gear talk

As i am now working for about five months in singapore, the hard earned money has allowed me to slowly amasses a few gears which i never thought i could have owned during my younger years. The fact that i have been a single adult in Singapore for six months to date also does wonders for my collection as well. Let me see from top to bottom according to the date bought....



1) Behringer Acoustic Simulator

2) Digitech Metal Master

3) Some not so cheap semi accoustic guitar with mike up system.

4) Zoom GFX-5

5) Craftsman Black Les Paul Copy (fully setup and intonated which cost me a bomb)

6) Marshall MG10cdr

7) VOX Tonelab SE

8) Jackson Black RR5 with gold hardwares and EMG 81/85 installed

9) Line6 Toneport UX2 to record my sound ideas in real time

10) Ibanez RG270dx MIK

11) Fender Bullet Reverb 15 watt of destruction

12) Pod 2.0 with FB4 lineboard

13) Hughes and Kettner Warp Factor Distortion

14) A whole bunch of expensive cables + road ready pedalcase

15) Ibanez autowah

16) Another cheap ass flying V

17) NUX phaser

18) Lazer power supply

19) Samick Artist Series with gold hardwares and mother of pearl bindings.. (coming soon, on negotiation)

20) god knows what maybe a triamp of another jackson self built...

Thanks for reading this bullshit

honey my money

1) take a knife,
2) carve around the tree,
3) milk the tree dry,
4) take the sape and enjoy those carving marks you left on the tree while you take a sip off your fucking wine glass, MONEY TALKS!!

Whatever you may, think money does talk to me, in fact a 23 year old bitter relationship with your parents can be solved so easily when you start having a lot of money, your dad who hates your existence will start asking how are you doing, he who never cares to msg or call will start asking why you never visit them even though you just left them for a few days, those who expects special treats will start calling you boss or in chinese towkey, the hottest girl who doesn't even know you existed in university can suddenly can call you leng chai and hubby. What to do? Money talks...










It's really sad to know all these is true in life, though i tried so hard to forget it but sometimes MONEY DOES TALKS.... fuck democracy

blue window

It's a friday midnight, 1.50am to be exact. I can't sleep, I'm in partial insomnia after taking some prescribed medications from SG healthway clinic.

Dredging to work this saturday once again, i hate it when my boss is taking advantage of what i am capable of and subtle-ly forced me to work extra hours.

Life indeed has changed so much for me lately. It's been like what, 5 months of me dissapearing from this blog, from kuching, from the life i used to live in? I'm still thinking of how i come about the idea to work in Singapore in the first place. It was one of the toughest decision which i've to make in my life. My music, bandmates, tons of friends, my family, my entire life is in fact based here in Kuching. Why should i break the circle of my own comfort zone? The catch about Singapore is nothing greater than for the sole purpose of building my career, the reason is because every tom, dick and harry's future lies in a better looking portfolio. For me to get a foundation in IT by working my way up in Kuching would be like peanuts to ants. It's better for me to get ahead in Singapore and work my ass off while i still can instead here in the big city.

I agreed it was quite selfish of me to get ahead all by myself and leave my dear beloved hometown just like that, it was so sudden as i didnt even had the chance to say goodbye to most of the people that i loved the most in my life. The worst blow was my dad who just got to know in a haste when he saw me packing up my things into a bag to fly to Singapore that night itself. I cried in the airport upon leaving as i began deleting all the goodbye smses. All these thoughts keeps on ringing in my head every now and then. Shit, i'm emo..

I began to ponder about my life here in Singapore everyday as i sit alone smoking my life away to a cup of latte in the cafe after work. Maybe its time for me to sit and think hard about what i want to do in my life from here on. A rockstar dream, somehow after all that has happened i'm still bent of achieving what i came here to do. I suppose i was contended with my life here lately, until something urgent happened.



Oddly around 5am on a saturday i received a call from my cousin who just came over to visit me in Singapore before going to kl for his studies, i thought something must have happened to him in KL. I was shocked when i picked up the call and was dazed to find that his dad, our beloved uncle has just passed away around 2am that morning. I had to work that saturday morning, so after work my aunt from Singapore drove me, my uncle and his grandmother as we took a flight home to attend the funeral. I manage to apply for emergency leave this time and there in Kuching we were all sadden by the event.

I won't reveal further details of the funeral, however all i could stress is that the death of my uncle has a larger impact on everyone than it seems to have. I could only tell you that his death marked a history in my life as well as all those who knew him. We were all reduced to tears in disbeleive of what happened...


All these events shows me a sign, maybe its time for me to go home? Who knows, we'll just wait and see what happens next... Good night for now