Archive for the ‘Limesong’ Category

PostHeaderIcon A Little Torment

Today is the fourth of February. We’ll set off for Kelantan in a few hours’ time, and if things go as planned we will reach home in the morning the next Tuesday, the latest. Which means that I have so little time to spend here, home sweet home. 😆

So I weighed my options, whether to spend these few hours by sleeping, playing games, doing some music-related things (which include listening to, searching for and playing music), or, perhaps most unlikely, reading and studying. There’s so much to do in such a limited time.

The time. I was spending too much time doing practically nothing. What time was it? 1.40am. Good. It’s still early, I thought. I got out of the friggin’ cold cave and lay down for a little while. Ah, it’s warmer out here. The fan is always hopelessly faulty, it switches off and on at any time it wants to, not giving a damn to my personal comfort. But at that time I was comfortable enough, I had no complaints. I gave a long stare at the two guitars beside me. Is it okay to play some tune at this time of the night? 

No. Maybe not. I’ll jut lie down and relax, then. And that was the grave mistake.

Oh God. Suddenly I didn’t feel good, and as if the air was full of creepy, ghastly presence. I was beginning to feel eerie, of course. I’m not going to lie here.

Et voila. I couldn’t move. My legs, my hands, my head. Nope. It wouldn’t budge, not even a slight movement. My initial struggle to free myself from this God-knows-what sorcery was in vain. I’m chained for real, damn it! Knowing that my little sister was in the room just a  couple of meters away from me, I call her out.

“Aa.aa..ainaaa..”

Oh holy shit my voice is virtually surpressed! I couldn’t let it all out, shout to her. It was incredibly weak, too faint to be heard by that girl, who, unfortunately, had earphones plugged in. I tried again, for a few times, but it didn’t work. Then the numbness came. First my chest, then it crept up to my neck. I was hell scared, yes. Numb. I was numb. I couldn’t feel anything.  For how long would this nightmare continue, I had no idea. My thoughts were filled with the most terrifying scenes from all those horror movies I had watched in my entire life. And I gave up my struggle.

“Ça va passer vite. Ça va passer vite. Ça va passer vite.”

And it did pass quickly, though my mind believed otherwise anyway.

Seconds later without actually realising it the numbness wore off, slowly but surely. I started to feel my limbs again, trying very hard to move them. Oh thank God they’re mine again! Now, if only I can get the hell out of here... oh yes I could! The moment I got up I half-sprinted back into the safety of the Cave.

And that, without even the slightest of doubts, was the scariest, creepiest experience of sleep paralysis in my whole life. It was, quite literally, heart-stopping. The whole ordeal took place in less than 5 minutes, but it felt like hours.

I’m pretty sure I was very much awake the whole time, and that I didn’t fell asleep. At all.

Damn SP, I hate you more than ever from now on.

I need some calm, relaxing music now :mrgreen:

PostHeaderIcon Board Game Night

Nitzus‘ Place.
23 January 2012.

The second board game night of the year commenced at around 9pm and lasted until near dawn the next day, no thanks to Arkham Horror, a co-op adventure game.

It is, in my honest opinion, one of the most complicated and demoralising board games ever. The game progresses in a way such that it implies how we are not supposed to beat the Ancient One after all. We (six of us) ventured in the cursed town of Arkham for almost 3 hours, all the while knowing we would end up dead anyway.

And due to its complexity, it wasn’t a smooth session of monster-hunting and gate-sealing either. Heck every time we play Arkham Horror we start to feel sleepy, and the initial excitement subsides. 😆

That night all of us were devoured by Shub-Niggurath.

One of the Ancient Ones, Azathoth.

Okay, done with that. We actually kicked off the night with Long Shot, a horse-racing game that involves buying horses, betting on them, and pretty much luck. Obviously. I did pretty well, earning podium finishes in both rounds – first in Round 1 and third in Round 2. 😀

7 Wonders, the game of civilization, was great too, though this time I fared rather poorly. My extensive military spending backfired as I finished fourth with 44 points, a hefty 17 off third place.

Only then did we visit Arkham, and by the time we played the obligatory Dixit, we were pretty much drained.

It was ~6am when we reached our home in Setia Alam. Fourteen hours later I was in my dorm at MFI, realising that I had left a couple of things at home, comme d’habitude.

“Analysis paralysis, the over-analyzing of a situation, so that a decision or action is never taken, in effect paralyzing the outcome.” Happens all the time to the board gamers. 😆

Limesong of the Day: Nathan Cragg’s classical version of Paradise, which I’ve been practicing to play for a while now. 😀

*all pics, unless otherwise noted, belong to the fabulous uncle Nitzus.

PostHeaderIcon Pic: Fraser’s Silverpark

Fraser’s Silverpark Resort, Fraser’s Hill.
25 December 2011.

Thick mist shrouds our second home at Fraser’s Hill on the Christmas Eve, with an average temperature of ~16°C all day long.

While the hill resort is some way off from being the most popular of its kind in Malaysia – largely due to the fact that there’s not much to offer for the typical visitors, it has nevertheless become our most frequented retreat for more than a decade. Calm, cool and serene with its lush greenery, what more could you ask for? 😀

Limesong of the Day: Steve Sharp Nelson‘s The Cello Song, a soothing piece of music to calm oneself down. :mrgreen:

PostHeaderIcon No Lollygaggin’

I bid farewell to the Cave four days ago. If it weren’t for that drab, bleak den, I would have spent the holiday more productively and wasted less precious time. Maybe. Anyway, school is back.

On Sunday I was, as usual, the last guy to check into my hostel room of six. Even when I was in SDAR I seldom returned to the hostel early – come on, no sane man would want to do that unless he really had to, and frankly speaking my home is barely an hour from MFI. No need to rush. And… with that came a grave drawback. I got the top bunk (again!) at one end of the room, and both my locker and desk are at the other end. Now that’s not convenient, is it? :lol:

We received the summary of semester exams transcript the next day, and though I did not fail, it was not something to be proud of either. Yes, the improvement was good, but I started so poorly that in the end I had to pay the price. The first two tests were terrible to say the least, and the final exam was perhaps relatively decent. On average it was just enough. I know I desperately have to step up and put a worthy effort to pull myself into a more favorable, comfortable position than that I’m currently in. I have three semesters left. Not much time to lose.

On a brighter note I was accepted into the first-choice R&T (Réseaux et Télécommunications) group with thirteen others – twelve gentlemen and a lady. One of them was my classmate at SK Seksyen 19 (err, when was that?), and another is my fellow green-collar SDARian 0610. The group itself, so far, has been less radiant than last year’s. I don’t know, maybe we should wait for a few weeks for the group to mix well, the chemistry is just not really there yet.

As you know, I’m trying to fix things right again, so I believe it would be very helpful if you could remind me to lollygag less. “No lollygaggin”. Easy isn’t it? Merci d’avance. 😀

Limesong of the Day: A cover of Gotye’s Somebody That I Used to Know that went viral!

Lollygag less, work harder. It’s my choice.
Cheers!

PostHeaderIcon The End of 2011

Another year gone, another year to live.

As 2011 draws to an end I believe people are tempted to take a short journey backwards, remembering how has the year been – the milestones, the significant events, the revolutionary discoveries, the movies, so on and so forth. To actually describe the year in detail would be an ultimately excruciating task. After all, there’s so much that can be done in 365 days.

Mine has been hugely substantial to the course of my life in general. Why? SPM. Go figure. Here, my very personal review of the year!

POST-SPM: Hello MFI!

If I remember it correctly, the results for SPM 2010 were announced on the 23rd of March. Thank God I got a few sweet A’s and A+’s, good enough to apply for a scholarship. Petronas handed me an opportunity at the EduCamp in Tronoh… where I think I failed miserably. Khazanah is not worth mentioning, simply because I knew it all along that it was a long shot. A very long one, really. In the end it was only MARA who approved my application, albeit with an offer to enroll in a Pre-Spain Programme at UniKL MSI instead of  the preferred Pre-France Programme. After weeks of uncertainty finally we managed to find a spot for me in UniKL MFI for the PFP.

THE VOLCANOES: Beholding Anak Krakatau, Scaling Mt Bromo.

We love volcanoes and mountains, that’s not a secret. For me it all started two years ago when I conquered my very first mountain: Mt Marapi, the most active volcano in Sumatra. The activity which I initially regarded with scorn –  climb up, then descend, what’s the point? That was so ignorant of me 😆 – became one I look forward to all the time.

Mt Bromo, Mt Batok and Mt Semeru in the background; Mt Marapi from the town of Bukittinggi; the erupting Anak Krakatau.

In January we visited the highly active Anak Krakatau. The volcano, which erupts continuously these days, has the potential to be as fatally dangerous as its infamous mother Krakatoa. Unfortunately, for some obvious safety reasons, the limit radius was (and still is, I think) 2km from the volcanic island. We circled, and never touched her.

Six months later we flew to Surabaya, en route to Bromo Tengger Semeru National Park, on my third volcano outing. A 1km limit radius was set up around Mt Bromo too, but it wasn’t taken seriously by the locals and the visitors. Therefore, we were able to climb it. Nice.

AUSTRALIA REVISITED: From Mt Gambier to Bright.

Part I, Part II, Part III. I have somehow, left out the last part – the one where we ascended to Mt Hotham. Just too lazy.

I have no recollection whatsoever of the first visit, about 16-17 years ago. I was, evidently, a hopeless little toddler. The only thing that convinced me that it did actually happen was some old photos.

We landed in Melbourne via AirAsia X, headed west along the Great Ocean Road to Mount Gambier, then back east to Bright, and lastly back to Melbourne. And hey, barring that first visit, for the first time in my life I played snow consciously, at Mount Hotham no less! 😀

Oh Bright, I love that little town.

A NEW HOBBY: Playing Classical Guitar.

In between SDAR and MFI there was a very, very big gap of idleness and emptiness. The terrifying 7-month-plus holiday. It could have been something else, but I didn’t look for job or anything like that. The only schedule that I had to follow was the guitar class on Thursday every week. I’m not saying that I wasted the whole holiday by literally doing nothing – I learnt new things, read some books, did the chores, travelled, etc – but heck I did feel like a big fat sloth. Oh, anyway, learning to play guitar was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made, though I admit it would take years for me to really grasp all those musical theories and methods.

CHAMPIONS AGAIN: United Leapfrog the Scousers!

No one could have predicted it two decades ago. Heck, people even started doubting Fergie’s United early in the 2000’s, when the Red Devils lost grasp of the Barclay’s Premier League to rivals Arsenal and then Chelsea. That, coupled with their 2006’s UEFA Champions League group stage elimination (that year they missed out the league title for the third consecutive season) fueled speculations that perhaps, United’s time had indeed ended. How wrong they were. Duh.

It was a season where United were, honestly, below average, but so were other teams. That’s the only reason why we won it. Nothing else to say. United winning is not something out of this world, is it? It’s United 19-18 Liverpool. Err..while Liverpool no longer pose a threat to us, a new one has arisen. The noisy neighbors City. Heh.

THE END OF AN ERA: R.E.M. Disband.

From my point of view, R.E.M. were highly underrated. Seriously almost no one listens to them here. One of the pioneers of alternative rock, it took over 30 years for them to finally call it a day in September. I remember singing the Great Beyond in front of the classroom for God knows what. It was some sort of a test maybe. But oh yeah I sure did sing it. 😆
I just hope U2 won’t do the same just yet.

Some of their best songs, excluding the mentioned above:

Losing My Religion (1991)

Everybody Hurts (1992)

Imitation of Life (2001)

Man on the Moon (1992)

 

MOVIES OF THE YEAR: A Better Life and the King’s Speech.

Nah I will not review movies for I’m not a critic and I just can’t review movies. Don’t know why. But I assure you these ones are excellent, and thus I think I just leave a couple of trailers here…

A Better Life.

The King’s Speech – this one was publicly released early in January 2011. I just watched it last week. 😆

THE DRAGONBORN COMES: The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim.

I used to be bla bla bla (like you), then I took an arrow in the knee. What an outdated meme. Anyway, this game is friggin’ gorgeous and highly both entertaining and addictive where one could spend hours of playtime without actually realising it. Set in the medieval world of Tamriel, the story is appealing, and the gameplay immersive, even with those tons of bugs. If you enjoyed the previous series or Fallout 3 and New Vegas, you should play this. If not, then Angry Birds would be fine.

Skyrim Timelapse!

Oh I think I should put the trailer here, too…

GAINING FROM GAMING: Barra’s FIFA 11 Tournament Champion!

Okay. It was a small and low-budget tournament held in July at Barra, a popular eatery in Shah Alam, absolutely nothing like those international ones or even Game Monster‘s for that matter. There were supposed to be 12 players, but only six turned up so I needed to beat just three other contestants to win the first prize – RM150, which I did. 😆

Hey at least it’s the real deal, no?

Well that’s about it I guess, I’m rather sure I’m missing something here. Wanna read about revolutions and life-changing events? Go somewhere else.

And comme d’habitude I’ll end this post with a rendition of one of the best themes ever! 😀

 

PostHeaderIcon Good Old Pokémon!

*currently, at this very moment, following ESPN Soccernet Matchday live – 26 November.

Thanks to my great brothers, I grew up in the wonderful world of Pokémon where everything seemed so orderly and pleasant that even the supposedly wicked and powerful Team Rocket could not significantly disrupt the said world. And guess what?  Today I’ve found another uncomplicated, easy piece to play on my guitar: The Pokémon Centre Theme!

This is the world-famous tune that plays everytime we hurry into the PC to heal our beloved Pokémon…

…and this is the piece, played by BustyGlory. Simple yet satisfying.

I have exams next week before starting “me reposer”-ing chez moi this coming Friday. Oh God, have mercy. Cheers.

PostHeaderIcon 11.11.11

The date, for one, is charming enough for me. Ten days ago my Facebook wall was flooded with 01.11.11, and today is not much different. Just add another 1 and you’ll have 11.11.11.  So, considering that I haven’t post anything for quite some time, perhaps today, on the eleventh of November 2011, I’ll put something up.

Life’s still hard. I’m honestly struggling with my studies these days, but I still have that tiny bit of belief needed to keep on marching. You know, I’ve gone through this before (SPM!), though I believe it was slightly less challenging. The countless of times I floundered last year made the success at the end somewhat sweeter. But if there was one thing that it taught me, it would be how significant and vital perseverance were in getting all those elusive A’s. Heh. I won’t give up. Never.

On a side note, one thing that never failed to cheer me up back then was English. When I found myself too disoriented by the goings-on around me, I picked up a pen and started writing – both originals and carbon copies of something else, like the one below, quotes by Nikola Tesla from Tesla: Man Out of Time.

Maybe it’s a good idea to do the same thing here, albeit in French instead of English. I think I enjoy French as much as I miss English. And I am of the opinion that my vocabulary is decaying now, slowly but surely. 😆

For now, the long-awaited weekend has arrived. A good two days for a desperately needed pit stop. I’ll definitely try my very best to make good use of it, and of course a couple of hours (plus plus!) for practicing guitar and..err..gaming? Life’s still to be enjoyed. 😀

LimesongU2Moment of Surrender

At the moment of surrender
Of vision over visibility
I did not notice the passers-by
And they did not notice me

Err..do you know what the number 11 reminds me of?
Ryan Giggs!

Cheers!

PostHeaderIcon Town Theme

The holidays have arrived. My dad fetched me today and we braved a hell of a downpour before reaching home a little more than an hour later.

The torrent got even worse after a few seconds, blowing gale-force winds that looked…cool. 😀

Then I fell asleep, only to wake up just before we entered into our neighbourhood. For some reasons, though, I doubt it will be an entirely just-for-kicks holiday. There are piles of devoirs to be taken care of. Ah well, you can’t achieve something great without hardwork, right? Bonnes vacances! 😀

Et quoi encore?

I’ve yet to play any installment of the famous Final Fantasy series but one thing is for sure – all of them, like most RPGs, feature plenty of beautiful, relaxing melodies. This one, which I’ve learnt to play on the classical guitar, is the second game’s Town Theme.

Isn’t it wonderful?
Cheers!

PostHeaderIcon Peace Train

The fact that we can’t enjoy those great videos and music on YouTube at the hostel makes me even giddier to share my favourite songs once I got home – this one is Peace Train by Cat Stevens (Yusuf Islam). Bon week-end! 😀

I’ve been crying lately
Thinking about the world as it is
Why must we go on hating?
Why can’t we live in bliss?

*The futile hope for peace 🙁

PostHeaderIcon Seven Months

It had been a very lengthy holiday that felt like eternity at first, but then as time flew I realised it wasn’t that long after all 😆

If things went as planned today would mark another milestone in my life – the dawn of tertiary education. The beginning of another journey.

When I was in primary school I used to think how burdensome and tiring it would be for me to live a life as a secondary school/college/university student – with the higher level of learning, even more essay questions, all those hands-on classes/practicals and greater involvement in co-curricular activities, the 8-year old me was nowhere near impressed with what he saw from the lives of his sister and brothers.

But yeah I knew I couldn’t run away from it. Hell, I still can’t. 😆

So be informed that in a few hours I will no longer be a parasitic, dreamy lotus eater who, if it wasn’t for the generosity of his parents, would have starved to death a long, long time ago. Rather I’ll be a parasitic son trying to work his way to the top, in the process of repaying the faith his parents have in him. Hahaha 😎

And perhaps I won’t have as much time as I wish to. Less spare time, less privacy, less internet, less loafing around, and who knows, perhaps even less posts (well, it’s not that I update this site regularly anyway).

So yeah, that’s it. Oh, I just want to let you know that it’s been over two months since the flight home from Melbourne and I still haven’t concluded the trip. Too bad.

Here’s a great, deep song from U2. Cheers!