is that way.

"I've been thinking"
Lich - Kel'Thuzad

Your's truly,
Josh ♥ Jojo.

Raindrops are falling on my head.

I haven't been realising what came over me on a busy friday afternoon, but I was over the edge.

I reluctantly left my keyboard to depart for my tuition. Sucks to say that once upon a time it was located just 2 doors away from my home. Currenly it's located far beyond, to those who know, its Taipan.

Never had transport there, always arrived by foot. Rarely with my trusted steed, the bicycle. But yesterday, it was nothing like before.

The sky was falling. I decided to go on foot. I took my bag, closed the gate, and stepped out into the vicinity of the rain.. And mind you, the rain was heavier than your microwave.. And of course, an umbrella I had. But it did little to shelter me. I barely walked 100 metres, my 3¼ pants were already soaked, my shirt was no different.. It metaphors gunshots at you, my shield wasn't enough to protect me. I blocked the main shots, but the deceptive shrapnel got me.. I couldn't see 30 metres ahead of me.. Cars swarmed by, pools of water were on the road, most caught me on my bottom half.. Flooded it was, additive the rain hadn't even lasted for 15 minutes.

I carried on, purely with perserverance.. Soon a bus stop appeared. I gratefully accepted it. Lowered my shield, and just to find out how heavy my slacks were.. Nevertheless, I continued my journey.. My crocs were flooded. Most steps I had to take filled my crocs with sky liquid. Even big jumps.. As I crossed the void between my region and towards USJ 6. I determined that I might not hath trudged through this, rather to stay in my warm bed. I was mixed with emotions.. It allowed me to think, it allowed me to reconcile with my conscience.. And what I reminisced was beyond language.

The rain continued it's onslaught, showing no mercy to us living beings.. Not a single soul was in sight, except I. My crocs squished with every step I took. I carried on. Then I noticed a car, the windows weren't wet at all.. It took me by surprise. The ground was wet and flooded, the car window was TOTALLY dry, along with other cars in the same region. Turns out that this area might not have rained yet. It seems I have walked between dimensions, one was raining, the other was calm.. I enjoyed the fresh air as I continued walking.. I enjoyed the serenity of silence, I thought God might hath stopped the rain from falling in this area. But I spoke too soon..

Nonetheless I reached my destination. I sat in tuition with my bag wet, my hair down, shirt soaked, and pants heavy.. And to sit there for 2 hours, it drove me almost out of my head, not to mention 3 air conditioners in the room..

I was wet, cold, semi-angry, tired, exhausted, beat.. I stank of wet clothes.. Never was I happier the instant I reached my base, my home.. Henceafter, never will I deja vu. Under the circumstances.

"I sing a requiem for the land-walkers"
Slithice - Naga Siren

♥,
Jo

So shall it be.

I hath press on to my objective. No more sleeping in class. (or at least quantity decreased)

Special big thanks to my sibei good friend. YJ. Dude, you hath given me the inspiration to move on once more, I hope it'd prevail long after. I've set my objective, I've set my goal.. Thanks to you, I'm on the path once again. I don't know to show this appreciation in words for you, but this is the confession of a mere juvenile.

Let's hardcore them physics first.. And slowly move on to others, lets own them minions.. And so shall it be, lets initiate.

"I'm awake, I'm awake"
Syllabear - Lone Druid

♥ing babe,
- Josh ♥ Jojo ~

Touch a wood.

This post shalt function as a personal reminder, and a precaution for others to take.

Today is was, departed to MidValley to meet with babe. Many mishaps happened today.. I'm not definate either it was fated, or shit happens. Train to KL Central to interchange train to MidValley, I was told that the train was delayed 45 minutes due to some non-related technical difficulties.. Nonetheless, I still made it to my destination, with her.

I'm not significating that one should avoid the KTM, I'm just statin, shit could happen to you in any way.

Here's the main juice of the lesson.

Makin out in the back stairs, when 2 big sized melay (yes, melay) security guards come bursting in asking for IC and what not.. Sad part, underage. 2nd, we're still in school uniform.. They found out by a muthafukin camera hanging up there. I surprised myself, it was right under my nose.. Technically over my head, yet non of my senses told me a camera was within my vincinity.. Furthurmore it was bigger than your head.. Vital mistake caused the downfall.

To make a long story short, the guards keep stating parents or school must be called up. If not we'll be put in what as known as hostages.. Never fretted, due to their directive perspection, and their intonation, they were indicating a bribe.. The guards keep reeling off the same sentence about how they'd caught other students getting further than just making out.. But I come to a conclusion they all got involved in a bribe.

Hence, they took the bribe, and erased the video recording. Nice way to make a living.. I can really bet this happened to all that was caught. Nevertheless, they left with RM35.. I reconciled the amount, they just took it. Amusing, and I thought they'd expected a few hundred.

I find this event intriguing.. Something most individuals might not expect.

Sorry babe, for this experience.. Experience for the better, better now than later.. Thanks for
To all ye coup-dê-Graces out there, learn from meh. Open your eyes, analyse, interpret, and negotiate.. In the end, all men need are the papers in your wallets..

Pictures will be edited into this post some ticks later. My phone is showing signs of retardation.

"My song echos"
Slithice - Naga Siren

Your's regards,
Josh ♥ Jojo

Les Memoirs.

Henceforth some hold-stills from yesterday and day before. Forgive my retarded substitute camera phone, it's pixels is only 1mp.

To those who aren't 1337 enough, seremban is a long way from here.. here are the steps,
1: Train departs from subang.
2: Reaches KL Central
3: Switch train that heads to seremban.

Whole process takes 2½ hours, how pleasant. Despite that, pleasant, comes after.


Some pictures on the KTM.

Companion for the road.

Perspective zipping through.

Sneak peaks in teh house.

Read between us.

Many more yet to be posted, most because of censory, and many other purposes.
Anyway, I'll slip one through.

Yes babe, I sibei love you lots..

"My strength, is yours."
Syllbear - Lone Druid

Your's,
- Jo ♥ Jo ~

Official statements.

I'm high.

That should be official enough..

Yesterday and today, I went to like, Seremban? Took me 2½ hours to reach there from subang.. Took KTM of course.. Now I know the routes like the back of my hand.

Today is a true triple kill for me. And I shalt explain why.

First off, the seremban trip.. To those who know why seremban, let it be shall we? =).
I leave home around 8, and reach there around 10.30. So basically I killed 6 hours over there with her~, 2 days, is awesome blissfulness.

2nd, today is my brother's birthday, and also my old classmate's birthday, so happy birthday Yu Hsuan!. And to my brother Joel Wong.. Go hit him for no good reason, he likes that.. Therefore my family (yes, including my father) went to TGIF for dinner. I never finished my chicken, it was godlike fulfilling...

Last but not least, hey it really is ain't the least.. This is truly out of expectation.



Hell yeah, finally...and I mean..FINALLY..

My dream instrument.. I play piano, most of you know it. But not many of you might know I have a sense of bass while listening to music. Usually there's a song, people singing the melody and stuff, while my focus is passively on the bass of the song.. Plus I'm a bass in choir, very much an important contribution.

More to post, Later to come. I'm worn out, I'm beat.. I'm tired, yet happy.. It shall be elaborated more, when I hath the feelin, the time, the energy, the passion.

"I'm more than meets the eye"
Tinker - Boush

Outcome.

Signing off,
- Jo ♥ Jo ~

Terrace Tranced

This is a post, from a broken hearted,
No silent prayer for the faith departed
And I ain't gonna be just a face in the shadows,
You're never hear my voice, but I'm screaming out loud.

It's my life.


Corny, but my link already says it all.

My recent post was a special dedication, so shall this one be, just another scripture be written in black and white, only in this case, it's over the proxy servers.

Many a time I hath sensed this, but why wasn't I sure.
I use to be able to feel things before they happen,
I know I'm wearing spectacles,
But it seems I'm growing blind to notice,
I am losing my touch.

I'm suppose to type this in paragraphs,
but I've conveyed most of my message to you in instant messaging form.
The times we had, our faith is sealed.
But no more, time itself was revealed.
Profound it must seem,
My cranium is bursting,
Not for the loss of words,
but painful flashbacks presumed forgotten.

Once upon a time it was,
not many hath known our past,
It's our dirty little secret,
But being dirty has it's price to pay.
Delighted,
but never lasted.
I used to know you like the back of my hand,
now it's darker than midnight.

My deepest message, convey to you, I hath not.
only time will tell.
Time is relevant,
Stripped from reality I was,
I feel the serenity of silence.
Reality has a mind of it's own,
knocking back sense into me,
I feel the surge with a cocktail of emotions.

As it is said, my message to you hath been acknowledged by you.
I've been finding ways to convey it to you,
I've threaded lightly,
Still I don't know how,
Because I don't know you anymore..
Sought guidance,
I use to think I was the source of it,
Nevertheless it is done.
A weight off my load.

People change,
for the better or for the worse.
Trust in my command,
thy path is cleared.
Let there be light,
for light hath been bestowed by the One.

Hence I shalt only be able to ponder,
over your last message to me
in the instant messaging window.


A dedicated post, ending with the origin to my blog.

"My heart is like an open highway"
It's my life - Bon Jovi

Your's .....,
- Jw²~

Imbalance of the force.

My father didn't know I hath reincarnated my blog. And I just got into some deep shit fight with him. It was an admirable one.. And before that, I just told him my blog was resurrected.

So I hope you're reading this "dad". This post is dedicated specially to you, my ex-father who is too fucking close minded.

You're a proud man eh? Every time you read my blog, you'd be so proud to show it to people in your office. So share this to all of them, so that the world knows how unlucky I am to even call you my father.

Yes, I've been given many times a lecture about "the love of parents", "the blood and sweat", "Their sacrifices".. Dammit please, I'm the optimist one, not you.. When people tell you that you're blind, you're still too blind to see it. I even added an extra verb called "fucking blind" to you. Obviously a pair of spectacles ain't enough for you..

For too long, I hath been seeking refuge under your useless wings of "protection".. People in the world reading this now will have the image of me disrespecting my "father". But it is your fucking inadequancy to interpret that.. Ye think ye the only individual to have put up with a child like me? I got fuckin sick of doing that myself to you.. Never I hath caught a glimpse of anybody's father in the world as delinquent as you.. The exchange of the term "fuck" already proves you're merely one minion of the damned.

I wish I could tell more to the whole world about this underdog. But my means are limited.. As one would have acknowledged my call, clearer than the clearest river..

I am disowned by him, not legally as the law states. Nevertheless, I still count it in my favor. So till then or never, FUCK YOU.. You were never my father, just like you said before me, that I was never your son.

Be grateful I never mentioned your name, I'm all a tingle to do so.

I'm just letting the world know what sort of father are you.

"What's done is done"
Crixalis - Sand King

Your's damned,
- Josh ½ wong~

Balance.

It's been long.

Hence I shalt only briefly state my past events, amusing.

T'was a monday. After the assembly, we practically had no teacher at all till the end of school. The end.

Tuesday it was.. Timetable was Chemistry 2 period, Bio 2 period, recess, Physics 2 period, Maths, Malay 2 period. After having my 3 sciences done, other teachers were absent.. A waste of a day.

And so it was today, which marks my final day of my music class, theory.. After seeing my teacher for over 12 years, the inability of words to describe.. Final theory exam, grade 8, on 15/3/2010.

God speed to me.

"I'll do my best"
Trogdar - Dragon Knight

It is,
- Jo ♥ Jo ~

Confessions of the dissonant note.

Time is relevant, so does life.
Sometimes the things that people might say to one are beyond a person's limit.
Henceforth a sibling rivalry.
We are close in heart, but different in blood.
I choose to respect those who deserves respects, but deprive those who abused it.
But all in all,
Its every man for himself out there.

"What would you ask of me?"
A quote not likely to be asked of people this generation.
How stingy can one get anymore
I have given everything I could.
I'm sorry if things hadn't work out.
I'm sorry if things didn't go your way.
But you hath trespassed the line of my territory
Negotiations proved futile.

Insults are passed from one lip to another as if it were a normal conversation
Racism is being somewhat occuring with a sense of humour.
Backstabbing is done oh so silently
Discriminations are that common since the invention of the cellphone.
Thanks for all these you guys have given me.
It made me a better person..
It made you lesser beings.
Thanks for proving that once again.

As the tide of my needs rise,
just like the ebb and flow,
the inadequancy to fulfill one's desires for lust and money.
Amusing.
I conclude to thank you.
For driving me to be just me and me alone.
Every man lives,
But not every man truly dies.
I am neither,
For neither be redeemed of his sins.

"Our blood, shall mingle on the battlefield"
Ish'kafel - Dark Seer

Your's truly,
- Jo ♥ Jo~

Tinge of reality.

Blind to surroundings, deaf to voices in your head, crippled in your own bones of disability. Human nature, the imperfection.

These few days, many individuals whom I've met, drives my perspective towards humans to a much higher level.. They say nobody's perfect, and I'm a nobody.. Quotes like these are far beyond time, it should be corrected as 'individuals on earth are merely pawns of the greater One'.. How far one is able to go, it is just but a limit.

A couple of people intrigued me on this post. One even brings up the subject about enemies.. The term is defined, as an opponent in a battle, or your opposition. It can also mean somebody that hates you, and vice versa. Having enemies is never a downside.. If somebody is your enemy, it means somebody is holdin a feeling of jealousy towards something you possess, and which the person doesn't have.. As well as it gives one a boost to strive for the better purpose. Hence maybe that is why the term "love your enemies" is named hereafter.. Though many find it difficult to heed.

Much intriguing. I've met a complete replica of somebody I've lost contact with 5 years, who is now in New Zealand. I came somehow into a branch of guilds known as the DeftInvade, who's other branches were DeftDefence and DeftFrontier. Its somewhat like an army assault recruit. (thats what I classify it).. The leader, simply known as the LordVepta.. His individual attributes inspired my choices of decisions, words, actions, and thus being a leader.. His greatest downfall however was, his attitude.. I can't portray much over the media, and it's up to you to figure how he was like. It's much interesting as to the contrary, that people really are created based on the Sovereign's image.

So after losing contact with him, who's in NZ furthering his studies. I'd lost all memories about him.. Till one fateful day, Friend's for Sale hath brought me the utmost unexpected fate any mere human can have. 2 fates in fact, one in which, most of you hath known. The second, is the replica of Lordvepta.. The choices of words, language, style of speaking.. Picture yourself talking to somebody back from the dead..

These 2, I hath the utmost respect for them, and its all that I have gained knowledge from, that has contributed to my honour for them. Sometimes, these people drives you to the limit one time too many. Beset upon the gift of tolerance, I have gained knowledge about humans, human psychology.

Reminiscing the past, just a mere revenant memory.

Up in heaven, the dissonance of serenity.



"Darkness guides me"
Razor - Lightning Revenant

Your's truly,
- Jo ♥ Jo ~

Tuesday Tensions

Hardly even defined as tension, despite the papers were hard, I 'd hardly even feel any tension.

English paper was never a problem, till this year they just had to give 2 essays with the allocated time of only 1 hour.. Many complained time wasn't sufficient. I was at the peak of ending, so it didn't really matter. Ass part was add maths, the teacher who gave the scale of the x-axis and y-axis, didn't even co-relate to the question. and ½ hour was wasted just by teacher walkin in and out not figurin what to do.. Proud as I must be, this would mark my first ever time to pass Add Maths.

Hence history, the most despised paper of all subjects.. My head was on the table before it even began, and woke up the last 5 minutes to shoot the objective.

"I'd rather doze than to waste my time on Sejarah" quoted me.
"Drawing graphs are merely killing trees" quoted Yap Zhen Wei
"1+1=3" quoted Oxford.

Screw exams, off to DotA.

"By ebb, and flow"
Slardar - Slithereen Guard

Your's truly,
- Jo ♥ Jo ~

Exam, period.

Week of examinations hath arrived.. Not to mention the following week of my final examination of theory of music grade 8.. When this is over, I'd not have to see my teacher's face that I've gotten used to for the past 9 years.

Despite it only is the monthly test, lasting for only 3 days, people keep stressing the point that no examination must be taken lightly. I'm not surprised, many people grasp the similar concept. To me, examination is just a form a self-analysation of the level of an individual's knowledge statistics.. No point getting all worked up and nervous about an upcoming test or exam.

SPM will be gone in less than a flash, and moment we know it, many people would be wandering blindly of the future courses they would wanna partake.. Hence form 6. They say STPM certificate's the all-course passports.. But suffering another 2 years in secondary school is the last thing in the corner of my cranium.. Unless deemed necessary of course, SPM hath been failed.. Then people would have named SPM, Self Pressuring Moments.

UCSI College University has offered my most precognited courses. After the open day yesterday, it is decided. The only drawback was it's in cheras, way far from home. No matter, I somehow made up my mind.. It is clear to me now that music hath been my path ever since young. A non-science student 'wasting' 2 years of his life in pure science stream, is due to the art's stream in local secondary schools not offering the true meaning of Art Stream..

Form 5 is much awaited to be over. I'm all a tingle for what lies ahead on the path.

"Intriguing"
Razor - Lightning Revenant

- Jo ♥ Jo ~

Deviancy

School was my dreamland today for about 4½ hours.

Mid afternoon, it was raining. And I saw something, triggers my revenant past in my closet to unveil itself again. Why.. I never wanted to feel that again.. This is, fucked up.

"The shadows call"
Rikimaru - Stealth Assassin

- Jo ♥ Jo ~