Sunday, December 21, 2008


This Port Dickson get away is definitely quite worth it.

I spent nearly the whole afternoon getting used to the odd and different time signatures, except when it gets to odd timing and all. The ones like 9/11. I wouldn't know how that's supposed to be like.

But learning it would be quite fun.

And to top it all, I actually HAVE the time to finally learn.

It's best for me to optimise this time to learn as much as I can, because once January comes into play, I won't have much time. So yup.


How ah.

I want me camera ASAP. :(

Friday, December 19, 2008

Oh Whee.

Minor updates:

  • Results: I got A for my Financial Accounting 2, and B+ for Commercial Law, Management Accounting 2 and Accounting Information Systems. Terbaik.
  • I am very deprived from sleep.
  • I am screwed because I'm blogging, uploading pictures of the Starbucks 10th Anniversary Gala Night Dinner, and packing at the same time.
  • Need to rush about Starbucks for Christmas shopping. (Family assignment?)
  • Christmas present decided: Canon PowerShot SX 10 IS .. and I have it on hand with me!!!
  • Learning Dream Theater's Overture 1928. Fun song to mess around with.
  • Heads off to Port Dickson for the end of the year tomorrow.
  • Currently based in Kota Damansara on Weekdays and Ikano on Weekends. Effective next year as agreed on both of my Store Managers due to my stupid college schedule next year.
  • Demotivated to study.
  • Lost all sort of priorities.
Ok. Will blog more. For the moment, here's something to see with the wide-angle feature in the Canon PowerShot SX10 .. Cantik giler.

Monday, December 15, 2008


For the past few days, I have been going off course and not focusing on my music studies. Weird, but I think I really need some time off.

.. Which I have been doing, lately. I'm glad to say that I never felt any better in my nearly-hectic life.


I have to really thank those who have been worried, and have been praying for me to enjoy such relaxation.

I'm bad at this. Haha.

Anyways, after months of thoughts (Since July), I was thinking which would be better:
  • MIDI Controller/Keyboard - to continue music production at a more effective and efficient rate compared to sickening mouseclicks.
  • Canon SX10 IS - to finally snap pictures that I don't usually get to during gigs and events.
The music keyboard would cost about RM1,100 - 1,300 for the range I'm looking for. Something wide with many keys, a modulation and pitch bend wheel, and a USB port (which should come in all modern keyboards these days. But sadly, the cheaper ones don't come with that). Voices and effects doesn't matter because Reason won't detect that, and Reason already provides 2 GBs worth of samples, voices, instruments and effects.

The camera, as I went scoping around randomly yesterday, would cost RM 1,799. Some packages would include a lower price tag, with batteries, a tripod, camera bag, memory card.. etc

So I thought about this. I'll work my butt off for my passion, which is the musical side, and the camera..shall be me Christmas present because my dad already approved of it.. Wheeee!

Oh. Add another RM100 and I'll be getting the basic range of Canon's DSLR family. I was holding onto it for a few minutes yesterday @ Low Yat Plaza, but like most handphones out there (or iPods), you'd spend all that money, but end up not using at least half of the provided functions.

Might as well stick to something not-so-serious, yup? Plus it works quite well as a mini-SLR.


.. XD

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Saturday, December 13, 2008

It's Not Work That Exhausts You.

"Uh. Where's the Frap Mix?"
"Uh. Where're the domed lids?"
"Uh. Where're the syrups?"
"Uh. Where's the parchment papers?"

And many more.

And then came Borders; The Curve:
"Uh. Where's the place to dispose of the trash?"
"Uh. Where's the Markout Pitcher?"
"Uh. Where's the steaming pitcher?"
"Uh. Which one is decaf, and which one is espresso?"

Uh. Uh. Uh.

The other thing about working in cafes based on franchises, would be that you have to adapt to the store. And if you're not quick enough, half of your productivity is wasted by those "Uh"s.



Yeah man.


Oh. For Borders, was even better. Because me and my senior, Nana, and both of us hailing from Ikano, not knowing what is there to be done in the new store, and where the items were placed, both of us died on the spot. We just served customers, and did whatever we needed to do.


Is Goodnights. Hoho.. What a day..

Bushfire Fairytales..

Ignore the title. It's just the first 2 words that Jack Johnson sang in his song, Inaudible Melodies. Also quite a good song. Secret behind the composition of that song would be that he was studying film production and how music or sound makes the film more presentable, and stuff.

Tomorrow will be a funky/Happy Starbucks/super budgeting day.

10.30am - 6.30pm, Starbucks NZX - Ara Damansara.
7pm (hopefully) - ??pm, Starbucks Borders The Curve - Mutiara Damansara.

Talk about being infected with the Starbucks sickness.


I had a fun outing today. Went about Bangsar Village and Gardens. And guess what? I have finally decided on my Christmas present.

It's not the keyboard/MIDI controller I would love to get for music production. Guess I'll have to stick with my trusty mouse and assumptions regarding human velocity on how the human fingers hit the keys at that point to express the perfect emotions for the right note.

I have decided to outbeat my mother in her worthless Nikon digital cameras to get a semi-SLR. Which would be a Canon Powershot S10 .. Yum yum. The last I messed with my friend's semi-SLR, it was the Canon Powershot S3. Then the S5 came out in the middle of this year. Then now it's out of production, and here comes the S10.

Bigger, bulkier, but more fun. Hehahohohohoho..

That's it for now. I haven't even got the time to blog about the Penang trip. In fact, I think I'll cancel that blog lah. I will never have the time for such things.

The ways that your heart sounds makes all the difference
It's what decides if you'll endure the pain that we all feel
The way that your heart beats makes all the difference
In learning to live
Here before me is my soul
I'm learning to live
I won't give up
Till I've no more to give

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Back In KL.

I'm way too tired to blog at the moment, but I would like to announce that I've gotten home safely, and I will be literally shaking my legs for a couple of days until next Friday, where I shall leave for Port Dickson.

Wonderful, right? hohoho.

... Blahs. Now my expenses are going to rise because of this issue. Oh well. Lalala..

Monday, December 8, 2008

I May Not Watch What I Speak..

.. But I watch my thoughts as God sees everybody right through their hearts and mind.

Words may mean anything these days, so it's up to intentions to prove whether if you meant a certain phrase or not.

Scary, isn't it? But that's how things are supposed to be anyway.

Trip to KL; prepared.


If you see nothing but a black suit, that's what you're supposed to see and not mistake.

I think it would be some kind of weird tradition to wear the tuxedo.

But hey, this isn't your ordinary tuxedo. This is the same tuxedo I wore for my cousin's wedding last year..

Except this year, minus the guitar, and probably the bow-tie. I've got no idea what the hell to put on my neck. Probably a simple tie should do.

It's the dinner requirements. Weird, but orders are orders.. Wheee ...

Final Day in Penang.

And I spent it with two friends of mine while attending the Penang Jazz Festival.

It's nice to watch a small organisation ..getting bigger, and bigger.

I remember the organiser's words..

"If this were to be successful this year, I would do it again next year."

And that was 2 years ago if I'm not mistaken?

It happened again last year.

And it happened again just now.

Awesome stuff, seriously. What surprised me would be this Korean Jazz trio, that goes by the name of Jeon Young Se Trio. The double-bassist is mind blowing. He's not Victor Wooten, because he doesn't play the electric bass, but bloody hell, does he shred on the double-bass shit well.

SHRED, mind you. The speedy finger guitar stuff term.

And the pianist? Accurate, melodious, and blind.

Perfect LAH!

Well, time to start packing. Will blog about what I did when I have the time. Or if I don't forget of course. Hohoho..

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Understand This, Woman.

If I were to tell you something like:

That device is not meant to be plugged into the computer before you shut it down because that will crash the whole system after you try to shut it down.

Don't ask why. That's the problem I faced, so I'm reporting in advanced.

It's a thing that I managed to troubleshoot because I foolishly went through the scenario. Don't come up to me and say:

I need to be there to know what you're talking about.

How about.. You're not supposed to press the big red button that says "I CAN EXPLODE AND CAUSE THE 2nd, 3rd, 4th, and 5th IMPACT BECAUSE I AM A FUCKING BOMB" on a big black bomb, or it will explode and it will cause the 2nd, 3rd, 4th and 5th impact, which not only causes humans to cease to exist, but will cause the universe to become a big black hole without any stars in it.

Or replace the battery because this one's running flat.

How am I supposed to explain these things when they're so freaking obvious? If something runs out, replenish it. Why should we replenish it? That's up to you to crack your mystical nut-filled brain to figure out.

When I do something right, I get nagged. I do something wrong, I get nagged. Better still, perform a bigger crime because I'm going to get nagged anyway. With my mum around, there's no such thing as justice.

I can bet my ass and nipples off that if she were to be a lawyer, she can proove that a bank robbery is an act of charity for the hungry or underpaid.

I Can't Explain This Strange Deja Vu ..

.. But I don't mind.
I hope to find the truth.

It's been a while since I last sat down and thought about things. Like who I want to be, who I once was, and have I improved in any way from a biased-free thought.

The answer is.. I've changed for the better, but good qualities from the past diminished slowly.

I don't know what I've become; and I don't know who I am anymore.

I've been trying to be understanding to some points in life, but I guess that's not turning out fine for me.

Although I stand with minor success, but I feel like I'm in the middle of a battlefield and the flames just gets bigger and bigger.

Who am I?

And who are you?

This is the point where people forget what you once were, and sees you for someone else. Someone new. Someone whom you aren't.

The years have passed, and the people we once knew, isn't the people we know. The appearance of them turns out to be the same, or different, but the soul that you once spoke with just...disappeared?

Where are you?

Every single day, I feel sleepy, not only because I've been reluctant to get adequate rest, but a part of me is losing it.

I'm slowly forgotten. Not by others..

.. But by myself.

The musical side may be a little bit dramatic, but it's like a symbiote that grows in me. The more I run away, the more music I listen, the more I forget, and the more problems accumulate.

.. Where do I go..?

I've lost a great amount of people, and I don't expect to blame anybody for the cause. This is because I am at fault.

The more hatred you have towards a certain individual,
allows evil to conquer your thoughts,
and kills your sanity.

Saturday, December 6, 2008

That Rhythm In My Head.

Every time when I face a problem of some sort, I'll only hear of that particular rhythm.

|1 2 3 1|2 3 1 2|3 1 2 3|1 2 1 2|

Obviously, I've resorted to music in being my sanity provider when I'm facing certain situations that I can't handle, or when I'm on the level of getting tensed easily.

And I tell you, it's no joke trying to resist everything.

No, it's not.

But then again, it's part of life.

So who cares?


Please do forgive the Malaysian slang. Just that it was a joke by a regular customer of mine back in Starbucks Ikano.

Today's another day. I'm always looking at new HDDs to purchase, but hell, are they quite costly. At this rate, I don't think I'll be getting anything for myself this coming Christmas.


Who cares anyways. Christmas is the season to give, not to satisfy yourself with personal needs or whatever it is. That can be done.

Christmas comes once in a year, so I'd better stop complaining. I hope my next leave isn't as hectic as what I'm going through here in Penang.

Gila apa.



I'll see me darlings in KL on the 8th of this month <3 .. well, whoever is left here in KL, for that's the case. I don't know who went where and whatever it is, so yeah.

Friday, December 5, 2008


See the man, who stands in the mirror.
The one you could trust, or the one you could refer.
See the soul, whom slowly he tortures.
Is the light, or the darkness, the path he'd prefer?

Look again, and speak of what you fear.
The thoughts that breaks you into a child; and into tears.
Look again, and think before you speak.
Before your words spears through the weak.

The truth stands before you,
But to accept, or to risk, is not of what he would do.
The truth stands for the dummies,
The dummies speaks of nothing but philosophies.

The cold war, won by morons.
And death brought upon the fallen, to move on.
The next stage in life,
Where we all shall be..


I received this actually on my birthday, but I wasn't in Penang to collect it. When I took both of them out from the plastic, the metal surface crumbled into dust. Literally.

Especially the right pedal. To my surprise, my mum said that my uncle gave me a drum bass pedal, which I have to completely agree up to this point, or I would be acting too smart or abusing my knowledge regarding music or should study more about music because I am not a professional musician of sort.


I have to agree with that. The part that says that I'm not a professional musician of some sort.

Now to the next bass drum pedal, it's heavy, not made out of plastic but metal, and it's a little bit cranky as some bits and pieces of it broke, so you can't rock it a little bit too hard. Literally, it will break. It's more to like a .. talkbox-pedal. I can't call it a wah-wah pedal because I doubt it'll go wah-wah like many other pedals. In fact, there is a switch that says yoy-yoy and bow-wow. Thing is, how is that supposed to sound? Or what am I supposed to call this thing?

Yoy-yoy/Bow-wow pedal, lah.

These things came from the mid-1960s till the 1970s looking at its age and the way it is designed. In fact, I wouldn't know how it really works until I get back to KL because my rig is there.

What will be more interesting would be that..these two pedals does not have any .. adaptors to it. Nor are they any battery slots to put in the usual 9v batteries like many other modern pedals.

I don't know if these pedals are for show, or for real. But I'll find out probably when I get back home, if it doesn't rust to bits and pieces, of course.

If it works, I guess I don't need to save up for a wah-wah pedal, I suppose?

.. Cool!

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Be Specific.

My mum woke me up today, and I usually take time to unwind and get myself prepared. It's a common lifestyle in KL, anyway. I just wake up, slack off a bit, then head straight for work or college or whatever it is I'm supposed to do.

So as I arrived late to help my mum out in some weird place, I called her up..

Her: "Hello?"
Me: "Hi Mum. What's the unit's block?"
Her: "...."

... 30 seconds later..

Her: "You know ah, I struggled by myself ah, and you know ah, the contractors were not so helpful, you know. So ah, I had to do everything by myself, and it's too late for you to help me out already lah"

Too late for me to help you out?

... Ok LAH!

*pressed on the end call button

She called back right after that.

Me: "Hello?"
Her: "It's xx-xx."

Then right after that, came the nagging spree! Penang to me, is the city that never sleeps. Only because I always get nagged till next eternity or something. And well, yup. I got it again.

It's funny that you have to be a total jerk and asshole to get the right answers. Notice that I only got the answer to my question after I shut the phone.

In Starbucks, we've got 5 cards to present to partners depending on their performance.

Be Welcoming
Be Considerate
Be Involved
Be Knowledgable
Be Genuine

I present my mum the 6th "Be" card. Which is... Be Specific. She had finally done it!

I Have A Dream..

.. A song to sing..

I don't know what's going on in KL at the moment, but one thing's for sure. I'm staying back in Ikano.

I suspect next week's a busy week, and with its current condition, it would be not wise to be elsewhere.

Then again, everybody needs everyone, if you get what I'm saying.

Too bad I'm not 'everyone', or I would've helped everybody.

Back in Ikano probably on .. Tuesday? I can't seem to confirm my schedule here in KL because of family stuff.

The same ol' nonsensical stuff, yup.


Tuesday, December 2, 2008

I'm Not That Mean!

At least I came home empty handed. For the first time coming home from KL, I got my mum something.

Well, it's cheap since I could get discounts or something off Starbucks, but she likes to keep a lot of powdered stuff around the house.

So by using my intensive & learnt knowledge regarding coffees, I got her something that protects beans from oxygen, light, moisture and heat.

.. Hahahahahahahaha.

Hohoho ..

Being Home.

.. Feels kind of empty.

But still remembering entering the roads of Penang, when I screened down the windows, smelling that horrid stench in the air..

.. Just put a big smile on my face.

I'm actually happy to be in a smaller town, with crazy bus drivers, speeding motorcyclists, 30kmph average speed on the roads, and your friends living just 10 blocks away from you, so on and so forth.

I just settled my ordering for my contact lenses, and visited my high school. Everybody there was happy to see on how I presented myself, because they knew how I was back in high school.

Nothing to be proud of, really, but they saw I became more responsible as a person?

Kind of cool seeing those who once taught you when you were forced to wear school uniforms.

Happy times, happy times..

.. Seriously happy times.




Monday, December 1, 2008

Passionate Flames.

Petrol, road tar, burnt rubber, a lot of wind, and ..

.. a lot of fun.

Penang, here I come...

............!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAAHHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA

YESSSS. I'm finally driving back..not to work, not to do other events, not to rush around places, but I'm driving back for my own pleasure. Woohoo!!!!

I Got Tagged.

Now, I would get really lazy to tag others, so please tag yourself, thankius.

I can't seem to copy and paste.. So I guess I'll have to type out the questions. Urgh.

1. Who is your all-time inspiration?
Everybody. As long as they're unique in their own ways in whatever they do, and manage to budge me to learn what they do, I suppose they're part of my inspiration. If a drum professor can be inspired by his students when he's already a drum professor, what say you?

2. What am I feeling now?

3. If you were to be stranded on a deserted island, who are the 3 blog buddies you would take with you? Why?
Hmm. Good question.

4. Where is the place you would want to go the most?
The land of eternal time signature changes and musically beautiful.

5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?
To be a person with many masks.

6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?
I believe in seeing light after darkness.

7. What are you afraid to lose the most now?
My mind.

8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?
Save it up. Then spend it some time in the future.

9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?

10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.
Spontaneous, witty and determined.

11. What are the requirements you wish from your other half.
Good hugging skills. Lol. I've got no requirements. Even if I do, it would change from time to time. Not to say I'm adventurous, but I'd accept an individual for who they are even if they're good or bad. That's what love is to me, I guess?

12. Which type of people do you hate the most?
The weird species.

13. What is your ambition.
I've got no idea.

14. If you have faults, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?
Point it out. That's when you learn on the spot.

15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?

16. Are you a shopaholic or not?

17. Describe yourself
Indecisive, experimental and curious.

18. If you have a chance. Which part of your character you would like to change?
The part that has a bad temper.

19. what is the worst thing that had happened to you?
Nothing. Even if I had a rough childhood, several breakups, accidents, getting lost somewhere in Penang or KL, meeting bad people, changing myself, it all leads to building my character, and I think it's quite fruitful after an amount of time.

20. If you had to make 3 wishes on the spot right now, what would they be?
1) To be a better musician.
2) To be a better person.
3) To suffer from less insomnia.

To tag:


Final EOM.

Goodbye Ikano.

For 7 months, I was based in that store. Of course, I did hop from store to store to see how was the Starbucks culture. From then, I realised about market segments depending on the store's location.

Ikano was just perfect.

But too bad it changed.

Too bad.

I don't know where I'm going next.

But one thing's for sure. I got news from my Store Manager that I received some nomination for this Spirit of Starbucks Award. The coolest thing is not about the award, but the process about getting the award. My Store Manager approached several partners and managers in the store, and asked if I should be nominated. Even if she didn't ask, they nominated me.

I don't know what is this Spirit of Starbucks Award as I'm still new, only working under this company for a total of 8 months now, entering December (!!!!) ..

What's cool is that I never expected to be nominated; nor would I get such compliments from my partners because.. Personally, I don't think I've ever achieved certain standards in the Starbucks working environment. I know I'm a pain in the ass at times, but it's really nice of them to state my name regarding this.

I am truly honoured working with my partners.

Or at least that I got the chance to work with them.

I've been a performer or entertainer for about 2 years since 2005. 2008 was a halt for me, so the last I entertained people would be in 2007. And as an entertainer, we are completely hopeless species or beings if it wasn't for our fans; the people who watches us, the people who supports us, and the people who likes us for the stuff we play on stage.

Previously, in a band, we practiced and coordinated our nuts off just to pull off an average show. But by doing so, we've earned the ears of some people, and made them followers.

I never aimed for fame. I just wanted to share my music and knowledge with others.

And at work, I also share what I know with others. If I don't know where I stand, I would ask. If I know where I stand, that's another case. If I can help with what I've learnt with the managers and provide my service, I would. If I know there's a way I can help to improve the store, I will gladly do so. Just because I don't mind.

Now, here's a link to see what this Spirit of Starbucks Award thing is all about.

"Examples of actions and behaviors that Spirit of Starbucks Awards have been presented for:
• Job performance that produces results far exceeding expectations.
• Organization of a successful event or activity that contributes to the community.
• Achievements in the area of diversity and environment.
• Suggestion of a process, product or procedure outside of a partner’s immediate area of work resulting in increased savings, sales or productivity."

Cool. I don't know what I've done exceeding expectations, but it would be cool to know of my reasons and capabilities as I've never intended to perform them. They came in naturally.

I have to admit, that I would not be the barista that I am today if it wasn't for the people I've worked with in Ikano so far. These would be the people who had taught me proper knowledge and how it is to make a working environment fun, which is the main motivation for us to work like mad just about everyday;
  • Nazmi
  • Nik Azrin
  • Jean
  • Fery Ichsan
  • Siti Aisyah Binti Mokhtar
  • Mohd Shahrin
  • Sharimaniza (Nana)
  • Farina Elaina
  • Khristabelle Adelaide

And those who introduced me to the Starbucks Experience, through classes:
  • Adi Fisfaisal
  • Alvin Tham
Mostly, it goes to Fery for creating the ultimate Starbucks Experience through working constant closing shifts. In fact, he tossed me to other places such as Borders in The Curve and the happening store in The Curve itself to learn about different markets and how it is like to work there.

From there, I also learnt many things; like productivity and work skills.

I thank all of you for being my mentor.

Other than that, partners who I have worked with which made things fun, I thank you for making a better environment for all of us.

Well. That's it from me. The trip to Penang shall begin after ... I wake up. Hohohoho..

My sleep shall prepare me..

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Taking It Another Level Higher.

Since I'll be a little bit free for a month plus, I managed to find some time to squeeze in a programme into my laptop. It's called Guitar Pro. And yes, I'm a little bit late because this programme's been out for centuries already. Just that I haven't got the time to really mess around with it.

For those who wants to learn, I guess this is one hell of a programme.

In fact. It showed me gold:

And guess what? When I saw that, my eyeballs retracted into my skull.

Dream Theater's very scary, by the way.

7/16? 9/11? huh?

I'm lost. Haha


I'm up.

I'm actually awake.

It's one of those nights where I can't sleep although I'm extremely exhausted.

So I'm up now.

And I'm doing my laundry.

Wonderful. I'm bored out of my mind.

I Did My Time!

Finally. The semester ended.

I learnt a lesson. The most stupidest subject turned out to be the one that stumped us all. I'm not sure if it stumped the smart ones in the class, but it definitely got me.

Like seriously. First time in my entire life, I never felt so pressured before. I faced more serious deadlines compared to this assignment I considered as child's play. But I was wrong in so many ways.

Although it was a semi-opened book sort of thing, but you have got to have the brains to overlook and think outside of the box.

Thank goodness I come up with all sort of nonsense to get me through.

Although I did get my answers all written down after a computerised account, but that doesn't mean my answers are going to telly with the examiners. I've seen others doing worse than me, and I feel their pain.

I really have to admit that this wasn't easy at all. It took great knowledge as this is our first time doing accounts based on a programme.

Thank goodness the nightmare's over. And to think, I was literally shaking my legs until this day had come.

Here's a secret; I admitted that I didn't need to study. But it was the written test before that which warmed things up. Making me realise a lot of things I never realised that prepared me for the external test.

My goodness.

I was rather traumatised right after the exam. It was at that point where I felt tensed, and I needed a smoke out of no reason. Would be kind of stupid to start smoking because of an exam, and I nearly broke down.

I did, but I think nobody heard. Haha.

It's all over now. Phew. The rest of the subjects weren't hard. Like usual, the ones I thought was easy, turned out tough whereas the hard ones were easy.

I suppose it's a human psychological thing. Maybe the subjects I did were too easy and I paid less attention to them, whereas the hard ones were the ones I didn't have much confidence in, and paid more attention to them?

*scratches head*

English is hard. I will improve by tomorrow because I think English is hard.

Well, a day well spent. A lesson well learnt.

So it's back to the musical retreat.

Oh happy days..

Friday, November 28, 2008

Flu For Finals.

I thought flu wasn't so bad.

But then again, when it really hits you.

It gets kind of bumpy, the whole examination.


I hope I don't get marks deducted for stains on the paper. LOL

Last subject...cepat laaaaa.

Pelan Terbaik.

My finals are starting in about 20 minutes, and so far, I have..

  • Went online after I woke up.
  • Stayed online.
  • Left for Ikea.
  • Ended up in Starbucks.
  • Ended up working for 45 minutes.
  • Walked to the car.
  • Had happy moments driving XD
  • Looked for a parking lot in KDU.
  • Went for lunch.
  • Had lunch.
  • Paid for lunch.
  • Was kind of thirsty.
  • Walked back.
  • Entered the computer lab.
  • And this blog.

Wonderful, right?

Pelan terbaik, giler.

10 more minute to my 5 hour madness.. hahahahahahaha..

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Me Finals Are..

.Nearly over!


*munches on ice cream*

I just can't help myself.
I'm feeling like I'm going out of my head..
Tear my heart into two.
I'm not the one the sleeper thought he knew..


Awaken by time,
Death by thoughts.
Cursed by living,
Bleed to spout.

Awaken by vision,
Death by memories.
Procrastination delays,
Knife in hand, bleed!

Sudden stop,
Guess the next step.
Tears withstood,
Pain, trapt.

The flower in your hand,
Wilts during the presence of the aura.
Something inexistent,
Something's that not meant to be.

Home, is not where I will be.
The vessel where I shall sleep..

4 more days,
Thou shan't see me.


I did my time and I want out
So effusive - Fade - It doesn't cut
The soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning - The sickening
Packaging subversion
Pseudo sacrosanct perversion
Go drill your deserts - Go dig your graves
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save
Sinking in - getting smaller again
I'm Done! It has begun - I'm not the only one!

And the rain will kill us all...
We throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me


There are cracks in the road we laid
But where the temple fell
The secrets have gone mad
This is nothing new, but when we killed it all
The hate was all we had
Who needs another mess?
We could start over
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong
Now theres only emptiness
Vernomus insipid,
I think we're done - I'm not the only one!

And the rain will kill us all...
We throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me


Fake anti- Fascist lie
I tried to tell you but
Your purple hearts are giving out
Can't stop a killing idea
If it's hunting season
Is this what you want?
I'm not the only one!

And the rain will kill us all...
We throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me

And the rain will kill us all...
We throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me

The limit's of the dead...

Ever felt like giving up on everything due to tension?

It's like shit, honestly.

I Get..

.. Thoughts like these at the wrong time, when I should be sleeping, honestly.

Butthen again, I've thought about things.

A lot of things.

1) I'm an arrogant bastard.
I don't help people out. In fact, I like not helping people out. I don't help those that I don't know because you never know what are their true intentions. If you were to give money to kids strolling about selling their cheap calanders; think about it. Where do they get their 'cheap' calanders from? If you want to help someone else, as him or her to sit beside you, and offer them something to eat. I help those I know, yet even if I know who you are, I still evaluate what your activities outside of what we do. Who knows, I'm lending you RM100 just because you need to pay someone else you've borrowed RM100 back without me knowing.

2) mglacius isn't mglacius at all.
I planned to structure this blog to be the ultimate journey for my musical experience and discovery since knowledge doesn't come cheap or free these days. Minor contribution to the community may change the mentality of others at times. In fact, the 'm' in mglacius stands for music, yet I failed to construct that blog.

Therefore, I think I shall start a sub-account under blogger. Haha

3) People come, people go.
'Nuff said. As we get older, we tend to forget who had helped us in the past. Best part is, you don't even bother to return the favour.

4) Egoistic species of people.
If you were a African zebra and attacked an American zebra, go ahead. If you were a stray dog from Jalan Ipoh and would like to beat the crap out from another dog from Jalan Penang, go ahead. But if you were a person who doesn't even bother to share information or knowledge regardless of the subject/work you are doing or taking, then why bother being human in the first place? After all, all of us are humans, and I think it would be nice of us to actually help each other out regardless if we work slave under the same company. If 5 sen means "this coin is worth 5 cents of value", don't say that 5 sen means "this coin is worth 100 cents of value". Illogical and immature, right?

5) Don't argue about procedures.
I hate it when people talk about procedures and mention how dumb procedures are. Procedures are dumb, true. Be a kind person and create your own Theorem Pythogoras thing. See if you can pull it through, and make sure it works. The main reason why procedures exists, is because that you have a basic guideline to follow. So that you don't spend the first 10 years of your life trying to figure out what is "1 + 1". If 1 + 1 = 2, go with the flow. People like to be spoonfed at times. Wouldn't you like that too?

6) Life isn't a bed of roses.
Don't expect that everytime you fall, you're going to land in a bunch of goose feathers. Here's a fact. I ate all the geese in this world and made sure they're marked as an endangered species. So when you fall, make sure you fall flat on your face, but have a first aid kit beside you and make sure you know how to use it. Let an immatured mind that was stuck back in 1997 tell you something that was rather 'famous' during the PSX era;

"What has past, is now the past"

I sepak you if you cry, tau.

7) Maddox is NOT Angelina Jolie's son.
In fact, he is the best philosopher to ever rule upon this planet.

8) Be less materialistic, people.
So that others are able to make a shirt look good, and be bought by others, instead of those who has the cash to buy it.

9) I am sleepy.
Because I made no sense at point no. 8.

10) Starbucks is not Coffee Bean, and vice versa.
It's funny how customers get confused between Starbucks and Coffee Bean are the same. We wear the green apron, they wear the black apron. We wear colourful shirts (at times) for our promotional events, whereas Coffee Bean is black. It's like getting a bicycle and a motorcycle mixed up.

Ku letak kepala otak hang kat exhaust moto, then ko tau apa tu exhaust dgn bagaimana dia dipanaskan oleh engine kat moto.

11) I love hi-bye friends. And I love friends that acts like your friend.
They make you feel special in many ways. Like how prostitutes say that they love you.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

1st Day of Finals

And thank goodness my handwriting wasn't as bad as it turned out to be, actually.

It was supposed to just to tick my lecturer off and deliberately lose some marks, but that didn't happen.

Instead, most of us didn't know how to do the final question as it was some balance sheet after the manufacturing account. Just that we weren't prepared for the capital & drawing or whatsoever nonsense that came out in Financial Accounting 1.

Oh well.

But when that happened, I had a backup plan.

I left a credit card number with the secret 3 digit with a note written that she can use that number as long as I get an A for this subject and get full marks for the final question that we all didn't know how to do.

Crazy or what. Takkan lecturers start accepting Visa or MasterCards, right?

Work today was rather interesting. Slow, yet restless. First time in my entire 7 months of Starbucks Experience, I was lazy. But I finished up everything and chilled when the clock striked 10.40pm.

Oh well.

Tomorrow's another day.

Day after tomorrow, Commercial Law and MA2. Mampos la aku.. hoho

Tuesday, November 25, 2008


And the rain will kill us all...
We throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me

Commercialised, but.. tis yummy for a Nu-Metal band.. hohoho..

I Am Failing Tomorrow.

The only reason why I'm going to fail FA2 is because that I've been going through so many accounting questions, and I think I'm going to fail is because of my handwriting.

Let me give you an example based on any teacher/lecturer's laziness:
IF you were to write a long essay (lets say the word limit is 350, but you wrote 9000 words) with beautiful handwriting, you will get marks for your points, and points deducted for stupid points.

But if you were to write a long essay (same as above) with shitty handwriting, you'll get marks for your points, points deducted for stupid points, and more points deducted if you were to scribble that looks something like this:


Which makes no absolute sense at all. It could also mean, "hello, your husband's gay and that's why you haven't been getting some lately!"

I always had bad handwriting.

I hope it doesn't cause me marks to go down the drain by tomorrow.

Ok, my mini-break's done. Time to get back to the 2nd final section of this stupid subject.

PS. The last line is suppose to state "Income Statement" and the few lines before wasn't supposed to be an arrow stating "WIP" either.

Monday, November 24, 2008

As I Am.

Tell me what's in
Tell me how to write
Don't tell me how to win
This fight
Isn't your life
It isn't your right
To take the only thing that's

Proven over time
It is over your head
Don't try to read between the
Are clearly defined
"Never lose sight of
Something you believe in"

Taking in the view from the outside
Feeling like the underdog
Watching through the window I'm on the outside
Living like the underdog

I've been trying to justify you
In the end I will just defy you

To those who understand, I extend my hand
To the doubtful I demand, take me as I am
Not under your command, I know where I stand
I won't change to fit your plan, Take me as I am

As I am

Running uphill
Swimming against the current
I wish I weren't so
Feels like I'm stuck
Lost in a sea of mediocrity

Slow down,
You're thinking too much
Where is your soul?
You cannot touch
The way I
Or tell me what to say
You're in the way
Of all that I believe in

Taking in the view from the outside
Feeling like the underdog
Watching through the window I'm on the outside
Living like the underdog
I've been wasting my breath on you
Open minds will descend upon you

To those who understand, I extend my hand
To the doubtful I demand, take me as I am
Not under your command, I know where I stand
I won't change to fit your plan, take me as I am

To those who understand, I extend my hand
To the doubtful I demand, take me as I am
Not under your command, I know where I stand
I won't change to fit your plan, take me as I am

As I am


As I am

13 Hours of Darkness.

Finally, I managed to get somewhat adequate sleep.

After all, I only slept for 4 (2 + 2 sort of naps) hours yesterday, and after work, I had some sort of a group study at Starbucks SS2.

I only depended on overdosages of coffee to keep me awake throughout the whole time, until I got home where I felt my body finally giving in and everytime I found a comfortable way to sit or lay down, my eyes would just shut.

Problem about caffeine is that your mind gets tired, but your body still moves about. Like steroids, numsayin?

I woke up twice during my sleep as my ex-manager and my friend called me. Hoho. I got a 'morning surprise', and boy, it was really sweet of her to do what she had done.

I'm here at Starbucks Ikano on me off day because of my internet connection at home being retarded. I'll be studying here until I feel like going home. And I've got no idea why, the police traffic counter is down at the Curve. I still have another police ticket to settle since a few days ago.


Also, while waiting for my friend who popped by at me place, I found myself at the sidewalk, singing to Dream Theater's song to warm up my vocals for no reason?


Bubble tea. Reminds me of Uglymen's song.

So to celebrate today and the beginning of my journey for me finals, I shall post up the songs for the heck of it. hohoho.

May you all have a blessed Monday. Hoho..

Countdown to Penang: 1 week.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Puncak Stress.

Mampos la aku.

Suatu Hari Di Setarbucks Ikano.

Partner-partner aku dah mengediscoverkan kek baru.

Kek ini dinamai .. Rocky Road Ikano.

Ground Espresso Beans from Verismo Espresso Machine.
Bar Mocha Sauce
Bar Mocha Sauce & Whipped Cream
Wet Whipped Cream
Dry Whipped Cream
Budak2 nakal.

The making of the Mocha Fudge Cake.

The feeding of the Mocha Fudge Cake.. Hohoho..

Mocha Fudge Cake konon .. Wahahahahahaha.. giler degil

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Tick, Tock, Tock, Tock..

Tick, Tock, Tock, Tock.
Tick, Tock, Tock, Tock.
Tick, Tock, Tock, Tock.
Tick, Tock, Tock.

Tick, Tock, Tock, Tock.
Tick, Tock, Tock.
Tick, Tock, Tock, Tock, Tock.
Tick, Tock, Tock, Tock.
Tick, Tock.



Thursday, November 20, 2008

Hearing Someone Else's Pain.

.. Makes me realise that I've got a problem-free life.

Also, makes me realise about how much I can really care about others.

I have a feeling that I'm going to regret my future decision.

Come, December.

I ain't going to let something foolish and idiotic bring my spirits down.

Or maybe I'll just resign and be the irresponsible and happy-go-lucky person I once was.

Losing Time / Grand Finale.

Soon, whatever I've learnt to assist, and to perform quickly shall not be put to the ultimate test.

In other words, 7 months of learning such independent talent will be put to a hold without it being used. At all.

I can feel it now.

The store I grew with for 7 months, the people I've met, worked with, and trained.

A few weeks ago, I tried to tolerate, but not long ago, I started giving up.

Now I know how it's like to leave the place you grew up, for the better.

All will be put to a halt, after an immature decision.

It's going to be isolated as hell, but I don't think I have much of a choice.

I never reigned in the first place. So I shall provide my services to someone who requires it, like usual.

Countdown till my last day in Ikano.. I will be back; if things were to be the same..


... Hahaha...

It's going to be far away from Ikano, so I'll understand eventually if you can't go a bit further to where I'm at..


Monday, November 17, 2008

Take A Step.

And you'll know what's right for you.
It's a lot better to move at a constant rate,
Rather than to stand still.

Of what you need, and what you want.
Set a vision that you'd wish to see.
Set a goal, of who you want to be.

What is the condition?
Is your decision better off now, or an hour later?
Because it only takes a second to end a another life.

If your pace was set for a certain level,
Push yourself further,
But before the blood vessels pop.

To yourself, and others of what you want to do.
For it could be a reminder towards yourself,
To push yourself to what you want.

I noticed that sometimes, it doesn't take the people around you to move towards a goal, but it takes personal initiative to make things happen.

Besides, nobody knows what's best, so why not contribute what you know, and have a team move forth with what you think; and what they have in mind.

And On Another Note;

I suggest most musicians to read up the Circle of Fifths; a Theorem originally constructed by Pythagoras (Theorem Pitagoras in BM for Maths in Secondary School).

What's interesting is that Pythagoras always enjoyed playing around with triangles and circles with a lot of mathematical equations, etc.

Later did I know that he made a theorem regarding the fifths of notes that revolved back and forth to remember what sort of notes involves what sort of sharp or natural minor notes in a certain scale.

Of course, this would be somewhat useless if you were advance into modes and modal progressions, which is on an entirely higher level compared to what they're supposed to do.

I always knew that music had something to do with Maths, that's why I suggested to my students in Penang to brush up their Maths in order to play the guitar right.

Because the guitar isn't like the keyboard; On the keyboard, such as the E - F, and B - C notes, they're semitones away without a sharp or a flat, whereas the rest of it are tossed in with a shitload of black keys - which are the sharpened/flattened note of the note before/after the black keys.

As for the guitars; every fret is a semi-tone. So.. You don't really give a shit because scales can be either remembered in a theorical sense, or do it like many of us do; remember it in terms of structural patterns.

The basic structure (Best written in Courier and via tabs):

CMaj / Amin scale


Starting from the low E string, consisting of A, B, C
A String, consisting of D, E, F
D String, consisting of G, A (minor root octave)
G String, consisting of B, C (Major root octave), D
B String, consisting of E, F, G
High e string, consisting of A, B, C

Due to the standard tuning, the positioning for the low and the high E string stays the same, just that they're 2 octaves apart.

Believe it or not. That was the only pattern that I flipped through my scales & modes book (which I lost, by the way) that costed me RM38 in 2004, and I've ventured into so many other scales, modes, and patterns.

Since everything's about maths, patters, and finger positions that determines an octave, using the guitar to lay down a series of scales is the fastest way to catch up with plenty of songs in different keys, since it's all about 'transcomposing' the position where you begin from the root keys.

Have a look again; the (x) and [x] have a different role in the scale. The (x) values are the prime/unison note of the minor key; whereas the [x] represents that the scale works as the prime/unison note of the major key.

Meaning the scale above fits for both Am and CMaj key-based songs.

That's just basics.

I've got no idea why I wrote all that nonsense out, but heck, it's something that many poeple would love to read and try and understand regarding how the scale works.

Also, for this scale, if you're interested in Modal changes, then guess what, here's brief summary of theorical nonsense:

The Cmaj scale is a mode for:
  • D Dorian Mode (more onto the minor-based)
  • E Phrygian (more onto the minor-based)
  • F Lydian (more onto the Major-based)
  • G Mixolydian (more onto the Major-based)
  • B Locrian (Not entirely too sure)
Now, I can't remember names and all as I had to refer to a book regarding this, but positioning and all are always fixed if you know where to hop to.

That's from the theorical aspect. But if you were to play about with positionings, using the Fmaj as an example, but trying to find out which note is the gateway to allow you to change to its corresponding mode..

The Fmaj scale:


The notes would be:
E string - F (Major root), G, A
A string - Bb, C, D (minor root)
D string - E, F (Major root), G
G string - A, Bb, C
B string - D (minor root), E, F (Major root)
e string - G, A, Bb

Theorically, if you were to play a Lydian mode, books would tell you that you should sharpen the 4th note from the unison note in this scale (which is F, so count 3 notes after F would be Bb). Therefore, instead of playing a Bb, you should be playing a B in this mode, eliminating the flattened B note, and changing the mode as a "natural" scale - where it does not have any sharps or flats.

Sounds familiar? The natural scale to most theorists would be the Aminor / CMajor scale.

Now, in my eyes, I don't remember the whole sharpen-the-4th-note-in-the-scale. usually, when I end up playing common Dorian modes to achieve an uncommon common blues-y sound, I just remember what is the scale pattern that I can relate to; to remember things through patterns just makes progression a little bit quicker instead of thinking of..

.. Remember to sharpern the 4th note in this scale. Wait a minute. The 4th note in an FMaj scale would be.. F ... G.... A.... Bb. Oh! It's Bb!

By that time, the spotlight's off you, and it goes back to the whole band.

Here's the secret. Every note in a scale is a possible mode for that key that you're playing in. Using the FMaj scale, and playing a Major chord, requires the usual 1-3-5 notes to strike a chord.

F G A Bb C D E F
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8

Therefore, the notes that structures a FMaj chord would be F, A and C.

Now, if you were to use the A, and play the Aminor scale according to what I've done above, notice that the B note is natural in that scale.

Automatically, by playing an Aminor scale in an Fmaj-based song, you're already playing a different mode.

But instead of thinking that it is "the Aminor scale", because you're playing in a song that started with an F chord of some sort (probably Faug4), you'll have to refer to the Am scale as a mode - for the F scale, therefore making it the F Lydian Mode.

But remember, modes are best accompanied when the chords complements the mode you're playing in.

So, back to the whole modal-progression. What if you were to play a song in Aminor, but you're playing a sharpened 6th note? If you were to play an Aminor scale, I'm sure you've understood that it has the natural notes, but if the 6th note (F) were to be sharpened, it'll be an F#.

Therefore, it'll leave you to that point where you're actually playing an Eminor / GMajor scale, over an Aminor key or chord progression.

So how's that again from patterns and shortcuts?

Notice that there is an E note in the Aminor, and it's the perfect 5th note from A, so use the E note as the root minor note, and start playing the whole pattern you've saw above when I first explained regarding the Cmaj scale, but shifting it up to the open string / 12th fret, so you'll be playing an Eminor / Gmajor scale.

Like the whole F Lydian mode example, you're playing an Eminor scale over an Aminor key or chord progression.

At this point, don't think you're playing in an Eminor scale, but you're playing the Aminor Dorian Mode.

And shortcuts, to experiment with them would be interesting, so I've explained 2 different examples in detail.

The rest of the modes are just about the same for 7-toned scales. If you're looking at diminished scales, that's a whole different story.

Now, for me to get my fingers running up that guitar neck. Hohoho..

One Last Thing.

Most of you know that I hate chopping my hair off, but oits, I got kantoi'd when I went to HQ about 2 days ago and met my cousin, who's under the Learning & Development Department.

In fact, when she greeted me, she was playing with me mullet.


So I had no choice since people would know that I've got long hair, plus with the next month coming up, I've got a series of events to attend under Starbucks, if it's all approved (I hope?).


From this..

To ... This:

.. Where my ex-supervisor couldn't even recognise me when we were closing the store.
.. Where my store manager said that I turn her on (WTF LMFAO LOLOLOLOLOL)
.. Where I think I look fatter without the mullet.
.. Where I think that I look weird at times at work.

Oh well. I suppose I should shave bald one day, or be like the typical 1980s Rock Star; long, permed, glossy hair.


Goodnight Malaysia. Hello guitars!

For This Week..

.. I shall study, work, and seperate time to visit the gym. I believe I'm gaining or losing weight, so I'd rather keep it at a constant rate, since it is very unhealthy and abnormal for such things to happen.

After all, I'd better have my priorities right again. I can't entirely focus on my music if I have too many things, therefore, I shall set a time for that alone.

Work today was interesting. I decided not to be an asshole and just get everything over and done with. Surprisingly, the world's getting smaller. I saw a friend's friend in Starbucks Ikano, and ANOTHER friend's friend in Starbucks Ikano.. I only said hello to one of them today.

Makes me miss the good old days when I see them. Oddest thing is that I see my friends through them. One of them, who's the ex-drummer for Six String Samurais, Joshua Tan, is currently in US furthering his studies in.. Psychology, I think? After a great hu-hah regarding sound engineering and other weird things, he's doing psychology, I think? I met this friend of his somewhere about this year; when I go to the gym daily.

Blaaaaah. Now my muscles are covered with this layer of...


What do you call it?

Oh yeah. FATS.


The other would be the smartass Sarah Sulaiman Ch'ng. Now we exchange coffee knowledge over the net. Or I'm the one teaching her, kot.


Well, besides that, nothing much happened. Just that the schedule for me this week is considerable, just that it's against the shift that I requested for..

Oh well.

Shit happens.

Guess y'all see me dancing about the store after 5.30pm daily. Except for Friday until Sunday..

Oh my goodness. Closing shifts again. Wrong week, dude. Hohoho..

Sunday, November 16, 2008

It's First Impression.

Usually, 90% of mankind would be affected by the first thing that happens in the morning. They would usually go to school, college, or their workplace with a fucked up face, and everybody knows about it after you tell them about what happened.

It could vary. Literally:

  • By simply from falling on the wrong side of bed by accident.
  • Or that you got a police ticket for illegal parking.
  • Found out when you've got no girlfriend to have humping moments with.
  • When someone sets your door on fire, steals your boxers, and you have two freaking eggs clunking each other when you have to move about.
  • Steals your money in obvious ways and you know who did it.
  • Receiving bad news through a morning call
  • And so on.
I received a call that I was ignoring mainly because I was sleeping and I didn't hear shit, and I got scolded for that.

I got to the call, it was my mum, told her on how to resize pictures; which seemed an eternity, and I'll be expecting more calls from her because I can bet my best boxers that she'll forget how to resize them pictures.

Like what the fuck man. It's just resizing pictures -.-

Then she got to the issue without any sincerity and went with the whole "this is what happens when you all do my work for me without myself learning how to do it. Always giving instructions and not teaching me how to do it" sort of nonsense.

Uh. Hello?

I remember before I left, I thought you countless times on how to resize those damned pictures through instructions. To have someone to teach you beside in terms of watching the damned mouse on where it fucking clicks, I think it'll fucking help better.

Personally, I think it WILL fucking help better.

Until I got nagged that I always gave fucked up instructions, then what do you explain me explaining whatever it is on the phone for you to resize them damned pictures? What do you expect me to do? Use a Bluetooth mouse to connect to a laptop 384km away and assist you?

mampos gi la ko.

Aren't those instructions?

Conclusion: I think you're better off with phone conversations. So next time, I'll Skype you the methods on how to do it when I'm in my room and you're in the living room.

Puki. What a happy fucking Sunday. Leyma

My Progressive Thoughts.

I can't seem to stop thinking about what's going to happen, and how long more am I supposed to budget myself to wait, etc.

I only depend on music to take my life forward instead of the other way around. It's a good thing; at least I won't regret the stuff that I've done.

But then again, I was thinking; if I have no absolute importance or motivation in the lives of others, why bother existing in the first place?

After all, I only make others worried or pissed off.

Not happy.

So why do I even bother at times?

Let's just smoke another day away.

We'll Meet Again, My Friend..

.. Some day soon..

It's been 2 days in a row that I came back at 4am in the morning, and I won't be sleeping until 6am at least due to my laundry. It's interesting how working at odd shift hours can be.

Reminds me of the good old days, but not entirely everything.

Now everything has changed, and more changes will be done during the beginning of December, I wouldn't know what to do, plan, or to stay.

Not entirely lost, but it's the thought of getting the job done regardless the matter.

It's an interesting thought, and mentality; like a body that moves from one place to another without a mind.

But I've got no choice at times. After all, I'm just waiting for the days, weeks and months to pass. So, until then, I'll just do whatever I feel like doing as long as I've sorted out my priorities.

I admit I don't have a life. But who cares? If you do, that's good, because I don't. Hohohoho..

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Keep Your Head Up.

No matter what happens, it's the next day you'll have to face.

So why bother complaining about what you've been through, and prepare for what's coming up next and try to avoid any inconvenience.

I've learnt how to smile again,
I've learnt how to create music with odd yet satisfying ideas,
I've learnt how to plan and manage even better,
I've learnt how to think out of the box and face more in class and subjects,
I've learnt how to face professionalism and how to be open to the criticism of others.

Lastly, I've learnt that you have to go back to the basics to excel amongst the rest.

Randomly, I swapped a book off the shelf in Popular today. It's Music Theories for Dummies. The book costs shit expensive, and hell is the first chapter boring, because it's all about them taugeh ji again, but I've got no choice if I want to further more in whatever I'm doing, regardless if I need not refer to music scores.

Most importantly, I've learnt that I can't be alone. I take back the words I once said, because there were people behind me always.

There's always you behind me, pushing without me noticing.

Goodnight, everybody. Hohohoho..

Friday, November 14, 2008

Easier Thought.

What's easier is that I'll just be a musician at heart; yet who I am today on the outside.

Carry me to the shoreline;
Bury me in the sand.
Walk me across the water,
And maybe you'll understand..

Just A Piece Of My Mind.

I was thinking of the people I was once with. The past relationships I had, and the people I once shared my love with.

Now that I've grown up, I don't know if I was being myself, or was I just sharing my joy of living with those special ones.

I guess I'm finally feeling unappreciated after years.

Or maybe it was just a short term thing.

It makes me wonder what if I were to be with the ones that I had to pick over the ones that I was with; and what would happen?

It's like. You found RM50 on the road, what happened if you returned it to the owner, or what happen if you were to spend it?

It's the same concept, just that it's a little bit far-fetched. You win some, you lose some.

But too bad. Now I know how it is like to be busy, to have a proper schedule. Although I should not be working at the rate I am, but I finally know how it is like to be busy.

To be working, to care for work, and to serve.

And to be lonely.

It's not that I'm thinking too much, or whatever nonsense it is, it's just that..

I go to college, I go straight to work from college, I work, work, work, break (sometimes), wrap up the day, head home, bathe, sleep.

No direct communication to .. anybody, besides the ones at work.

The only thing that keeps me sane would be music. As stupid as it sounds, my life pretty much revolves around it on a major rate.

I've lost my life to achieve a new one.

So how's that?

I wouldn't know myself. I couldn't care less after this post, because I'll just be too busy; like usual.

So, fuck everything. In a good way.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

A Little Bit Late..

Nice... Reminds me of the good old days..

Top 10 Music

Name your top 10 most played bands/ artistes on iTunes (Or Last. FM):

  1. Dream Theater
  2. Jack Johnson
  3. Children of Bodom
  4. Steve Vai
  5. Joe Satriani
  6. Metallica
  7. Eric Johnson
  8. Kelvyn Yeang/Ocean of Fire
  9. COIL
  10. Mario Biondi

What was the first song you ever heard by 6 (Metallica)?
Even though that I admit that the first real song that introduced me to this band would be Nothing Else Matters, but that was in form 3. I remember while I was still in my blue school shorts, I was flipping through MTV, watching these bunch of lion-baboon crossbreeds due to their hairdo, having that funky intro & riffs to Mission Impossible 2 OST's I Disappear. So.. Yup, that was how I knew of Metallica's existence, I suppose.

What is your favorite album of 2 (Jack Johnson)?
I can't start on this one. He does live shows and studio albums real good. Has a very good tone control over his guitar..

What is your favorite lyric that 5 (Joe Satriani) has sung?
These guitar gods who sing, doesn't have really good lyrics, btw..

How many times have you seen 4 (Steve Vai)?

What is your favorite song by 7 (Eric Johnson)?
Manhattan. The live version recorded in 2001. Probably the best shit I've heard from a live album.

What is a good memory you have involving the music of 10 (Mario Biondi)?
Although Starbucks do play jazz in their stores, but Mario's type jazz is the one I favour, I suppose. Reminds me of the good times; of happy couples chilling at a bar, I guess.

Is there a song of 3 (Children of Bodom) that makes you sad?
Nope. Everytime I Die is a very positive negative song.

What is your favorite lyric that 2 (Jack Johnson) has sung?
There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart,
our dreams, and they are made out of real things
like a shoebox of photographs
with sepia-toned loving
Love is the answer
at least for most of the questions in my heart, like
Why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy and
sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together

Mmmm, It's always better when we're together
Yeah we'll look at the stars and we're together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah it's always better when we're together

Lyrics: Jack Johnson - Better Together. It's not about the cheesey-ness of the lyrics, but it's the way he sang it. The style is cute. Melody's simple, and he dribbles most of the time in this song, and the problem is, he can sustain a simple guitar strumming method and goes polyrhythmic with the damned lyrics.

Slow down everyone
You're moving too fast
Frames can't catch you when
You're moving like that

Lyrics: Jack Johnson - Inaudible Melodies. By right, the first line was supposed to be, "Slow down, Bruce; You're moving too fast." but that sounded odd. The main reason was because when Jack Johnson was attending Film class, where how music and film goes together, he was watching Bruce Lee during his first movie shoot and he was way too fast for the cameras. The directors asked him to slow down because he looked like the production team applied super-fake effects on him. Jack Johnson was writing a paper titled "Inaudible Melodies", which was his assignment, but it led him this song. Then he got an extension for his original assignment, but continued on his song and finished it.

How did you get into 3 (Children of Bodom)?
The sound of 32-beat double-bass drums, guitar soloes, inaudible vocals, insanely-quick guitar riffs got me hooked onto them in an instant during the Steve Vai-era of my guitar journey.. Back in 2004, I guess?

What was the first song you heard by 1(Dream Theater)?
As I Am. My friend sent me that song at first, I found it odd because it wasn't a proper song due to its odd timing at the 2nd verse where Mike Portnoy missed out a beat, but got back again. I thought the CD skipped, but it happened all the time.

What is your favorite song by 4 (Steve Vai)?
Tender Surrender. Still one of the best songs out there ever.

How many times have you seen 9 (COIL) live?
Never. They're a Japanese band. And I doubt that they're around together because I only heard of them when they did songs for the Koei's game - Gitaroo Man

What is a good memory you have involving 2 (Jack Johnson)?
Chilling by the beach under a cooling sun?

Is there a song by 8 (Kelvyn Yeang/Ocean of Fire) that makes you sad?
Come on lahhhh, they don't make emo songs now do they? If you want to be technical, fine; it's every song because listening to Kelvyn's stuff on the guitar makes me think why I can't pull off such stuff.

What is your favorite album of 5 (Joe Satriani)?
Super Colossal. It's a proper studio album by Joe Satriani instead of some of his previous stuff that had.. a very bad guitar tone in studios (e.g. Always With Me, Always With You - sounded like a Boss pedal plugged into a Marshall amp with the treble set to 10) and fruity-loop based drums ..?

What is your favorite lyric that 3 (Children of Bodom) has sung?
Another night, another demise
Cadaverous wind blowing cold as ice
I'll let the wind blow out the light
Cause it gets more painful every time I die

Children of Bodom - Everytime I Die.

What is your favorite song of 1 (Dream Theater)?
Instrumedley/The Dance of Eternity. I've been having this strange liking for their 50-minute live song, Six Degrees of Inner Turbulance .. Something conceptual, just that it didn't carry a storyline like the whole Scenes From a Memory stunt.

What is your favorite song of 10 (Mario Biondi)?
Mario Biondi - I'm Her Daddy.

How many times have you seen 7 (Eric Johnson) live?
He comes to Malaysia after what they've done to Joe Satriani?

What is your favorite album of 1 (Dream Theater)?
Scenes From A Memory (1999)

What is a great memory you have considering 9 (COIL) ?
The guitar, and the beginning of this whole musical madness.

What was the first song you heard by 8 (Kelvyn Yeang/Ocean of Fire)?
Spaceman. That was back in 2004, he brought it to class and asked me and YK to listen..hohoho

What is your favorite cover by 5 (Joe Satriani)?
Well, this will have to include the whole G3 gang, which would mean ..Foxey Lady by Jimi Hendrix. Good stuff, yup.

When Someone Trespasses..

The things that I should do; very soon.

While waiting and sucessfully in catching them red handed:
  1. Surprise him that you've been waiting for him.
  2. Shut the door.
  3. Beat the crap out of him with everything in sight.
  4. THEN ask him what he was doing.
  1. Leave the lights off, but the eyes on.
  2. As he enters, these words should be spoken: "Eh, ko tau dalam rumah ni, ada masalah pencuri ke? Bukan orang luar lagi, dow"
  3. Get him out of the room.
  4. Beat the shit out of him with everything in sight.
    PS. Kitchen's the best area because there're plenty of tools there to be used. E.g. dropping a gas canister on his toes.
  5. Interrogate him regarding of his past sins.
  6. Act really shocked if he admits.
  7. Lecture him.
  8. Beat the crap out of him.
  9. Lecture him again.
  10. Beat the crap out of him again.
  1. Repeat step 1 - 5, except for 4.
  2. Make a deal with him that his girlfriend should be raped because the amount of items he had taken valued up to 6 prostitute visits per night at an average price.
  3. Rape the girlfriend - even if he disagrees.
  1. Go straight to his car and smash the (or all - optional) windscreen with a hammer.
  1. Puncture all tyres so that he'll damage the tyre rims instead. Those things are expensive.
  1. Put 20 panadol pills in their Coca-Cola bottle when they're not around.
  1. Set their clothes on fire
  1. Set their shoes on fire.
  1. Dream of sadistic stuff, and see how you can apply them to them.

I can go on all day .. I'm just waiting for him to trip, that's all.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Better Together.

There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart,
our dreams, and they are made out of real things
like a shoebox of photographs
with sepia-toned loving
Love is the answer
at least for most of the questions in my heart, like
Why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy and
sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together

Mmmm, It's always better when we're together
Yeah we'll look at the stars and we're together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah it's always better when we're together

And all of these moments
just might find their way into my dreams tonight,
But I know that they’ll be gone
when the morning light sings
and brings new things
for tomorrow night you see
that they’ll be gone too,
too many things I have to do
But if all of these dreams might find their way
into my day to day scene
I'd be under the impression
i was somewhere in between
With only two,
Just me and you,
Not so many things we got to do
or places we got to be
We'll sit beneath the mango tree, now,

Yeah It's always better when we're together
Mmmm, we're somewhere in between together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together


I believe in memories
they look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when I wake up,
you look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time,
There is no, no song I could sing
and there is no combination of words I could say
but I will still tell you one thing
We're Better together

Final Phrase.

Time to repeat the same deja vu since last time.

Now it's down to studies (excluding classes) and work.

Let's see how this is handled properly. Hohohoho

Tgh Layan Bodoh ..

Taken at work about 2 days

Just for the heck of memories' sake.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008




Soon, The Next Semester Begins.

Here's my projected schedule for next semester.

Monday till Wednesday
12pm - 2pm, Corporate Finance
2pm - 4pm, Auditing
4pm - 6pm, Company Law

Rest of the days except for Saturday, I don't care.

11am - 2pm, Bahasa Malaysia.


mamposla ku.. gaji mula menjadi rendah dah ...

Monday, November 10, 2008

This Feeling; Inside Me..

I've been having thoughts about the right notes at some places, yet having the thoughts of what sounds right or wrong at parts of the song.

And everytime when I listen to this song that I've been working on since May, I can never stop feeling the beat, and putting myself as one with the song itself.

For me, the best way to produce music, is to come up with the basic structure of it, which is the melodies, rhythm, so on and so forth. Then when I power up Reason, it slowly hits me one by one.

When that happens, my imagination tends to run a little bit wild. Regardless if it's the drums which repeats itself, as in Iz - Gonna Be Alright (Remix), or drums does not 100% repeat itself most of the time, like in Season of Heartbreaks and Better Than This.

To write for an instrument, you have to feel and be one with the instrument.

And I am one with this song itself.

It's been so long since I last felt this happy.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Back, And Steady.

I know this isn't the best time for me, but I finally managed to get my hands on Reason.

I made it a habit to not open it, and eventually, it became a bad habit.

I told myself to only touch Reason after I get myself a MIDI controller because of all the fancy stuff that I could always experiment with besides being restricted by a damned mouse.

But listening and watching to Dream Theater for the past several months, not only have I learnt the implication of scales and modal changes (which still requires a lot of improvement), I also got inspired by our good old friends from that band, namely Derek Sherinian and Jordan Rudess, and their agressive methods of using the pitch bend wheel on their keyboards.

It's the same concept as bending a one-tone note, or a semi-tone note on the guitar, but just that this doesn't have any restriction for you. Of course, it sounds bad if you don't know how to use it, or if you use it at the wrong time, of course.

Although I should be studying for my FA2 quiz tomorrow, and getting adequate rest for work tomorrow.