Yeah! Just move along! So, here will be some changes in blog as I grow more mature and blah blah blah…….
~the date will be omitted, so that “someone” will read the blog, but I need to keep track with the time…
~I’ll share more about my inner life, which will be secrets, thoughts, happening in the schools which are confidential. So, guess you guys had to be really grateful because I give you the permission to read my blog…haha…. No offense and boasting-elements though…. ~peace~
~the continuation of my Hunter’s story, in Chinese……
So, guess that’s all……
(Will post my view about puppy love a.k.a “monyet love” soon…. Stay updated…)
20/2/2009 The third day of my sixteenth year (Surprise!!)
Well, cute isn’t she??
For your info, this girl had her birthday on 19/2/2008 just a day ahead of me…. So, she’s cute cute cute cute!!! Happy belated Birithday Michelle!!!!.....if you read this…… ~.~
Well, someone just brought a big black guitar this afternoon and ask me to check it out. After I examined the guitar, she suddenly said “this is for you.” WHAT THE, it’s like a horrible Surprise, it finally turn out that my friends from 4S1 and ISCF collect some fund to buy a guitar for me……… I’m really touch but I can’t cry, just can’t, but I can feel tinkling emotion deep down in my heart, I feel really happy and grateful just to had friends like them. Is this the feeling of being touched???
Here, I want to thank a couple of people for contributing to this piece of music instrument:
~Lawrence Law, who is getting meaner and meaner from time to time
~Lai Jia Ying, who had interest in playing a guitar… (Oops!)
~Karen and Hannah, who I never know would contribute money to buy me a birthday present
~Christopher, whom I met and make friends with a few months ago.
~ my friend from form 4, Tay Zhen Zuei (I wonder if the name spell correctly), KIWI, Kelvin Tan for granting my wish, having a big present for my birthday.
~Jenny and Ah Huek, the couple
~Kimberly Yew
~Catherine tang, my “sis”
~Francis, almost forgotten
~and you~~ if I forgot to mention your name….
Thanks for the guitar and I’ll try my best to protect it, it symbolizes love between friends and companions……
Real Thanks to God…for answering my prayer made 2 months ago.
For your info, this girl had her birthday on 19/2/2008 just a day ahead of me…. So, she’s cute cute cute cute!!! Happy belated Birithday Michelle!!!!.....if you read this…… ~.~
Well, someone just brought a big black guitar this afternoon and ask me to check it out. After I examined the guitar, she suddenly said “this is for you.” WHAT THE, it’s like a horrible Surprise, it finally turn out that my friends from 4S1 and ISCF collect some fund to buy a guitar for me……… I’m really touch but I can’t cry, just can’t, but I can feel tinkling emotion deep down in my heart, I feel really happy and grateful just to had friends like them. Is this the feeling of being touched???
Here, I want to thank a couple of people for contributing to this piece of music instrument:
~Lawrence Law, who is getting meaner and meaner from time to time
~Lai Jia Ying, who had interest in playing a guitar… (Oops!)
~Karen and Hannah, who I never know would contribute money to buy me a birthday present
~Christopher, whom I met and make friends with a few months ago.
~ my friend from form 4, Tay Zhen Zuei (I wonder if the name spell correctly), KIWI, Kelvin Tan for granting my wish, having a big present for my birthday.
~Jenny and Ah Huek, the couple
~Kimberly Yew
~Catherine tang, my “sis”
~Francis, almost forgotten
~and you~~ if I forgot to mention your name….
Thanks for the guitar and I’ll try my best to protect it, it symbolizes love between friends and companions……
Real Thanks to God…for answering my prayer made 2 months ago.
18/2/2009 the 1st day of my sixteenth year
Okay, I’m not emo anymore. Cause today is my birthday.
This is a real story. A baby is born in Sibu, and was taken to Bintulu general hospital. This baby is supposed to be 4 days older during then, but his birth is delayed for 4 day, from 14/2/1993 till 18/2/1993. (So the boy should be called the “valentine boy”…but sadly….)
The baby had G6PD syndrome, don’t ask me about what it is. It’s because his birth is delayed and accidentally the baby drank some amniotic liquid. So, the baby looked very very yellow when it was delivered. Everyone is terrified, for the baby is so weak that it could not cry (babies cries when they’re born, this shows that they’re healthy) then, the baby is sent to the XXX department to receive ultra-violet ray, to fix this condition.
Even the doctors know that the boy would die at anytime, the color spots on the baby skin outrunned the number red spots of Red Blood Cells. The parent of the family asked the whole church to pray for the baby, day and night. And, during the dark silent night, the mother will woke up, thinking about the baby and wept for the baby’s inconstant and dangerous situation.
It’s the work of God and the prayers that sustained the life of the baby, as if God had a plan for this tiny little life. All church mates were amazed and they thought the baby will soon become a good baby, boy, teenager, man in the future. They waited patiently. And so, the baby was named – Joshua Wong Shii!
Yeah, it’s my life story and I swear it’s true. My article is on the newspaper during that time……
So, I want to thank a few people here, friends especially:
~Lawrence, for giving me a classic book which I probably can’t understand.
~AMY YEO, for greeting me “happy birthday” soon after you met me, which makes her the first to greet me.
~Tong Ying and Zhen Yang, for giving me a beautiful hand-make card and two huge bar of chocolate.
~Hannah Chen, who offered to buy me lots of junk food just like what happened during form one
~Jordy Ling, who tricked me by claiming that he’s giving me a hand phone, which turned out to be a glass cube in a handphone box.
~Pals of ISCF, for looking for me all around the school just to greet me “happy birthday”
~And those whom I forgot to mention, thank you for everything. And I’m still hoping to receive belated birthday greetings!
This is a real story. A baby is born in Sibu, and was taken to Bintulu general hospital. This baby is supposed to be 4 days older during then, but his birth is delayed for 4 day, from 14/2/1993 till 18/2/1993. (So the boy should be called the “valentine boy”…but sadly….)
The baby had G6PD syndrome, don’t ask me about what it is. It’s because his birth is delayed and accidentally the baby drank some amniotic liquid. So, the baby looked very very yellow when it was delivered. Everyone is terrified, for the baby is so weak that it could not cry (babies cries when they’re born, this shows that they’re healthy) then, the baby is sent to the XXX department to receive ultra-violet ray, to fix this condition.
Even the doctors know that the boy would die at anytime, the color spots on the baby skin outrunned the number red spots of Red Blood Cells. The parent of the family asked the whole church to pray for the baby, day and night. And, during the dark silent night, the mother will woke up, thinking about the baby and wept for the baby’s inconstant and dangerous situation.
It’s the work of God and the prayers that sustained the life of the baby, as if God had a plan for this tiny little life. All church mates were amazed and they thought the baby will soon become a good baby, boy, teenager, man in the future. They waited patiently. And so, the baby was named – Joshua Wong Shii!
Yeah, it’s my life story and I swear it’s true. My article is on the newspaper during that time……
So, I want to thank a few people here, friends especially:
~Lawrence, for giving me a classic book which I probably can’t understand.
~AMY YEO, for greeting me “happy birthday” soon after you met me, which makes her the first to greet me.
~Tong Ying and Zhen Yang, for giving me a beautiful hand-make card and two huge bar of chocolate.
~Hannah Chen, who offered to buy me lots of junk food just like what happened during form one
~Jordy Ling, who tricked me by claiming that he’s giving me a hand phone, which turned out to be a glass cube in a handphone box.
~Pals of ISCF, for looking for me all around the school just to greet me “happy birthday”
~And those whom I forgot to mention, thank you for everything. And I’m still hoping to receive belated birthday greetings!
15/2/2009 Joshua is EMO… Here’s why…
This is something private, and please don’t spill the beans. This is how Crazy Erratic Joshua is EMO…….
Actually, I’m tired of this form 4 life…. Honestly. I get busy with my homeworks and somehow I forgot the others……
For things in 4S1 for example, I’m being said as the “keceriaan” who is not worthy of doing the job. Get what I mean? She’s a teacher. I’m confessing here that I really didn’t pay in much effort in that, because I’m too blur to handle the work. Everytime as I get busy with my homework, it was forgotten. I don’t feel that I had the passion or enthusiasm to continue this hardwork, just like the teacher had said.
And as for things in my youth. I really don’t know what I should do. This form 4 thing is really freaking me out and really sorry that I had not played my role well as XXXX XXXXXXXXX. I’m extremely sorry. I focused on the wrong thing instead, like discussing on something detail before I get to know it’s overview of the whole plan. Sigh………….
I actually cried, just like I smiled when I feel happy. Quoted “I know that I’m going to cry this year and I just did” from my president….
It feels weird when Joshua who craps and plays around cried right???
I really think so.
I even thought of whether I should drop my “good student” personality and turns bad, so that people will stop trusting me and stop giving me anymore responsibility.
I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO.
Don’t worry, I won’t commit suicide, I got my life cause God gave me that. (if you want to know about it then ask me)
I’m down.
God, I’m down
God, B.J.A is down
Save me……..
Actually, I’m tired of this form 4 life…. Honestly. I get busy with my homeworks and somehow I forgot the others……
For things in 4S1 for example, I’m being said as the “keceriaan” who is not worthy of doing the job. Get what I mean? She’s a teacher. I’m confessing here that I really didn’t pay in much effort in that, because I’m too blur to handle the work. Everytime as I get busy with my homework, it was forgotten. I don’t feel that I had the passion or enthusiasm to continue this hardwork, just like the teacher had said.
And as for things in my youth. I really don’t know what I should do. This form 4 thing is really freaking me out and really sorry that I had not played my role well as XXXX XXXXXXXXX. I’m extremely sorry. I focused on the wrong thing instead, like discussing on something detail before I get to know it’s overview of the whole plan. Sigh………….
I actually cried, just like I smiled when I feel happy. Quoted “I know that I’m going to cry this year and I just did” from my president….
It feels weird when Joshua who craps and plays around cried right???
I really think so.
I even thought of whether I should drop my “good student” personality and turns bad, so that people will stop trusting me and stop giving me anymore responsibility.
I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO. I’m EMO.
Don’t worry, I won’t commit suicide, I got my life cause God gave me that. (if you want to know about it then ask me)
I’m down.
God, I’m down
God, B.J.A is down
Save me……..
14/2/2009 Happy Valentines day! Everyone!
My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by
She could see from my face that I was,
Flying high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
La la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la
(You’re Beautiful, by James Blunt)
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by
She could see from my face that I was,
Flying high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
La la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la
(You’re Beautiful, by James Blunt)
我心中的一个秘密 ～ 第四段
警方把我的口供当成笑柄，并把我和父母亲的遗产一起送入孤儿院。当然，父母那已被分尸的遗体已经不能成为证据了。自从那天起，我便立志当一个怪物猎人。我开始研究对付怪物的各种方法，从科幻书开始着手，然后到互联网。经过多日废寝忘食的搜寻后，我终于自制了一本“怪物宝典”。接下来是收集资料，再把自己训练成一个好打手。我才成为一个真真正正的怪物猎人。当然，如果没有对怪物的仇恨作为推动力，我永远都不能成为专业的怪物猎人。
2006年1月1日，我，黄旭，13岁踏上了猎杀怪物的第一步。
2006年1月1日，我，黄旭，13岁踏上了猎杀怪物的第一步。
7/2/2009 Updates……. About life, about me……
I barely survive another week.
Just like that, now I finally got the time to blog, to share about my twisted and busy and whatever life. He………….. I got a lot of work to do, mind you all, and I’m going to share all of them with you, this is called transparency……
(well, hope all of you enjoyed my previous masterpiece, the poem which I got inspired by this little tinkling feeling in my heart. Again, you may enjoy it.)
I got 3 camps I on my way till June, 1 teenager Sunday, and I to find out a way to design and direct a musical drama, just like you watch in High School Musical. Haz…….. just wait and see, remember me in your prayer, and help me if you think if you are a pro of songs…. Help needed desperately.
Just played a really funny game this morn, would like to share with you all, try that out:
~Divide yourself into groups, name your group with funny names (e.g. Hush puppies, which I used this morn, ultraman, soulkeeper, earthshaker, rush polluted fragrance TM and lots more….
~start with one of the group, recite the tempo “XX (name of your team) squat, XX squat, XX squat, (other group) YY squat”
~note : the action at the back of XX can be change according to your interest, like breakdance, killing self, die, play DOTA , woo girls, play Barbie dolls……
~the other group must recite the tempo doing the action (e.g squatting as shown in the above example), if you are asked to play Barbie doll, your group had to pretend to play Barbie Doll
Gags, try imagine what if your group is ordered to do the following action :
~regenerate
~travels through time
~dance pole dance
~popping
~locking
~breaking
~send fly kisses
~hug each other
~punch yourself
~touch yourself
~play DOTA
~play CS
~play gunbound
~play maple
~play Halo
~play under-the-rainbow
Real funny isn’t it?
Just like that, now I finally got the time to blog, to share about my twisted and busy and whatever life. He………….. I got a lot of work to do, mind you all, and I’m going to share all of them with you, this is called transparency……
(well, hope all of you enjoyed my previous masterpiece, the poem which I got inspired by this little tinkling feeling in my heart. Again, you may enjoy it.)
I got 3 camps I on my way till June, 1 teenager Sunday, and I to find out a way to design and direct a musical drama, just like you watch in High School Musical. Haz…….. just wait and see, remember me in your prayer, and help me if you think if you are a pro of songs…. Help needed desperately.
Just played a really funny game this morn, would like to share with you all, try that out:
~Divide yourself into groups, name your group with funny names (e.g. Hush puppies, which I used this morn, ultraman, soulkeeper, earthshaker, rush polluted fragrance TM and lots more….
~start with one of the group, recite the tempo “XX (name of your team) squat, XX squat, XX squat, (other group) YY squat”
~note : the action at the back of XX can be change according to your interest, like breakdance, killing self, die, play DOTA , woo girls, play Barbie dolls……
~the other group must recite the tempo doing the action (e.g squatting as shown in the above example), if you are asked to play Barbie doll, your group had to pretend to play Barbie Doll
Gags, try imagine what if your group is ordered to do the following action :
~regenerate
~travels through time
~dance pole dance
~popping
~locking
~breaking
~send fly kisses
~hug each other
~punch yourself
~touch yourself
~play DOTA
~play CS
~play gunbound
~play maple
~play Halo
~play under-the-rainbow
Real funny isn’t it?
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