-=| Johari's window... |=-
Hey i did this test and here r both that i've done...
http://kevan.org/johari?view=xiangsan,
http://kevan.org/johari?view=joezai
J O E| 12:07 AM |
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-=| Twin sister... |=-
See... her eyes had eye liner on, and they are so huge unlike mine....
Okie enough of crapping.... n yeah it's me.... omg i look so ger!
Dun we juz look like a couple? a lesbian couple....
Dating with the fishes, how romantic...
Dun you think Graice looks like dory?
J O E| 12:07 AM |
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-=| Breaking my own rice pot... |=-
And after that, both of us went to J8 to have dinner... a Jolly bean pan cake dinner... Pathetic huh? no la juz not that hungry... and we took neoprints.... it was at first a joke to ask my sis to take neoprints with me, but she agreed to enter a machine to post weird posses... And the results of the picture was stunning, i look like a butch.... ahh... but not so clear here... and i dun think i shall show anyone the real copy.....
J O E| 10:31 PM |
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-=| History of my hair... |=-
This was 2 years ago, a "fake Mohawk", not really nice then...(2004)... it was towards the end of the year then, and throughout the year i was keeping my side parting...
Then after that Mohawk, i went back to keep my side parting, looking quite horribly...=/...year (2005)
Went to school with a stick to the head "wig" looking hairdo... retro i guess...
Went to church with a rebonded hair finish...
Played and twisted my hair...
Removed the twist in my hair... planned it to be a curly Mohawk, but it didn't turn out right.... oh well....
At the end of the year, and when o levels were finished, my hair was permed...
Omg... and i guess i look like a freak...
I guess i look better like that...
: 11:45 PM
-=| Hollaback girl |=-
Another song which i really like, maybe because of the upbeat beats, coz usually i'll listen to techno, electronica.
J O E| 7:44 AM |
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-=| A story... |=-
J O E| 7:07 AM |
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-=| My life |=-
Maybe because he was losing power in the opposition colony,
He wanted a back up to boost his ego as father,
However I guess he has chosen a wrong choice,
He had listened to the wrong voice.
By adding me to the family as a son,
It was another addition to the colony,
But I guess he realised that it was a fact which cannot be undone,
And it’s too late to regret of what he has done.
Ever since young, I’ve seen the couple quarrel and fight,
Living in conditions where tensions were so tight,
Wondering why did they get together in the first place,
Having so many problems here to face.
Going to church was a drag for me,
It wasn’t a place for me,
Wearing uncomfortable clothes, following strict rules,
Like going down on bended knees.
But I like Saturdays though,
Over to my gramps I go,
Having our own fun and make beliefs,
Not to worry of friends or foe.
Going to school was kinda tough,
Being innocent like a dove,
Like a prey awaiting for a eagle to Engulf,
Bluffing myself that it was just fate,
Because I was easy bait,
I’m still sometimes bullied till date,
But I’m leaving it to fate.
Taken pity by gals,
Being treated like pals,
Playing along halls,
Scribbling along walls.
Time came when we entered secondary schools,
Facing the world like real fools,
Gals became women, and boys became men,
And I was some Ben,
No one to lend me a hand,
Not even a pen.
Gals whom I knew had boyfriends,
Boys who they knew in school,
In school where they used to study together,
Who used to hate me duh,
Living my life as a loner wasn’t that bad either,
I believe in retribution, and they will get it sooner or later,
Friends around me came and gone,
Leaving me here tattered and Torn,
I feel so worn,
Even early in the morn,
Nobody found me fond,
And sometimes I wish I was never born…
J O E| 5:48 AM |
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-=| What have i been doing... |=-
The vacation which started from mid November till now early February is practically quite dead. I went to free myself from that “studious” hair of mine, it was just a façade to give the teachers a good impression of me and that to rebel against school rules as my fringe was up to my chin, YAY! I really regretted not going out during the December holidays, as the transportation fare for me is quite high, and I guess I’ve got to get use to it, as only junior college is the only institution after secondary school which offers student price.
Have been going around flipping through magazines, I guess kinokuniya is going to chase me out of the shop soon, watching and observing overseas shows like shows from Korea, Japan, Hong Kong, Taiwan as if you notice carefully the artiste’s clothes are quite fabulous and it’s not shocking to see it at some shops a year later. Oh well why am I telling you guys this? Causing more competition for me only, sigh.
My life at home is real boring, and surprisingly people envy me.=/ I wake up at 10 but sometimes 2 in the afternoon and have breakfast in front of the TV, my breakfast are the left over Chinese new year curfew goods, all the nice ones are eaten, leaving big containers of love letters for me to consume. If I’m bored I’ll on the computer to play solitaire, it’s indeed a solitary game to play. Maybe go into the history of explorer to view blogs which my sis viewed.
Maybe watch “how clean is your house?” to see how dirty, gross and messy the house of people in the world.(comfort myself that my room isn’t that bad after all.) Or maybe get some design ideas from Debbie Travis and watch her create magic in people’s homes. And after that is an old vintage show which my parents should have watched before, and probably get ideas from their apparel. And basically waste my life away.
I’ll wait for my mum to come home with dinner and watch TV till the witches hours. I guess the TV is going to be my best companion for now. What a life to envy,=/.
On 13feb, in the morning like 845 I received a call from Miss Chin Chin, the School administrator, that the MOE personnel would come over to school at abt 3pm, but might be earlier, and asked me over to school to collect my results for my bio. Actually what happened was when I went to school on Friday, my biology marks was an absent, but I went for all the exams. And the principal investigated the case for me. My biology grades were very important as it would determine if I were to pass or to fail, but oh well my grades are really bad.
That was not the most important thing which made me real angry, but at about 11am that morning my door bell rang and I dosed off after receiving the call from Miss Chin Chin. When I peaked out of my door’s viewing hole, I saw an “aunty”. She kept pressing the door bell like it gave her joy whenever she pressed it. Her clothing looked like the typical aunty, the skin tight clothes, and she has san chen rou (3 layers of meat), she doesn’t look that poor after all.
Aunty: AUNTY,Wo mei you cian. Ni ke yi gei wo ji kuai cian ma? (I don’t have money; could you give me some money?)
(Her voice was very hoarse, and it sounded like she has been smoking for a long time, or she ate too much New Year goodies till she lost her voice)
(I just woke up and was quite blur at the moment)
Me: Wo mei you cian. (I don’t have money)
(Which was quite true, as I won’t be stuck at home watching boring programmes all day, and even then I won’t give money to anyone, be it charity or begging for alms, to prevent myself from getting cheated by those hoaxed establishment)
(She looked stunned and continued.)
Aunty: Xiao di mei you cian, gei wo yi dian fan ye ke yi.(You have no money but you can also give me some rice.)
Me: Wo fan ye mei you.( I dun have rice)
(And she walked away)
(I closed the door and pondered to myself these few questions.)
1. Why did she gave up so quickly? (This seemed too easy, have met more desperate people.)
2. Why did she call me aunty? (Was it my hair?)
I thought to myself, I guess my hair wasn’t managed properly and she mistook it for some aunty who had a bad hair day.(what to espect? Juz woke up leh.)
My home clothes are not that glam like what you see me when I’m on streets, they looked “hole~y” , old, and the material used are cheap and thin. I don’t know if I stink.
I guess I look worst then her, and I talk as if I hadn’t have enough rest for many days. Hmmm, I wonder if my state of life now is worst then her.=/
J O E| 5:45 AM |
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-=| Pandora |=-
Hey hey!! yeah, recenty fell in love with this song which is sung by Angela called pandora, well maybe because i'm bias against the electronica part of the muzic... haha...
oh well i juz remembered, during the 2nd day of chinese new year my cousins and i all 7 of us went to K box and i felt that it was a rip off to pay 22.70 each to go sing that day, but i was so entranced with this song... we changed the luan jiao to lan diao/ lan jiao and had such crazy fun at the lounge....
And the vdo below are lip syngers... juz so farnie that i've got to get them posted...
J O E| 4:20 AM |
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-=| Get Down |=-
J O E| 3:19 AM |
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-=| I want it that way... |=-
J O E| 3:12 AM |
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-=| Wilber's song conformed... |=-
Now Playing:
...as it is Damn Gay!!!
J O E| 3:09 AM |
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-=| Tong hua |=-
J O E| 3:07 AM |
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-=| Dragostadintea |=-
J O E| 3:04 AM |
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-=| Liquid chocolate cake |=-
So farnie... heex...
J O E| 2:39 AM |
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-=| Why do i hate my Dad... |=-
I've been a living zombie for the past few many months and i've been thinking why do i hate my dad so much, and so i shall write what i have been thinking.Basially i juz dun like him, maybe bcause he has scared my childhood and i feel he doesn't know how to be a father.
Ever since young all that i could remember is that he is a tyrant, controls everything he can and wants whichever things which is not going the right way or not the way that he wants he would use action to show that he is angry and wants it done correctly. And as for me, i was very young then, he would use his magic wand, the cane. As a young kid he would juz go crazy one afternoon and take his cane out and cane me, as he canes me he will name the mistakes i've done wrong.And basically he canes me because i've broken the ground rules.He won't tell me that it is wrong when i've done it, but tells me a week after when he has accumulated enough wrongs to go crazy.
There are so many things to write abt him but juz that i will be raking to much of the past, or you could take it that i dun want to give that old man any more deep tods.That man is a miser, tyrant, angry,old fashion, inflexible old man... wondered if the gossips that he used to have many gal friends were real. And the secret was my mum knew him because he was her mum's best friend first son. Since he was the first son, he should be married first and there she go she was married to him. Well what i feel is that people with this character should juz be a loser loner and stay bachalor forever, that will do humanity a very good favour.
juz a month ago was my mum's birthday and my sister was suggesting mache and i was suggesting the turkish restraunt as we were bored of the usual swensons. I told them that marche was a expensive restraunt with lotsa seafood.His reply was he didn't want to go to a place with these unclean food. when it was his birthday he secretly told my mum he wanted a cake and told us that he wanted to go to my sister's recomendations, dun even dare to say 'marche'. Wad a hypocrite! And he doesn't like cakes, they are full of eggs and they clog the veins and blood vessels, but he wants a cake on his birthday,(we usually skip the cake for our family member's birthday for many years) i really hate these type of people, he doesn't want marche bcause he is going to pay, he wants the cake bcause he wants it special i guess, but the 'celebration' was not special at all...... oh well, he got what he deserved...
When it was chinese new year eve, we went to china town for dinner, and after dinner we went to shop for love letter and cookies of different sorts, he was complaining that it was very high in colestrol, but stocked my mum up with peanuts that he liked, and best joke of all when he realised that he is going to pay he returned the expensive items back to their original positions.
So why do i hate my dad? bcause i dun like him.i juz can't stand him......
i can't stand the fact that a person like these scolds me and he is also my father....-_-"... anywayz i respect him as my dad but looks down at him....
B!0
Name : Joel Xiang Desheng P3RS0N@L!TY
Personality : Flamboyant T@g W!SH3S 3M@!l CURR3NT M00D W3@TH3R F00T PR!NTS !N 3 S@nd R@D!0 ST@T!0NS P@ST R3CORDS L!NKS
DOB : 19th May 1988
Age : 19+
Height : 1.73++m
Weight : Abt 60kg
Zodiac : Dragon
Horroscope : Taurus
Fav Sports : Breathing exercises on the bed every night(snore)
Fav colour : Blue, silver, black
Fav things : Vintage looking stuff...
Hates : People who commands me to do anything
Worst habits : Talking back, bitching...
Best Habits : Obeys house rules
How do u relax : Bitching, complaining, vibrate my ear drums with sound waves from my disc man
One thing tat no one noes abt? : i'm Sentimental...
Three words 2 describe me : Rude Noisy Freak
One liner tat i'm most proud of : Being kind to your enemy means to be cruel to yourself
Moto in life : Look 4 a goal n strife hard
