KL Trip

Friday was cool, i was supposed to go to Kuantan Parade to help out at the exhibition booth. unfortunately, i 'over-slept'. just too bad. i 'really wish i could help out' at the booth. (actually i'm fucking lazy to go there. waste my time. who the hell would go for that thing when you already worked full-time. all day facing the PC is tiring enough, now he wants me to go there.

Back to Saturday, i went to KL that early morning. earlier on, i asked Fong Chan to wake me up. i scared i can't wake up. if i missed the bus then i maybe need to pay extra for a new bus ticket. but i was already up before she woke me up (using her phone). i packed my stuff, put in my folder with lyrics, contest forms, and the guitar efx manual, some clothes, and hp charger. i tried to be early, unfortunately i need to settle some business in the loo, before i can go to the bus station. i was late. i was pretty anxious when i'm in the car. i was looking at the clock the whole journey. minutes passed by, and i'm getting panic. i finally reached there around 9:01am. and there were still people boarding the bus. THANK GOD. i was the second last person to board the bus. the last one was a malay girl.

Kuala Lumpur: 1pm. i reached KL around 1pm. before i reached the town centre, i sms'ed brenda, asking her whether she is free to meet up later. unfortunately, she was busy. in her reply, she was like 'someone else'. her usual answer would be very polite, cheeky. but this time it was stern-like reply. It was like i was disturbing her when she in the midst of doing something very very very urgent. scary!!! at last we didnt meet up as planned a few days before this trip. as i reached pudu, i walk straightly to the taxi stand in front of kotaraya and took a cab back to my aunt's place

11pm: earlier on, i phoned my uncle. asked him out for a drink. i was expecting my brother would join us, but it rained. so he didnt make it. so only both of us there. and i told him bout my current working 'problems' and guess what he was damn pissed with the fucking china-man also. he even asked his number from me. my gosh... he wanted to 'give some lecture' to that bastard. but i said it was not necessary. he even told some of his past working experience to me. where he used to stand up against his manager, boss, leader when he was step-on the head by them. he stand up against them when he feels that he on the right side. so, when he do that, some of those people began to respect him more. and his manager in Boon Siew Honda, was even scared of him. my God. it was last time that his manager was giving him some problem. there were once he applied for MC because he was so sick. but when the manager asked of his whereabouts, a colleague told him that my uncle when took an MC and when back home. and the manager asked is he really that sick, and should he call an ambulance for him. so tomorrow, after my uncle went back to work, that colleague told him what that asshole said, he straight away and confront the bugger when the manager had just entered his office. and the don't even had the time to put down his briefcase. he was 'fucked' by my uncle because of that comment. woohoo..serves him right. i wish i had those courage to do those kind of things.

Sunday: (breakfast, jam time, kfc time, shopping time)

Would meet up with some F6's friends, liew mei, kiew, and kok leong and not forgetting Mahen (one of my fren from primary school). i was there around 9:20am. waited for them to show up. i waited quite a long time. from 9:20 till 10:15am. it was almost an hour. well, it's better to wait rather to be late. (i got this from a Rolex advertisement at the back cover from my mom's Herworld Mag- but the quote is not a precise one, i cant remember the precise quote.) after they FINALLY arrived, we went to another place to eat. i dunno where the hell is that. i only knew that it was still in PJ. not very familiar with that area. we ate at a restaurant. there were hell lot of people. we have to wait by the table side to people to go away before we 'jump onto' the table to get a seat. after almost finished with the food, mahen still not here. he was lost or something like that, took a wrong turn and ended up somewhere else. kesian. we finally asked him to stay put at a specified location, and we'll go and meet him up there. we finally went to jalan gasing. and it was like almost 12 noon. so we join dave in that indian restaurant at jalan gasing. after a brief intro, we settled down. the four of them would chat among themselves where me and dave would discuss something on the jamming session later. fei and wai would be a bit late to join us. he asked us to go to the studio first. tune the guitars. and those fucking guitars took like forever to tune. they will never stay in tuned. all we get is those fucking worn out ibanez and vantage. i tried to change an axe because the worn out ibanez sucked. all the frets was like a drainage system of an early civilization. i spotted the usual fender strat that i would get if i go and change the axe. but somehow the asshole wont give to me. bastards!! there are 2 malay guys (not these 2) that will straight away give the strat to me when i change the axe. unfortunately it was not their shift that day. arghhh!!!! i hate playing worn out axe, sounds like fuck, tuning giving you headache.
soon after that, liew mei and co went into the studio, to see us 'perform' or shall i say practice. and then liew mei requested me to play songs from beyond. "sorry lah liew mei, those guys don't know how to play beyond stuff. we write our own songs. maybe next time. hahah." Soon our bassist and drummer boy came in. we start to play. but we havent warm-up yet. so we sucked a lot. we manage to play a couple of tunes, ermm..like 'resurrection' for them before they went back. too bad, we havent 'gel-in' yet. soon after they were off, we're playing better already.

i think the whole session was quite progressive. we manage to play a few new tunes (bored with the older tunes already), dave's stuff arabic tunes (i would do minimalism, plus playing a fucking difficult chord-strecth my finger like hell till it hurts), his 'LOVE' song (not the lovey dovey one). and he fucked up just to sing the song. and he was damn stressful trying to recall the lyrics and melodies. haha...kesian. we recycled some old songs, S.P, S.L, Father, Son, Violin, and some song i cant recall now. feeling blur now. and i manage to intro my new stuff, Rain Nation (it sounded like muse/radiohead and those guys insist it sounded like pumpkins, arghhh what-ever), the 70's danceable song that dave would not play guitar and will sing. haha.., and i will sing Resurrection next time when all the lyrics completed. the last 2 hours was chaotic, we just simply do stupid jokes, do funny sounds, imitate girlish voice etc. as usual, the bj's chaotic session. somehow, in this session i dont get warned too many times for playing out the distortion to the max. haha. after session, we went to pudu. went to KFC, wai went to buy ticket back to ipoh, but didnt join us coz he already got a ticket. my bro joined us soon. with his girlfren. while the 3 of us discuss bout the Nescafe kickstart, the two of them just listened and eat the food. around 6:45pm, dave and fei went back. and me and bro and his girlfren went to kotaraya. i planned to buy tshirts or some clothes, but i went victoria music instead. hahah, anybody would have guess it, i ended up buying something else. a Beatles DVD (an original one, of course) on their first American visit. that cost me 60bucks. so forget the damn shirt. i had to borrow some $$$ from my bro to buy it, but i pay him back after i withdraw some money from the ATM machine. and i bought a new game. Splinter Cell: Pandora Tomorrow. Fuck, i wonder when i can get back my PS2. damn it. the last week was hell without it.

So after that, it time to get back and start all over again....BORINGggggggg!!!!
During my trip back, i send some Sms to liew mei, dave, and fong chan. and get sms from kiew. she said she wanna to join the band. hahaha. (only as an audience.) at first she expect the BJ's sports long hair and looked ganas. then she complimented us saying that we very 'yao yeng' or stylish/cool. hmm...i don't think we're that cool/stylish. hahah. we're just 4 ordinary guys wanted to make something out of music. we just try to write our own songs/be ourselves. and we (esp me) don't intend to look cool on stage by jumping around the stage like my ass' on fire. maybe i will adopt the name 'The Log' as my stage name. hahahaha.............

one more thing, need to thanks fei, for providing us transportation with his forever dependable nissan sunny. without him, i think our life will be quite miserable each jamming session. Thanks drummer boy!!!