That time of the year again...

It's that time of the year again....windy...grey skies with a pinch of sunlight now and then. The sun seems kind of whitish instead of the intense humid yellow I'm so accustomed to. It seems to cast a greyish hue on everything. Somewhat like the monochromatic format in which Tim Burton filmed Sleepy Hollow in. The strong wind reminds me of my schooling days as a boy scout overnighting in school...how the wind laboured with ease to blow our tents away...

Leaving the window open has been very refreshing as the soothing gale, with its cold chill excites my spirit.


Flowers from me, to you...


Seems blogging has become a scarce activity for me. It's not that the the mind has become dull, in contrary, there seems to be more crowding this internal asylum of mine.

Ah, there's so many books to be read...left by the side...so much to catch up on...stories unread...They say two things maketh a man...the books he reads and the friendhip he keeps.

Songs written halfway, moving my heart as i seek inspiration...dried up, but I know upon whence I return to that secret place, it will flow once again.


New strings for new songs...this are super strings apparently.

November has been a moving month for me, suddenly I find myself in need of guidance more than ever. Drawing me close with His chords of mercy...

In a December where the world around strives to celebrate Christmas as far away as possible from God. It's a challenging December. People can be so foolish and self-centered.


New flowery shoes to dance with you.

I believe it'll get better.

Yesterday I was doing some cleaning and guess what I found


A blast from the past...in fact i've got tons of VCRs on my shelf. I wonder should i preserve this ancient technology for my kids for them to see what they missed.

The Good Malaysian Samaritan

It was about 7.30pm. Work left a bitter taste to my day with a tinge of discouragement. I wanted to get home as fast as I could. So i roared by trusty Honda EX5 with the need for speed.

Stopping by the traffic light at the main highway near Melaka Sentral, I observed the motorist around me. Suddenly my engine stalled for no apparent reason. "No problem", I thought. Kick starting it brought it to life only to stall again. Another kick should do the trick, but the engine just wouldn't rev. Just as the light turned green I got it going. As i turned the huge corner, my bike patheticly chocked and spluttered and stalled midway...Arghh...

So i had to push myself across the busy highway beside Tesco. The traffic was heavy with huge busses making their rounds. I'm gonna get killed. I just couldn't get my bike moving. What a day, no choice but to push.

I took off my helmet and began pushing with my mood becoming fouler by the second. As i got past Tesco and hurried across the lane as cars sped in, a dude on a bike was just U-turning and coming towards me.

"Apa problem?" he asked.

"Enjin mati la"

"Tolak depan sikit"

"Dang, a con man," i said in my heart. I'm sure he was gonna ask if i needed repairs and charge me some astronomical sum. Bloody heck. Like those stuff you read about bikes on the Penang bridge mysteriously having punctured tyres and strangers appearing from no-where coming up to help...but with a bloated fee.

So this malay dude puts my bike on double stand and starts trying to kick start it.

"Apa cerita ni?", I asked.

"Tak boleh la...dah jam...kena hantar kedai"

Oh great....i thought, need to send to his cronie.

"Tak pe la bang, saya tolak je. Rumah pun dekat (yeah right)".

Then this malay dude asked me where i was going and how to go.

Then he said..."Takpe, saya tolong tolak" and got on his bike.
"Awak naik, pakai helmet".

Then with one leg on the side of my bike...he pushed me.

All the way. As we turned the corner, I asked him where he was heading...he said he ought to have gone straight to go home, but it was ok.

Found out he works in a bike shop in Semabok.

As we travelled the entire distance, I realised the push back home would have been a long, and tiring one...easily 45 mins to an hour of pushing. But with this good samaritan's help, i was cruising home in 10 mins. He told me he helped a similar chinese dude yesterday whose bike also stalled.

As i reached my place, i thanked him and asked how much it cost.

This malay dude whom i didn't even ask his name bashfully refused.

All i managed to do was shake his hand.

Sometimes we harbour prejudice against certain races due to the acts of some people. But in truth, when we are blind to colour, race and religion, kindness can be found in abundance.

Here was a stranger who went out of his way (literally) and helped a poor stranded chinese guy and didn't even ask for a single cent.

If the fabric of our society still has people like this, Malaysia has hope.

thank you stranger.

Gempa Bumi

Powerful earthquake hits western IndonesiaWednesday, September 30, 2009,17:45 [IST]


Jakarta, Sep 30: A powerful earthquake has shaken western Indonesia on Wednesday, Sep 30, meteorological agency said.

The agency said the tremor had a magnitude of 7.6. Its epicenter was just off the coast of Sumatra.

The Pacific Tsunami Warning Center issued a tsunami alert for Indonesia, Malaysia, India and Thailand.

The agency also said that the shaking could be felt in high buildings in the capital, Jakarta and in neighboring Singapore and Malaysia.

There were no immediate reports of a high waves or injuries.

OneIndia News

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There I was, easing off the day in the office as the clock ticked it's slow hands in the region of 6.15pm. I was busy engaging in light banter with my colleague sitting across me behind the partitioning. Our plan was to milk our company as much as we could on the different (and expensive) training modules they were offering.

My other mates musing around their workstations exchanging banter. 3 of them were discussing some customer complain return sample (yeah, it's semicon baby).

when suddenly one of the group discussion broke up and stood to their feet...

"eh...err...the building is shaking....'

With that I got up on my feet and stood still...

a sick nauseating feeling slowly crept up my inwards as i felt my legs sway from side to side making me slightly dizzy...very peculiar indeed...never felt it in my entire life in Malaysia...so this is how it felt like.

Then we realised it was better we left the building.

We thought we were kidding ourselves as we stood by the window near the stairs (didn't want to look like fools running out if we weren't sure...could all be in the head see, like we could have been imagining it or something). But our fears were confirmed as scores of production people, operators, technicians and engineers poured out onto the car park. Strangely no evacuation bell was ringing.

Well to cut it short, we all returned to our normal semblance of life when nothing extraordinary followed.

So there we have it...I felt my first earthquake...tremor.

May God have mercy on those caught in it's wrath...

Dreams

Seems a long time i've set my mind to blogging.

As it was originally intended to be, an online journal.

Alas, my inspiration and knack for words has all but seemingly evaporated.

I fear if i allowed those taps to run free again, there will be an unrivalled pouring of emotions of grief and midnight wailings that has so far been well kept burried and pressed into a small little corner. Keeping me awake.

As taking reference from a good friend, only our dreams reveal the deepest secrets of our hearts that remain hidden even to ourselves sometimes.

Lately, I can recall most of my dreams when I wake up. And these dreams showed me what my heart desire, minus all my intellectual thinking...these dreams really showed me how I felt at that moment when it happen. Some sad,that I cried. Some happy dreams, only to wake up knowing it is just a dream

http://tzeseong.blogspot.com/

those dreams, the gnashing of teeth, the sorrow, so bitter and deep...how does it feel to be abandoned?
how does it feel eh? Somehow, no matter how I try, I can't seem to shake of that uncanny feeling of being treated 2nd class for so many years.

Left to fend for the majority of my personal battles.

Nevertheless, now i stand by my own.
I chart my own journey now.

The weight of adulthood rest like an enormous burden upon this shoulders, heavier than the PRS i so often sling.

Good bye, RIP Mr. Moonwalker

RIP Michael Jackson
29th August 1958 - 25th June 2009

I got the sad news via sms on the morning of the 25th of June. I personally believe the world has lost one of the most iconic entertainers of this generation.

Being somebody who can dance is one thing.
Being somebody who can sing is another.
Being somebody who can do both EXCELLENTLY would be considered a feat.
But captivating the stage and the hearts of the people like no other, that's a class above the rest.

When i look back at his music videos at the height of his career such as Thriller, Billie Jean, Black or White and Smooth Criminal, i'm really intrigued at the engenuity of this guy, how he can pull off all those wicked moves and still look so darn cool. So they say, he revolutionized MTV single-handedly. His dance moves and stage charisma certainly produced many wanabes...

I'm sincerely quite sad. It's a shame we won't get to check out his comeback concerts.



This is one of my all time favourite music video, "Smooth Criminal the Moonwalker version". To me, it's the bomb. The music, the video arrangement, the dance moves, the style, the delivery...it's just classic MJ stuff.

Heck, we even paid tribute to the gloved one in NOC 3 by replicating the exact same bar scene.

Listening to his daughter saying good bye. It's heart wrenching. We realize he's still human after all.



Good bye MJ.

Out of the SLAMMER after 30 days.

Ah, now my hand is out of the slammer, I can continue to do stuff like this:



and this:



This is a rare occasion when you get to catch us playing our loudest material Unplug Style...haha.



For the complete collection of videos of the band, do visit http://pg165.blogspot.com/


yeah, i'm relishing it...i'm making up for the 30 days lost...

Broke It

A boxer's fracture, also known as the brawler's fracture, is the common name for a fracture at the neck of the fifth metacarpal bone.





It is usually caused by the impact of a clenched fist with an immovable object, such as a wall, a set of wooden stairs, a cement floor, door, or, most commonly, a skull.


The pinky knuckle tends to lead the rest of the knuckles in a hard punch, and the knuckle compresses and snaps the neck of the metacarpal bone.

These fractures are often angulated, and if severely so require pins to be put in place and realignment as well as the usual splinting. However, the prognosis on these fractures is generally good, with total healing time not exceeding 12 weeks. The first two weeks will show significantly reduced overall swelling with improvement in clenching ability showing up first. Ability to extend the fingers in all directions appears to improve more slowly

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boxer's_fracture



Happy Birthday to me... =)











Stop asking me to relax or take a bloody chill pill for things I care deeply about.

Success for me always requires the extra mile which I will go regardless of the consequence or cost...

So let's rock it out...even with this crooked hand in a cast.

We're on Radio, I'm on Radio...

Somwhere, 7.06pm. Sunday 8th March 2009.

My phone beeps with a surprising sms from my friend who engineered my band's EP.


Sel (sound engineer): Congrats man i heard the song today in campur chart . ! Yeah !

Me: What? What u talking bout?

Sel (sound engineer): Eh so sorry man i think i hit the wrong number . Peace

Me: (maximum disappointed) Haha. Ok. Who you congratulationg? Which band dapat?

Sel (sound engineer): Oh its jason form this band pg165. Their single Let It All Out.

Me: I am jason from pg165 la with let it all out la. So u congratulating me or sumbody else?

Sel (sound engineer): You la bro! Whats wrong man. This is sel la...haha

Me: I know la. Eh my song got played r? I didnt know wei. Nobody at fly.Fm reply me email oso. My song playd r?

Sel: Aiyo confused la you guys... it's no 10 in campur chart.

Me: You listen to Campur Chart wan r?

Sel: Its the job dude to keep updated. But check la regularly at least twice a month. Peace man. Anything facebook la bro your band site...i also check


silly me, silly us...
None of us knew our band was up for ratings to be admitted to the Campur Chart.
So we didn't rate our band...can you believe it? Basicly it's called the Best of Unsigned where the team from Fly.Fm would sit down and do a selection from songs contributed by independent artist/musicisans. And our song was short listed to be featured in the Campur Chart...



Of course it created a lot of buzz with me and the gang......oh boy.
On radio...we're on radio....we're on radio... it's no big deal but..

we're on radio....We're ON AIR!!! WOHOOO....




But the journey is long and stressful with a lot of hardwork ahead of us...
ah, God must have had His plans laid out all this while...while we frustrated ourselves...His timing proved otherwise. Glory.

Do keep us in the chart...Do spare a minute to vote, it's pretty easy.
Instructions on how to get started can be found on the band's blog: http://pg165.blogspot.com .

So we're really buzzing here. We've got so many plans in the pipeline...New songs, new arrangements, new recordings to be done.....and yet, we're so excited.

Buzzing...hehe...

We're on the radio...

Refuge

I thank God for giving me my current job. Although quite frankly, I don't think i deserved it in the first place. It's by His grace.

After anxious months and the sharpening of wit and tongue at each different interview, i got the job i wanted.



I'm learning to be grateful every step of the way, and I guess that helped sustain my spirit in difficult times and challenged me to adopt a learning heart and to be humble. I pray for God's favour daily.

As the economy takes a tumble, the industry i'm in is suffering badly. I pray that God will lead me to higher ground for He is our strong tower.

Our refuge in the storm.

Cover us, hide us...

Keep us safe from harm...

Sweet December 2008.

How I spent my Christmas and New Year...

4 Days in Penang
4 Days in Cameron Highlands
4 Days in KL

(note: days of locations overlap with each other)



Tucked away although momentarily from the hecticness of life.
Well rested and contented. A foretaste of what's to be.
I especially enjoyed the long drives, the beach walks and the quirky random conversations we had.

With these 2 books by my side:

1) Wit and Wisdom of Discworld -
Favourite Quotations from the famous Discworld Universe, as filtered somewhat erratically through the mind of the Distinguished Scholer and Scribe,

Terry Pratchett
Compiled by Stephen Briggs.




2) TRANSFORMERS - The Ultimate Guide by Simon Furman
The Authoritive History of the Amazing Transformers, Updated for a new generation of fans.


-Illustrated explanations of the TRANSFORMERS' mythology and history.
-Cross-section artworks of the inner mechanics of the TRANSFORMERS.
-Overview artworks showing Cybertron and Autobot's Ark in astonishing detail.
-Profiles for key characters from each TRANSFORMERS generation, complete with tech specs.
-Extensive reviews of toy lines, TV series, and comic book chronologies.
-Eight new pages bringing storylines and toy galleries up to date.

Had a quiet watchnight service with close friends in USJ, Four Square Church to usher in 2009.

December has been amazing.

Work starts tomorow.
January 2009 beckons...