Category Archives: emo

Mana buah Cherry?

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Posted by Jovi on 19/08/2009 – 4:13 am
Filed under Jacqueline Teyew, breaking up, emo, friends, sad

How long has it been since I last updated my blog? My readers decreased drastically! To start off with this entry.

How does it feels like to see someone you once loved, as in your ex or partner kissing another person? Even though it isn’t touching, just barely?

I know even though its already the past, still it hurts and brings disappointment and sadness, are my readers feeling me?

Ever since that, I’ve always been looking for a “replacement“, either failed or don’t suit me. I have high expectations, what do you expect? I’m not good looking is another defect.

Only to my epiphany, did I know that my search for the replacement isn’t because I feel desperate or for I am lonely. It is because I feel the need of someone new to help me forget you.


I need and I want to forget you!

You made me so disappointed, in so many ways.


I was expecting a birthday wish at 12 midnight from you, even a text message is enough. All I got was a lousy wall note in facebook. If you remembered, I did call you at 12 on your birthday.

Second, after it ended. Its like you felt nothing at all! You don’t feel sad, no nothing at all. As a matter a fact, happier.

You told me you were too busy to even cry and reminisce all of it.

BULLSHIT!

Nobody can be too busy for that.

Also hot chick’s best friend my ass laa! Well, I don’t feel I am.

You do take pictures with those guys which you say you are prohibited to do so, when we were together.
 

You don’t. wtf

Enough of you, my point is to get over you.


Pfft!



And you know what?


I noticed that sometimes I feel I don’t have much friends, but sometimes, I feel I have too much!






Trevor has been one of the best you can ever get. Caring is one of his main personality.

A normal friend would call once and ask if you’re okay. If you are, they wouldn’t call again.

As for Trevor, he keeps calling until you are really fine and annoyed! 

Never would you find anyone like him. Sharon is like a big sis to me, she’s as awesome as Trevor.

Made another good friend, The son of a patissier, lol.

Cyrus Chern.

Gayishly gaya fella.

I am honoured and blessed to have friends like these. 

For others not mentioned, you know you are as precious as all my friends are to me.

All equally.




To the girl who made me cry like I was a sprinkler,

Thanks for teaching me this lesson. The lesson is,


” DUMP THAT GIRL BEFORE SHE STARTS TO TALK ABOUT BREAKING UP! “


thanks :D

Oh well, update in about a million years later!

p/s : Might be going down to Penang to visit Cherry Cheong this raya break! woots!

p/s/s : I miss Cherry.

Webbie session with Buah Cherry.


Pose #1

Pose #2

Pose #3

I faked an orgasm emo.

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Posted by Jovi on 01/08/2009 – 3:10 am
Filed under birthdays, cam-ho, college, emo, emotions, poem

I am one of the happiest teen alive at this moment, well. Not all happy but part of me am :)

Contributing to my happiness, first thing is. Finals for semester 1 just ended! And it was okay, managed to answer it all.

Secondly, my birthday is next week’s Wednesday! On the 5th! Trevor and Sharon shared money to buy me a rm12.90 Subway Sandwich today as my birthday present! Too bad I can’t keep it for long, its in my rectum now and digested ;) But I’m still keeping the piece of paper wrapped around the sandwich.

Its the end of semester 1 yesterday, and semester is on its way one week from now! I’m excited!

When I got back home today, Mum showed me a letter from the institute about my absence. Somewhat a warning letter, but heck cares. Mum asked me if she could call the “senior manager” who sent the letter to FUCK OFF!

HAHAHAHA! I was absent for personal reasons. Not because I was lazy.


Its been so long since I wrote a noob poem, well, its time for one.

Let me try to sum the whole semester 1 up in one poem :)


Rang, was what I heard,
3 weeks late, 
Fresh at heart,
Smell of fruits and cream,
Smiles on faces and jealousy on the other,
Two walls I saw, 
Whole wall I hated,
Full of creatures,
From talking apples, to biting ferrets,
From old mermaids to trolls,
From dwarfs to ” Bruce Lee“,
Creatures are all I see,
The worse creature of all, 
A blue skinned, short fur, skank shouting Chess set.
Pastries, Tarts, Bananas,
Humans and hated hearts,
Sem 1 is fun,
Sem 2 is up,
Friends gained,
Friends lost,
Separated and departed.
Obstacles crossed, 
Rainbow is out.



Too bad rainbow only stays for a week :(

Institute starts on the 10th of August :(

Oh well, that was about it. HAHAH!

I feel so lifeless right now, thinking what to write.

And also, my friend Chibi. She made Chocolate Tofu Mousse and brought it to college today. So everyone tasted it, and its darn sweet. Imagine, 8 spoonfull of Milo powder and 6 spoonfulls of castor sugar.

So to my amazement, no tofu smell in it! 

Arrived back home with 2 huge cubes of silk tofu, mashed and sifted. I tried making Chocolate Tofu Ice Cream with it. Still in freezer freezing, taste damn nice! Vegan ;)

Its the best tasting Ice cream I’ve ever made! So smooth and creamy! Sounds weird to some of you, but trust me. Once u tried, you;ll shut up :)


I’ve nothing else to blog about anymore, so I might as well upload some emo pictures. HAHAHA!



emo emo emo

This emo photos were taken for the purpose of camho-ing. I’m a femenist, shoot me.

Emo pictures needs emo captions :P

Beneath me, 
Lies a hidden broken heart.

Its falling apart,
I can’t patch it back.

The thinker

My scar feels deeper than it seems.

Always emo, should smile smile also right? :D

SMILE! :)

Gloomy Eyes

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Posted by Jovi on 23/06/2009 – 5:52 am
Filed under dying, emo, gloomy, poem, sleepy

The mist and haze fills the dark air of the pavement,

Right here still, I’ve not slept.

The sound of the air blewn out of the machine, chills my skin,

The rays of the flourescent light hits my shutting eyes,

Typing this exact sentence while sipping on my cup of hot milo,

Everything seems slow and gloomy,

I’m awake, but my soul isn’t,

Group presentation in about 4 hours, 

Fuck it, I’m dead.

From your dying poet, Jovi





Note : I’m still awake because of the last minute group presentation slide, thanks to our last minute planning, hooray! -NOT.

If Its You

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Posted by Jovi on 22/06/2009 – 1:55 am
Filed under emo, if its you, love, poem

Listening to this, used to make me think about you,

And it still does, 

I laugh and cheer listening to this song, when I know you are mine,

But now, its different, 

All I can feel is pain and hunger,

The words clearly show of how I feel about you,

I still do, I’m just not sure about you.

It never faded, never did,

I faked that I’ve moved on, but the fact that I did not,

I feel the pain, when there’s no gain,

I’ve felt it long, why not longer?

From the start to the end, the center is,

I don’t mind going through this, and I still want to,

Do you?



Released by Jovi

p/s : you know who you are, my love, my dear.

Emo A’la Carte!

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Posted by Jovi on 18/06/2009 – 11:28 pm
Filed under emo, emotions, poem

POUND!

The sounds of the morning pounding,

By the old ladies in kimono pounding rice flour to make mochi!

Also felt like the heart being pounded at the same time. 

I hear my heart break, as if the hardest piece of rock just cracked.

Seems like it was minutes ago I was licking the lollipop, and now its gone, forever digested.

It gave me diabetes, but it didn’t cure after it has disappeared.

Fate, comes and go, starts and ends.

Why won’t it come and stay or starts and remain?

Fate, does it exist? It does, but not to me.

I’m feeling all torned out, as if I’ve lost my mum.

Being emotional is the only thing I can think of,

Rivers of the earth flows non stop to the sea. so did I.

Emo me.



by Emo Jovi

a’la Sharon