Wednesday, September 20, 2006
I'm twenty seven
Yikes.
Damn fast wei.
To make myself feel accomplished, I'm gonna list out my Top Ten Firsts in the past 2.7 decades.
1. 1988: First first in class
They say that true brains show in primary school. The rational for this is that there's none of that useless memorizing to be done in primary school. It's a six-year long IQ test. And I passed with flying colours. In the previous three years, this girl called Amy Tan used to be first in class every term. 2nd was a girl called Chermaine Lai. Third would be me. I was like the Jenson Button of SRK D'sara Jaya.
Then one magical term in Standard Four, I did it. I became to top scorer in my class! I went around telling the whole world (yea, I was a show-off even back then), and of course, Amy, who was also my first crush.
Next term, i got eleventh. Bleh. And I was never first ever again.
2. 1988: First crush
I still remember it. One day I thought girls were gross, the next, I was walking around asking people whether guys could marry girls older than them. Amy was 6 months older than me. One night, I dreamt I kissed her on the way up to Fraser's Hill, and from there, my heart would never be my own again.
I never went out with Amy, but made up for that by acting like an idiot in front of her for countless years after.
Interesting Trivia bit: Amy subsequently went out with a boy called Chua, who then later also went out with the girl known on my blog as The One. Sigh. 2-0. Bastard.
3. 1994: First girlfriend
I remember telling my classmate, Krish... "by the end of the year, Farah will be mine". Farah was the hottest malay girl in MCKL (in my humble opinion), and she'd just passed puberty, but was still wearing her old uniform, so she was literally popping out of it. And she had the cutest duckling face too. And by the end of the year, we were together. Yup, she was Malay and her father hated my guts, even though her mum actually kinda liked me.
We didn't do anything (not even kiss). But it was really sweet. Because her dad was an A*hole, we used to synchronise our watches so that I'd call her at 6am sharp to talk. It'd be so precise that the phone wouldn't even ring once.
Four months later, we broke up. And I'd be heart broken until I left MCKL a year later, and so would she. Until she met her 2nd boyfriend, a malay dude called Iwan.
4. 1996: First smoke
Actually, my first smoke was with my highschool buds in Langkawi in 95, but since i didn't really smoke it (Krish: It's not a fucking candle), I'll count this one instead.
SK had a pack of Malboro Red 7s, and he didn't want to take it home (scared parents find). So he passed it to me, since I lived at the time in a rented room in SS2. I remember the immortalised words "Feel free to experiment".
I didn't touch them for about two weeks. After that, I lit one out of curiousity. god knows how stale they probably were my then. I coughed at first, then slowly began to inhale properly. Then i passed out for 6 hours.
My parents thought he was Satan till recent years.
5. 1996: First song
This was written about SK's really hot girlfriend. Sorry dude, I meant to tell you earlier.
i came home from the party
her face still on my mind
what it was about her
reasons i still try to find
and i wonder what shes got
i wonder what it is ive not
i wonder how shes doin now
all i know ive finally found
CHORUS
shes the one ivee been waiting for
all my life i will search no more
the perfect girl ive finally found
but burn my dreams burn them to the ground
i see her from far away
ive been stalking her night an day
where she goes and what she does
which guys been bugging her?
talk to my friends about her
they all see like i see
im not the perfect one for her
but shes the prefect one for me
CHORUS
i know my chances are so slim cos we're so far apart
i just hope you'll find a place for me
inside your heart
Yea, cheese double.
6. 1998: First gig
Ok, so I didn't really blow the audience away. I was supposed to sing with a few friends from the APIIT DF9801 class choir. To be honest, most of them couldn't sing to save their lives, except for this other girl called Janice. The first song was "Isn't it a wonder" (yes, by boyzone), and my vocals went silent. For the 2nd song, "Sukiyaki", Janice was supposed to sing, and the vocals started working again. She sang beautifully, and the audience roared their approval.
And then Janice went up two keys excitedly. I tried to keep up with the guitar, but it was pointless since no one could hear my guitar anyway.
It's been a bit better since then.
7. 2001: First job
I was hired at The Sun as a writer for The Sun, for the rather impressive figure of RM2k (2085 to be precise, including transport allowance). I was a Content Executive, and I loved it! I still have the clippings of my first published articles, and had one of my best bosses ever, a kindly woman called Pin.
The IT section closed down a month later, and they offered me a job in the business section, although I have no regrets about not taking it.
8. 2003: First f*ck
Sorry for rather rude description. Can't really put anything to replace that word and still use the word 'First' with.
Yup, I've only been a non-virgin for three years. To be honest, it seems like an eternity ago. The girl, was a nice Chindian whom i met at a club. The first time was awkward. I didn't wanna let her know that I was a virgin, and to this day, I still suspect that she was one too.
So we both kept saying things like, "Well, usually I..." and it was damn fricking awkward like you can't believe. I've had a phobia for condoms since.
We broke up three months later. She wasn't really my type. But at least, I got the monkey off my back. Trust me, it's a big fucking monkey.
9. 2003: First real relationship
And to date, what I consider my only real relationship. Her name was Teresa, and she stands tall at 4ft 11 inches. She was a PR girl for one of the tech companies that I used to write about at CHIP magazine. She lived in Singapore, so she'd come down once a month, and I'd come down once a month, and so we saw each other more or less every two weeks.
It was awesome for the longest time, and I still hold really fond memories of her. I know it sounds really weird, but it was also the best breakup I ever had. After we'd decided to go our seperate ways, we spent one last weekend as a couple in Singapore, and said our honestly sad goodbyes after.
Teresa, if you're reading this, I think I did actually love you. I don't know why I never said it. I'm sorry :)
10. 2004: First radio voice job
It was a Sony ad for their WEGA TVs. I was in the studio for an hour, and they kept asking me to sound older (why use me then, morons!). In the end, they gave up and Amir Yussof got the job instead.
I got a rejection fee of 50% of the job. 150 bucks. Whoah.
Wow... this was an awesome trip down memory lane for me.
Anyway, in case I forget to invite you, I'm having a little party at my house in DJ this Saturday, 23rd September. So if you said I never called, I can say "See la, don't read my blog somemore!"
Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to meeee!
Damn fast wei.
To make myself feel accomplished, I'm gonna list out my Top Ten Firsts in the past 2.7 decades.
1. 1988: First first in class
They say that true brains show in primary school. The rational for this is that there's none of that useless memorizing to be done in primary school. It's a six-year long IQ test. And I passed with flying colours. In the previous three years, this girl called Amy Tan used to be first in class every term. 2nd was a girl called Chermaine Lai. Third would be me. I was like the Jenson Button of SRK D'sara Jaya.
Then one magical term in Standard Four, I did it. I became to top scorer in my class! I went around telling the whole world (yea, I was a show-off even back then), and of course, Amy, who was also my first crush.
Next term, i got eleventh. Bleh. And I was never first ever again.
2. 1988: First crush
I still remember it. One day I thought girls were gross, the next, I was walking around asking people whether guys could marry girls older than them. Amy was 6 months older than me. One night, I dreamt I kissed her on the way up to Fraser's Hill, and from there, my heart would never be my own again.
I never went out with Amy, but made up for that by acting like an idiot in front of her for countless years after.
Interesting Trivia bit: Amy subsequently went out with a boy called Chua, who then later also went out with the girl known on my blog as The One. Sigh. 2-0. Bastard.
3. 1994: First girlfriend
I remember telling my classmate, Krish... "by the end of the year, Farah will be mine". Farah was the hottest malay girl in MCKL (in my humble opinion), and she'd just passed puberty, but was still wearing her old uniform, so she was literally popping out of it. And she had the cutest duckling face too. And by the end of the year, we were together. Yup, she was Malay and her father hated my guts, even though her mum actually kinda liked me.
We didn't do anything (not even kiss). But it was really sweet. Because her dad was an A*hole, we used to synchronise our watches so that I'd call her at 6am sharp to talk. It'd be so precise that the phone wouldn't even ring once.
Four months later, we broke up. And I'd be heart broken until I left MCKL a year later, and so would she. Until she met her 2nd boyfriend, a malay dude called Iwan.
4. 1996: First smoke
Actually, my first smoke was with my highschool buds in Langkawi in 95, but since i didn't really smoke it (Krish: It's not a fucking candle), I'll count this one instead.
SK had a pack of Malboro Red 7s, and he didn't want to take it home (scared parents find). So he passed it to me, since I lived at the time in a rented room in SS2. I remember the immortalised words "Feel free to experiment".
I didn't touch them for about two weeks. After that, I lit one out of curiousity. god knows how stale they probably were my then. I coughed at first, then slowly began to inhale properly. Then i passed out for 6 hours.
My parents thought he was Satan till recent years.
5. 1996: First song
This was written about SK's really hot girlfriend. Sorry dude, I meant to tell you earlier.
i came home from the party
her face still on my mind
what it was about her
reasons i still try to find
and i wonder what shes got
i wonder what it is ive not
i wonder how shes doin now
all i know ive finally found
CHORUS
shes the one ivee been waiting for
all my life i will search no more
the perfect girl ive finally found
but burn my dreams burn them to the ground
i see her from far away
ive been stalking her night an day
where she goes and what she does
which guys been bugging her?
talk to my friends about her
they all see like i see
im not the perfect one for her
but shes the prefect one for me
CHORUS
i know my chances are so slim cos we're so far apart
i just hope you'll find a place for me
inside your heart
Yea, cheese double.
6. 1998: First gig
Ok, so I didn't really blow the audience away. I was supposed to sing with a few friends from the APIIT DF9801 class choir. To be honest, most of them couldn't sing to save their lives, except for this other girl called Janice. The first song was "Isn't it a wonder" (yes, by boyzone), and my vocals went silent. For the 2nd song, "Sukiyaki", Janice was supposed to sing, and the vocals started working again. She sang beautifully, and the audience roared their approval.
And then Janice went up two keys excitedly. I tried to keep up with the guitar, but it was pointless since no one could hear my guitar anyway.
It's been a bit better since then.
7. 2001: First job
I was hired at The Sun as a writer for The Sun, for the rather impressive figure of RM2k (2085 to be precise, including transport allowance). I was a Content Executive, and I loved it! I still have the clippings of my first published articles, and had one of my best bosses ever, a kindly woman called Pin.
The IT section closed down a month later, and they offered me a job in the business section, although I have no regrets about not taking it.
8. 2003: First f*ck
Sorry for rather rude description. Can't really put anything to replace that word and still use the word 'First' with.
Yup, I've only been a non-virgin for three years. To be honest, it seems like an eternity ago. The girl, was a nice Chindian whom i met at a club. The first time was awkward. I didn't wanna let her know that I was a virgin, and to this day, I still suspect that she was one too.
So we both kept saying things like, "Well, usually I..." and it was damn fricking awkward like you can't believe. I've had a phobia for condoms since.
We broke up three months later. She wasn't really my type. But at least, I got the monkey off my back. Trust me, it's a big fucking monkey.
9. 2003: First real relationship
And to date, what I consider my only real relationship. Her name was Teresa, and she stands tall at 4ft 11 inches. She was a PR girl for one of the tech companies that I used to write about at CHIP magazine. She lived in Singapore, so she'd come down once a month, and I'd come down once a month, and so we saw each other more or less every two weeks.
It was awesome for the longest time, and I still hold really fond memories of her. I know it sounds really weird, but it was also the best breakup I ever had. After we'd decided to go our seperate ways, we spent one last weekend as a couple in Singapore, and said our honestly sad goodbyes after.
Teresa, if you're reading this, I think I did actually love you. I don't know why I never said it. I'm sorry :)
10. 2004: First radio voice job
It was a Sony ad for their WEGA TVs. I was in the studio for an hour, and they kept asking me to sound older (why use me then, morons!). In the end, they gave up and Amir Yussof got the job instead.
I got a rejection fee of 50% of the job. 150 bucks. Whoah.
Wow... this was an awesome trip down memory lane for me.
Anyway, in case I forget to invite you, I'm having a little party at my house in DJ this Saturday, 23rd September. So if you said I never called, I can say "See la, don't read my blog somemore!"
Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to meeee!
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Quarter Life Crisis
Today, I suddenly realised that me and my little posse of dudes are going through our 2nd teenhood. We're all looking to buy new cars, meet new women, and just go out and have a damn good time before we settle down in a coupla years. I know he's gonna hate me for saying this, but it all really came together when SK finally became single again. Finally, all our single stars aligned, and here we are, in the prime of life, with a little cash to spend, and a few more dreams we'd like to achieve.
My band's song is at no.8 on the Xfresh Top Ten, with fake electronic drums and 100% DIY recording,
http://www.xfresh.com/v9/chart.asp?chart=0 (yea, check out how they picked mr. poster boy again)
and we've just finished playing our biggest gig over at zouk.
http://www.klue.com.my/heinekenthirststudio/
So at the jamming session on Thursday (our first after the zouk gig), we sat down outside, and had a real, honest, heart-to-heart talk about where we're going with the band. We reached a stage where our original mini-dreams have been achieved, and went... "What do we do now?"
I think it's a phase that all men our age go through. When do we 'stop dreaming and get back to reality?'. How far do you want to go with this childish fantasy before realising that you simply do not have the time for flights of fancy anymore? I for one, hope that I never have to make that decision.
Luckily, my band agrees. At least to delay it for a bit.
We're putting up about RM2k each to produce a 5-song EP with Greg Henderson. He's the producer we met during our little Masterclass session with Heineken, and apparently the best in the business. Even so, we'd be lucky to make back the cost of printing the CDs, not even mentioning the cost of production. In a way, it's money that we know we're pissing away.
Then again, when you really really think about it, for the price of an iPod or a digital camera, we get a shot at our dreams. And to me, that's something worth spending on. Deep down inside, I think all my band members know that our sessions with Greg, and seeing our CD on stands will give them a bigger kick than a new gizmo, although iPods sure are tempting little buggers. Anyway, now that you know this, don't even try asking us for a free CD. If you want one, pay for it. Like us, you'll appreciate it more - trust me.
On one hand, i'd like to really treasure this moment, knowing that it's not going to last forever - the image of 40-year old dads rocking out on stage, driving old sports cars and chasing young skirts isn't really socially acceptable.
On the other hand, I don't wanna give a flying fuck to what society thinks anyway.
Dream On :)
My band's song is at no.8 on the Xfresh Top Ten, with fake electronic drums and 100% DIY recording,
http://www.xfresh.com/v9/chart.asp?chart=0 (yea, check out how they picked mr. poster boy again)
and we've just finished playing our biggest gig over at zouk.
http://www.klue.com.my/heinekenthirststudio/
So at the jamming session on Thursday (our first after the zouk gig), we sat down outside, and had a real, honest, heart-to-heart talk about where we're going with the band. We reached a stage where our original mini-dreams have been achieved, and went... "What do we do now?"
I think it's a phase that all men our age go through. When do we 'stop dreaming and get back to reality?'. How far do you want to go with this childish fantasy before realising that you simply do not have the time for flights of fancy anymore? I for one, hope that I never have to make that decision.
Luckily, my band agrees. At least to delay it for a bit.
We're putting up about RM2k each to produce a 5-song EP with Greg Henderson. He's the producer we met during our little Masterclass session with Heineken, and apparently the best in the business. Even so, we'd be lucky to make back the cost of printing the CDs, not even mentioning the cost of production. In a way, it's money that we know we're pissing away.
Then again, when you really really think about it, for the price of an iPod or a digital camera, we get a shot at our dreams. And to me, that's something worth spending on. Deep down inside, I think all my band members know that our sessions with Greg, and seeing our CD on stands will give them a bigger kick than a new gizmo, although iPods sure are tempting little buggers. Anyway, now that you know this, don't even try asking us for a free CD. If you want one, pay for it. Like us, you'll appreciate it more - trust me.
On one hand, i'd like to really treasure this moment, knowing that it's not going to last forever - the image of 40-year old dads rocking out on stage, driving old sports cars and chasing young skirts isn't really socially acceptable.
On the other hand, I don't wanna give a flying fuck to what society thinks anyway.
Dream On :)
