<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:24:25.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a musical revolution</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-8775614349474064557</id><published>2008-06-22T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:45:36.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sounds of a musician - part 1</title><content type='html'>Today the topic will be on volume, as a guitarist, the volume level we play upon shall inflict on the band itself in which it reflects the current position you are playing. How good your solo will be if your sound are drowned by the drummer's cymbals? How good will your vocalist be if it is drowned by the sound of the guitarist? And the worst mistake is a drowned bassist. Which ever situation i face during a peformance, i will not care on those petty factors such as the search for true tone anymore as our sound are all miked up to the mixer and released by the soundman. This ultimately means that if your sound man is good he will be able to balance it out quickly, if they are not good this in which most of the time we face, you're fucked. Simple as that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, then what does a musician need to do then you ask? Well, simple thing we need to do is to level the volume of every equipment, which is the case called sound check. playing a tune one by one is not going to cut it. You'll need to play at least an entire chorus to hear the full potential of it. it's the simple case of a jamming room, you'll need to be able to hear yourself and everyone else on the stage without being too loud or too soft, simple as that. Most bands i know who goes on stage to sound check are afraid to show their full song as they didn't want to expose their masterpiece too early, they would either play only a chorus or another song during sound check. I would say be careful because different songs requires different settings most of the time. Why do i say so? Not all songs use the same settings, some bands do and it's a bleessing but some versatile band doesn't and it's kind of a hassle to even it out at the end of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple guide on guitar tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A basic comparison between a solo tone and a rythm tone are that they are two different thing in this world, one is meant to jump out on specific time in the song and one is meant to be a supporting structure to the vocals and other instruments in the band. Different amplifiers have different tones, don't tell me your marshall sounds like an ibanez amplifier. It will definitely colour your guitar sound at the end of the day, you will need some time to level out the volume and eq the settings to match your favourite tone. Even if you are using a high end digital modeler such as the line6 pod series, boss gt series, or Digitech modelers. It's a different sound for each modelers and it will definitely affect the other instruments in the way it is presented. Sharper sounds will definitely be better for solo, boosted midrange are good but will be drowned if drummer goes high on cymbals, usually i will use boosted midrange and boosted low end for that low chuncky thick end sound of the chuga chuga chuga rythm. For a solo tone i will lower the bass and midrange and boost the treble massively, this way it doesn't mess the rythm part of the song while soloing, a bit of bass wont hurt though. Else I'll be drowning everyone when i play on solo. The best part about digital modelers are that they have a volume pedal built in, it is best used to lower or boost your sound at the stage, especially if you feel that your solo is drowning everyone on stage or it's too low. It's the same concept if you have a set of distortions and you fix a volume pedal to the front or the end of it. Part 2 coming up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-8775614349474064557?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/8775614349474064557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=8775614349474064557&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/8775614349474064557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/8775614349474064557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2008/06/volume.html' title='sounds of a musician - part 1'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-4696355389850012072</id><published>2008-06-16T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T03:23:48.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>final payCHECK fuckup</title><content type='html'>ladies and gentleman, introducing my ex-company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.rmagroup.com.sg/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is by far the worst experience i've had with Singapore. Work for em hard with all you've got, finally had to go back due to some restraining issues back home and guess what? They tell you they need to hold your final pay for less than a month which is about three weeks, now that's fine by me. Then they said they'll need to cut $200 off for not completing the one year contract, that's fine by me too. Since my final physical day on the 8th May 2008, they've hold up my pay from the previous month till today without a single news at all and it's 16th Jun 2008 already. I waited for a month and after that when i called or emailed the company, all they said was that they haven't receive the IR21 letter from IRAS which is the tax dept in Singapore. My question is that since Singapore is such an efficient country, why does processing my tax liabilities would take such a long time to digest? What the hell, i began to wonder if they really are scamming me for that lousy of a pay cheaque that i'm getting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One big word : SCREW YOUR EFFICIENT POLICY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without any information or attempts to contact me at all for one month after my resignation, how do you even describe your company's efficiency?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-4696355389850012072?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/4696355389850012072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=4696355389850012072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/4696355389850012072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/4696355389850012072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2008/06/final-paycheck-fuckup.html' title='final payCHECK fuckup'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-8112414781184694997</id><published>2008-06-10T06:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T07:21:22.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>complications</title><content type='html'>Life, as we all know is never easy. A simple thing such as forming a band maybe tough sometimes, a lot goes into the process of achieving a fully satisfying band which meets every member's satisfaction. In my lifeline of playing the guitar and bass, I've been trying to make the best out of what I'm playing and prioterize my happiness of playing in a band as the benchmark for being in that particular band. So in short, i have joined and quited quite a number of bands in these short few years. Not a proud declaration of mine though. As a result of this, some people preferred to call me snobbish and to the others it's simply called arrogant, well up to a certain point i would have to agree with them but what the hell man, if you don't feel comfortable playing in that band anymore why stay??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is that if you can go to the studio and play your heart out with your band for that one hour or more without the feeling of restrained, that means you are playing in a band which suits you best. The magic would be for you play a thing and they would being something different to the table of music to complement, sort of like you bring the flour and they bring the sugar mix with some water you'll have a nice bread. However if you don't feel happy at all playing and at the end of the day you got this feeling like you're just being there for the sake of being there as a band member then i would say that there is really no point for you to waste your time right?? Well then there's too many factors going into the making of a band as well and this is just point number one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another point which is important in the making of a band are the attitudes of the members itself, even big time rock stars have problem coping with each other's strenuous behaviors, what more to say coming from bands who have yet to make at least something in their music? I have met a whole variety of snobbish posers along the way and most of the time you wont know they are posers until you get really close enough to know them personally, i'm not speaking about people those who really wears black mascara with a simple plan t-shirt on the street. That's a different issue, i'm talking about the core of a musician's believes. The true foundation of the music a person is writing upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, they are really way out of their league when they start ranting on how lousy the other bands were in a gig. They would talk and laugh loudly against those who are making mistakes on stage, detest those who are better than them musically with a lousy reason and worst of all they think they are the best and nobody would listen to the incriminating things that they say. Too bad, everybody listens. :) The worst type are those who preaches of one thing and does another without realizing his own mistakes. They speak of high knowledge and skills musically but when it comes down to showing the real deal they would be looking for excuses to why they cant do it. I do agree that sometimes mistakes can be amended, behaviors can be changed and skills can be upgraded in time but only certain things can be foretold, for at the end of the day it all boils deep down to one's heart as a poser will always be a poser no matter what they try to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time when i face these kinda events, it's easy to know that i am depressed mentally. It's kinda like a self degrading moment for me as i will have no new fresh ideas for songs and i feel like a jailed bird in a cage with my kuku bird nailed on a wall so high. So there you go, a few points in a life of a rock and roll band. I admit i am slowly getting tired from all these irony bullshits in life lately, it's like going back to square one every time and you feel like you're having a huge stone on your shoulder. So i wonder in time.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-8112414781184694997?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/8112414781184694997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=8112414781184694997&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/8112414781184694997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/8112414781184694997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2008/06/complications.html' title='complications'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-3140579057405065693</id><published>2008-02-20T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:38:33.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gear talk</title><content type='html'>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. &lt;strike&gt;The fact that i have been a single adult in Singapore for six months to date also does wonders for my collection as well.&lt;/strike&gt; Let me see from top to bottom according to the date bought....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Behringer Acoustic Simulator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Digitech Metal Master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Some not so cheap semi accoustic guitar with mike up system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Zoom GFX-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Craftsman Black Les Paul Copy (fully setup and intonated which cost me a bomb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Marshall MG10cdr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) VOX Tonelab SE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Jackson Black RR5 with gold hardwares and EMG 81/85 installed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Line6 Toneport UX2 to record my sound ideas in real time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Ibanez RG270dx MIK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Fender Bullet Reverb 15 watt of destruction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Pod 2.0 with FB4 lineboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Hughes and Kettner Warp Factor Distortion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) A whole bunch of expensive cables + road ready pedalcase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Ibanez autowah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Another cheap ass flying V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) NUX phaser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Lazer power supply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Samick Artist Series with gold hardwares and mother of pearl bindings.. (coming soon, on negotiation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) god knows what maybe a triamp of another jackson self built...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading this bullshit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-3140579057405065693?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/3140579057405065693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=3140579057405065693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/3140579057405065693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/3140579057405065693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2008/02/gear-talk.html' title='gear talk'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-1764350942825200218</id><published>2008-02-19T03:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T04:02:23.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>honey my money</title><content type='html'>1) take a knife,&lt;br /&gt;2) carve around the tree,&lt;br /&gt;3) milk the tree dry,&lt;br /&gt;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!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-1764350942825200218?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/1764350942825200218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=1764350942825200218&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/1764350942825200218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/1764350942825200218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2008/02/honey-my-money.html' title='honey my money'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-6164984384125502294</id><published>2008-02-15T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T10:57:35.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue window</title><content type='html'>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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-6164984384125502294?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/6164984384125502294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=6164984384125502294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/6164984384125502294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/6164984384125502294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2008/02/blue-window.html' title='blue window'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-2191293467522637234</id><published>2007-12-13T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:00:30.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fever-ish</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My mom called me the other day,&lt;br /&gt;[mom]  : jerry you are in the newspaper today you know..&lt;br /&gt;[me]     : is it? wow, how did you know one?&lt;br /&gt;[mom] : your sister tell me one la&lt;br /&gt;[me]    : hehe, so how do i look on papers ma?&lt;br /&gt;[mom] : not bad, but why you all naked ar?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat accidentally killed the spirit of rock and roll this christmas..........  =.=""&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-2191293467522637234?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/2191293467522637234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=2191293467522637234&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/2191293467522637234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/2191293467522637234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/12/fever-ish.html' title='fever-ish'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-2708626273828359493</id><published>2007-12-11T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T18:30:22.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fever</title><content type='html'>As many of you who actually read this blog knows, i am well known for sacrificing everything that i have for music. Be it love, money, friendship or my closest kin, i am willing to go the distance for music just to be rewarded with peanuts. Actually i am not proud to say that all these sacrifices may not be visible to the people around me especially the ones closest to me as i tend to be secretive in almost anything i do hence I don't blame them for one couldn't understand what one couldn't see. . However, the reward that i get from all these sacrifices are the reason why i keep doing all these crazy things in my life. The end reward was indeed priceless to me, the satisfaction of achieving what i never thought i would've achieved in the first place. To the naked eye of the people around me most of the time, life goes on. However a big kudos goes to those who trully understand what i've been through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i've made a vow to my band mates from kuching that i will be playing the year end gig and i've purposely flewn back from Singapore on the weekends to jam and record just to make ends meet for the superfly gig. It wasn't easy as we all know playing a gig doesnt mean you go to the stage and sing a linkin park song with a fist jammed in your balls kinda sound, well not this gig anyway. The point is that i will have to get a weeks off my job to forcefully jam and write songs with my band in Kuching without knowing the outcome of this sacrifice. I tried to take the leave early on but it was a close draw as i was denied the leave many times from my boss here in singapore. I don't know how but suddenly he found mercy in me and walla, the next thing i know is that i'm on my flight back to Kuching. There we practised like mad, wrote songs like there is no tomorrow and played our heart out to the walls of Hip Hop &amp;amp; Rock Studio, there is no turning back now as the days came closer and closer. The only thing we could do is to pray hard that we'll be alright after jamming just a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To SARAWAK ROCK PARTY 2007 crowd, you guys trully made a wild crowd that night. To all the bands who played that night i am salute you for being able to push for something which we all beleive in that night, THE POWER OF MUSIC! So once again i salute you with my Heineken in my hand all the way online from Singapore as i'm writting this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly my flight to Singapore is on 5am the next morning so after the gig, i immediately went back home to pack my stuff, it wasn't easy as my heart was still pumping from the massive adrenaline rush that night. Somehow i manage to conquer all doubts to stay back in Kuching to party and get on the plane the next morning. Now that i am in Singapore, writting this and the shere feeling of loneliness began to set in slowly once again like a creepy spider.. Hehhe, be prepared for more emotional writtings soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before logging off, I would like all hail to my band DYERBREED, the strip rockers once again.!! Thank you for the wonderfull experience in Kuching and we all know that TsingTao is as smooth as Heineken now. Chiao!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-2708626273828359493?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/2708626273828359493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=2708626273828359493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/2708626273828359493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/2708626273828359493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/12/fever.html' title='fever'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-527807880788371455</id><published>2007-10-31T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T01:31:51.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>As of now i'm in singapore, sweeping the floors to help make it once again the cleanest city in the world. hehe, entering the world of semi-adulthood is a totally different thing for me to experience, life has so much to offer yet so little to give. If one could see through what it takes to be one then maybe, just maybe we can grow a little each day. it takes a while for me to get used to this wierd ass system...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-527807880788371455?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/527807880788371455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=527807880788371455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/527807880788371455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/527807880788371455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/10/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-3284342472602699635</id><published>2007-06-12T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T03:00:48.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>suckers</title><content type='html'>No offense to the band on this video though but i really couldn't take it when someone decides to try to be real smart, especially by fucking up one of my favorite band's song... Want to know why? Just watch this and admit the horror of turning a beauty into the beast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o09M3TEHl-Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o09M3TEHl-Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-3284342472602699635?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/3284342472602699635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=3284342472602699635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/3284342472602699635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/3284342472602699635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/06/suckers.html' title='suckers'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-6450198062386624008</id><published>2007-06-09T13:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T14:37:41.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>graduation</title><content type='html'>First of all, sorry for the long period of absence, i was living a life of a massive train wreck where time is of no presence in the entity of rush. I wouldn't lie and say that i love my lecturers, tutors, academic adviser and certain peers at that time, neither would i lie and say that i appreciate those who backstab me to gain certain favors from the lecturers for themselves too, and the worst shit of all was to these kinds of conversation after an extremely hard final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;me&gt; : hey, so hows the paper? what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;he&gt; : it was easy, almost close to the tips given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;me&gt; : errr, wait a minute, what tips man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;they&gt; : didnt you get the tips???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relying on your own strength when taking 8 subjects including FYP in a single semester is definitely not the solution. It's not just the willpower and responsibility that counts, there are many other factors which may seriously damage your credibility. Issues such as bad health can literally kill you if you are facing flu and headaches during your exam week. Apart from the usual hardworking thing of attending class, passing up every assignments and punctuality, there are many other actions i learnt of which i think will be useful to help survive the entire ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Suck up to the tutors. Be as cute as a hello kitty doll.&lt;br /&gt;2 Massive suck up to the lecturers. yes, laugh at lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;3  At the class, sit in front row so that they can actually remember your name.&lt;br /&gt;4 Look at them when they are teaching, this gives an impression of you wanting to learn more&lt;br /&gt;5 Be resourceful, get as many contacts of the ppl in your class. they'll save your ass in assignments.&lt;br /&gt;6 In free time, stop frolicking with chicks, meet the lecturers and create small chats&lt;br /&gt;7 Approach the lecturers from time to time, they might sympathize you in the final exam.&lt;br /&gt;8 Try to get tips and solutions early and resourcefully to avoid any stupid mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;9 Avoid bitching about lecturers or tutors in campus, they might be behind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, a first hand guide on how to survive undergrad years of studies in a university. This is written so that anyone of you reading this and are still studying can perhaps use these tips as guides to save your ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have officially graduated from MMU as of today, the marks are out and i am cleared for the convocations in August.  A big thanks goes out to those who has been supportive of me during the years of my studies here in Malacca, you know who you are. I will be back with mroe updates soon, gotta party for now..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/they&gt;&lt;/me&gt;&lt;/he&gt;&lt;/me&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-6450198062386624008?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/6450198062386624008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=6450198062386624008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/6450198062386624008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/6450198062386624008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/06/graduation.html' title='graduation'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-7356354285291245901</id><published>2007-04-20T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T07:09:15.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moonshine</title><content type='html'>Guess what fate brought upon me this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, I'm not as lucky as you think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One midterm on Tuesday night&lt;br /&gt;One midterm on Thursday night&lt;br /&gt;One midterm on Friday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i began experiencing slight hallucinations of my lecturers conversation in progress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since everything now days comes in trilogies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not throw in 3 assignments deadline on Friday as well? Ok, sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait wait, how about FYP? Next week due date lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another lec intruded, but isn't next week supposed to be parallel processing and compiler design assignment due date as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the beauty my dear. This is how we are fulfilling our job as a lecturer &lt;strike&gt; asshole&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, I feel my life is getting shorter by the moment, i really do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-7356354285291245901?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/7356354285291245901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=7356354285291245901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/7356354285291245901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/7356354285291245901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/04/moonshine.html' title='moonshine'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-8338565186918425977</id><published>2007-04-16T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T07:24:31.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>death note</title><content type='html'>I wish i can say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;especially the ones who makes me cry inside,&lt;br /&gt;tutors, lecturers, friends and foes,&lt;br /&gt;hypocrites, back stabbers, liars, and assholes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i was born another day,&lt;br /&gt;to face adventures in life the other way,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard i try to do it,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems to work out the way i want it to be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i was born of another planet,&lt;br /&gt;where all the people in the world take flights,&lt;br /&gt;our beds would be filled with warm blankets,&lt;br /&gt;there is no need for an empty jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardless of the times they tell me,&lt;br /&gt;My dreams would never be of reach,&lt;br /&gt;I guess this stupid struggle is of my own,&lt;br /&gt;All i can is to kill this demon and i'll be enthroned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how i see it,&lt;br /&gt;there is no turning back time now,&lt;br /&gt;so till the end i will fight,&lt;br /&gt;my very last breath will be the light....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sometimes secretly just wish you can fly away from all your troubles and worries in this life? I guess these are the moments when we made the decision which will bring us to another chapter in our lives, be it right or wrong. There is definitely no option of running away now for me. At this moment, I'm just waiting to be sacrificed like a lamb was to be sacrificed on the throne to please the gods back in the days. I am a naive and uncertain person deep inside, though i am fully unprepared of what the future brings i will promise to never run away again. No, stupidity is not the answer, it's not going to end up like what i used to do before this. All i ask is for you to give me another chance to try. I am neither smart nor rich, as well as good looking nor charming. I am just an ordinary guy walking the empty streets of darkness, it's different from you and your so called definition of what life is. So with all my heart and all my breath, just let me scream into the abyss where you take your share of my shattered soul into account and keep on playing the game.. i hope you are happy, with moments of enjoyment engulfed in your mind before i take it apart and rip it to pieces with the fangs of hatred. Please help me break away darling...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-8338565186918425977?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/8338565186918425977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=8338565186918425977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/8338565186918425977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/8338565186918425977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/04/death-note.html' title='death note'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-5028583525160526995</id><published>2007-04-07T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T05:36:48.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>senselessness</title><content type='html'>Things in life just doesn't seem to make sense sometimes, i guess the god's are playing with us far too hard sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 April 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to face a very hard quiz in my tutorials at 4.30pm, and later at 8pm an easy midterm paper. The paper is supposed to be easy because I've taken a lot of effort to study the paper throughly prior to the midterm and by now i was able to memorise almost everything they can throw at me. Despite that i dont take my chances and forced myself to library to study for both of it through out the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the library, i was sitting alone and trying to read up intensely - the paper, but the moment i turn up my head for a break, there was this girl who sat beside me and she was literally staring and smiling to me. I was stoned, period. I didn't know what to do so i went for a cigarette break, haha... by the time i return, she's gone. Damn cool wey, now i can concentrate and study better. Honest.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So around 4.30pm i went for the quiz in my tutorial class only to fly like a butterfly in the sky, it was not as hard as i thought it would be and turn up i was the first to finish and leave the class, pardon my ignorance as i really need to concentrate and study for my midterm also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 7.30pm i went for the midterm that night only to screw the second part of the paper, yes the second part i practically left it empty without any scribblings. I discover in horror later that i knew how to solve it as i have practiced it like ten times before, just that my mind went blank during the midterm when i &lt;strike&gt;see the hot tutor slyly flirting with the other tutors right in front of my desk with her new haircut, she has very lame taste of guys sial&lt;/strike&gt;.  was stared at by one of the tutor supervising the exam, i thought he suspected me of cheating and he told me later that he likes my handwriting as it is very beautiful. Don't believe? Go and ask moses if you knew him.. Shitty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like crap studying the whole day so i decided to go back early, shower and sleep. With my flu medicine, i slept peacefully around 1am i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 April 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I woke up too early &lt;strike&gt;6.30am for a Saturday is too early&lt;/strike&gt; and went for breakfast 3 times, yes the first one was intentional but the second and third are not, it was a mistake but what the hell, i can kill some time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later in the afternoon, i was dragged out of my room, wearing the best of suits only to face a broken down car and a good two hours spent in the workshop, i pity my friend's luck for the car doesn't belong to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, while waiting in the workshop a missionary man called and invited me to his church gathering tonight.What i don't understand is that i have not attended church for the past few years yet i gladly accepted his offer without blinking an eye. Turns out in the end, I'm jacked when the fella didn't contact me at all at the designated time despite a few sms to him which is at the time I'm writing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the workshop we loose all interest to go on with our adventure to the PC Fair held at Mahkota Parade, so i went back, took a bath, pop my flu medicine and walla i'm in dreamland. I was peacefully sleeping until someone missed call me and to my horror i realized i am late for one of my group meetings. The coolest thing is that the group consist of mostly international students and I'm chosen as the group leader, hence with the responsibilities upon my shoulders I'm still late for a very important meeting in the library, i guess i went there looking stoned like a fuckhead chinese ah beng. Sorry guys, it's just not my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting, i was thirsty so i decided to go for a drink with dilip and zero, while walking to ixora i was literally stared at by one very cute girl who was walking alone to buy some food, i try to look behind but there's no one else behind me, i turn to her again and she smiled at me flashing her perfect white teeth.. Damn, is god trying to screw my brains? She's is hot..!! How is this suppose to turn out in the end? Still very much confused and dazed from the earlier events, i walk on my path and look into the opposite direction shyly&lt;strike&gt;she must be thinking are you retarded asshole..??&lt;/strike&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period man, i'm bleeding... Hope you all have a nice day ahead..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-5028583525160526995?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/5028583525160526995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=5028583525160526995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/5028583525160526995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/5028583525160526995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/04/senselessness.html' title='senselessness'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-6124077848381212159</id><published>2007-04-01T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T13:09:45.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>midnight blues</title><content type='html'>Woke up around 2am when i was about to go to bed, just to to be notified about an extra assignment deadline at 12pm. How could this happen when i tried so hard to get everything done on time this semester? Been slaving on the weekend for one of my assignments and an exam till the night itself... Now monday is officially the day i hate, here's the three reason why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have a wireless computing midterm examination at 8pm (super hard, honestly)&lt;br /&gt;- I have an algorithm analysis project submission by 12pm in the lab, the assignment consist of codings of hash table functions and reviews of monte carlo algorithm of which i feel is still bearable&lt;br /&gt;- I have an assignment to code a robot to move within a maze like the game PACMAN using the programming language FORTRAN which is extinct in MMU. The assignment is due 5pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God please save me, i beg of you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-6124077848381212159?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/6124077848381212159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=6124077848381212159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/6124077848381212159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/6124077848381212159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/04/midnight-blues.html' title='midnight blues'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-8384106060613239326</id><published>2007-03-30T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T09:47:44.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mid terms and assignments</title><content type='html'>New things to rant about myself lately :&lt;br /&gt;- itchiness for a new phone has begun again, this time a sonyericsson babe&lt;br /&gt;- i feel that i am like a train wreck in life, day after day of disasters this semester.&lt;br /&gt;- insomnia (refer to previous post)&lt;br /&gt;- rains of 7 project deadlines, and 7 midterms almost everyday continuously. Every single drop is deadly enough that if i get one hit, i'll be staying here for another lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;- softwares learnt so far for this semester alone, c, dev c++, VB.NET, sql, apache, linux and the latest to add in, FORTRAN.&lt;br /&gt;- our very inteligent lecturer asked us to learn how to program a compiler in linux and submit it within two weeks. I've just submitted the thing earlier so pardon my crappy writtings, my mind is extremely screwed at this very moment. Trust me,  here's proof..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#include &lt;stdio.h&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#include &lt;love.h&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#include &lt;math.h&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;int main ()&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;br /&gt;     jerry_thinks();&lt;br /&gt;     printf("Jerry thinks 1+1 = %d", babies);&lt;br /&gt;     return 0;&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerry_thinks("1+1=3")&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;br /&gt;     to_explain_this_theory();&lt;br /&gt;     if (man==real man &amp;&amp;amp; women==real girl) //real = authentic != aqua's or tomboys&lt;br /&gt;         {&lt;br /&gt;               int rlshp++ //relationship points grows plus everytime they meet new ppl&lt;br /&gt;               men+girl=baby(); //accidents in backseats cause babies&lt;br /&gt;         }&lt;br /&gt;     else ( man!=real man  women!=real girl)&lt;br /&gt;         {&lt;br /&gt;               int rlshp-- //relationship points grows plus everytime they meet new ppl&lt;br /&gt;               men+men=more_men_screwed(); //accidents in backpants&lt;br /&gt;               girl+girl =  more_women_screwed(); // no comments..&lt;br /&gt;         }&lt;br /&gt;      return baby;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me if you find my joke stupid or harmfull, i am not in pure state of mind to speak to anyone at this moment...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-8384106060613239326?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/8384106060613239326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=8384106060613239326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/8384106060613239326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/8384106060613239326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/03/mid-terms-and-assignments.html' title='mid terms and assignments'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-3529934039990650993</id><published>2007-03-30T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T09:19:02.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>depressing summer</title><content type='html'>time         : 10pm++&lt;br /&gt;status      : feeling extremely tired from a very long day at campus and will be trying to sleep at this hour to wake up early to prepare &amp; revise notes for next day's class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time         : 11.15pm++&lt;br /&gt;status      : tosing and turning around in bed, mind wandering to faraway lands of dragons and sometimes entertaining pleasurable fantasies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time         : 1.15am++&lt;br /&gt;status      : still turning around in bed =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time         : 3.15am+++++&lt;br /&gt;status      : feeling depressed, alone and very much awake with eyes wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time         : 3.45am&lt;br /&gt;status      : decided to just stay awake as it is time to wake up anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your information, this happened almost every single night for the past 2 weeks, and i am not getting any sleep in the daytime either, i'll be feeling tired like hell before going to sleep and then after lazing around for a few hours without sleep i'll feel better physically with my eyes wide open.. Is this insomnia or stress..? Damnit, i'm going crazy real soon...!! This is really the beginning of a very depressing summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-3529934039990650993?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/3529934039990650993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=3529934039990650993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/3529934039990650993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/3529934039990650993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/03/depressing-summer.html' title='depressing summer'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-92359645226880276</id><published>2007-03-24T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T05:58:35.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;These past few days has been a wreck, i guess it's just my expectations of  people which has begun to fail on me thus I AM A FAILURE FOR I DO NOT SEE  THROUGH YOU WELL ENOUGH TO PUT MY EXPECTATIONS SO HIGH UPON YOU. Thank you for  destroying everything i've build and work so hard to achieve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-92359645226880276?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/92359645226880276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=92359645226880276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/92359645226880276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/92359645226880276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/03/expectations.html' title='expectations'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-5670511124051075710</id><published>2007-03-13T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T22:01:51.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I just notice my hot tutor winks at me at the mid term exam last night, cool..!! hehe, in case you are wondering which tutor, she's the one i mention a few weeks earlier being harsh towards me in class, and if im not mistaken, she could be single *wonders and ponders in blankness to the sky....* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now sick, yes fever and all, missing my classes with valid reason and yes i should be reoccupating instead of blogging, but who cares, my hands move on their own and now you are reading this eh, hahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been wondering lately where my dreams will take me to, it's kinda hard trying to balance my time between friends, studies and music, it's not an easy task taking 8 subjects including FYP for one semester and yet i am subject to criticism from a few pathetic assholes who doesnt seem to understand the fact that taking 8 subjects is totally different from taking just 3 or 4 subjects even for a long semester. However, a big thank you goes to all of you who understands and offers moral support along the way, i trully appreciate that, i guess there's no need of formality for introduction here on who they are, you know who you are..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something i wish to note for you music lovers out there, my youtube account has been suspended due to some violation of some privacy shite, so in contrast to their action, i am launching an anti-youtube campaign for now, no idea how long can i keep this up though. I am a sucker for good inventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;My luck in love wise has not improved at all, i met a beautiful angel one day while i was minding my own business in a cafe in Emerald Park, out of nowhere she came and with such a wide choice of empty place to sit, she chose to sit behind me &lt;strike&gt;watching my arse&lt;/strike&gt;,&lt;em&gt; "what's with my backside that attracts people's attention..??"&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, i didnt summon enough courage to talk to her that time and walk away empty minded like a limping frog.  In my heart i swear i was cursing the gods for not givng me naturally born good looks like Jay Chou or Lee Hom but oh well i might as well be thankful for what i've been given, i walked to my class to eternally never to see her again for good. Maybe it's for the best this way... I know, im hopeless in love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I am a dreamer, i like to dream big. But sometimes, shit happens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(analgestic, jerry ngu, &lt;a href="http://analgestic.blogspot.com"&gt;http://analgestic.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; 14 March 2007)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-5670511124051075710?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/5670511124051075710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=5670511124051075710&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/5670511124051075710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/5670511124051075710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/03/quotes-of-day.html' title='quotes of the day'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-2540346834053028124</id><published>2007-02-23T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T09:28:16.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dillema dillemo</title><content type='html'>There's a great article from Vinder's blog, read this first before you continue reading below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://emoshyt.blogspot.com/2007/02/problem-with-malaysian-music-scene.html"&gt;THE PROBLEM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musicians do face a lot of problems to get their music out there to be heard, a simple effortless support and approval may not be that easily obtained contrary to what you may think, be it from the radio station, television news network or any other media coverage. I personally think the Kuching scene with it's extensive local support has a better chance of surviving the whole ordeal. Supports range from the chains of Jamming studio owners, local fans who attend gigs to the network of friendships among bands. I notice that they are a small amount of them all in all, nevertheless the bond is far stronger than what the scene here in the west Malaysia has to offer. friendships are trully appreciated here, and despite our less coverage, we're making bigger steps forward if we push ourselves hard into the right direction. Throughout my entire stay of four months in Kuching, i can feel the differences a small Kuching scene has to offer given it's small gathering of hardcore supporters. Despite some other issues which are forcing me to not go back after my studies, i guess i'll have to swallow my pride and take myself back to good old kuching this time. Sorry Kl... Maybe in a few more years time i'll come back and take you by storm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-2540346834053028124?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/2540346834053028124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=2540346834053028124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/2540346834053028124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/2540346834053028124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/02/dillema-dillemo.html' title='Dillema dillemo'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-2515076855417213988</id><published>2007-02-22T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T09:18:02.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>achievements</title><content type='html'>It all started with just a dream years ago,  a college fantasy which slowly worked it's way to become reality today through countless hard work, scarifice and determination, knowing that there's nothing such as free lunch in this world, the members strive hard to deliver pure and soulful tunes to the crowd. An now, they are beggining to see the fruit of their effort, the band i was mentioning here is none other than Project Ei8ht&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project Ei8ht, FLY FM Campur Chart BAND OF THE WEEK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch Project Ei8ht on FLY FM thisweekend as the featured BAND OF THEWEEKon the Campur Chart.Tune in to FLY FM and check out thecampur chart on SUNDAY, 7p.m - 8p.m.And don't forget to request for the single, 12 26.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status=makeCompleteURL('www.myspace.com/projecei8ht');return true" onclick="window.open('/redirect.cgi?b='+b64_srckey+'&amp;u='+escape(makeCompleteURL('www.myspace.com/projecei8ht')), '_blank');return false;" onmouseout="window.status='';return true" href="http://www.myspace.com/projecei8ht"&gt;www.myspace.com/projecei8ht&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status=makeCompleteURL('http://amp.channelv.com/project');return true" onclick="window.open('/redirect.cgi?b='+b64_srckey+'&amp;u='+escape(makeCompleteURL('http://amp.channelv.com/project')), '_blank');return false;" onmouseout="window.status='';return true" href=""&gt;http://amp.channelv.com/project&lt;/a&gt; ei8ht&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their Upcoming Gigs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28th February 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rated R@No Black Tie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st March 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano Forte@KL Jam Asia&lt;br /&gt;feat:&lt;br /&gt;Project Ei8ht&lt;br /&gt;Neomedicus&lt;br /&gt;Izzy and the rojak band&lt;br /&gt;Two Sides To A Story&lt;br /&gt;Duke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th March 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam Asia Feature Night w/ MiLLa&lt;br /&gt;Project Ei8ht playing as guest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8th March 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audio Warfare, MMU Cyberjaya&lt;br /&gt;Project Ei8ht playing as guest band alongside They Will Kill Us All and Pop Shuvit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14th April 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhythm Nation, Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;Project Ei8ht playing as guest band alongside &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE ME BUTCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big congratulations to them and make sure you guys tune in to the radio station this sunday for their interview, as for the ladies, most of the band members are still single so hurry up and book them before they got snapped up, thanks for reading this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-2515076855417213988?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/2515076855417213988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=2515076855417213988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/2515076855417213988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/2515076855417213988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/02/achievements.html' title='achievements'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-8138639303642712088</id><published>2007-02-20T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T13:02:04.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MYMP</title><content type='html'>For your interest in soul music, MYMP stands for a band known as Make Your Momma Proud, one of the few filipino bands i've been listening to. If you are one who loves the music of Akaash, coldplay, david tao or be it Ayumi, this is definitely worth checking out. I promised that you'll be captivated by the soulful tunes from their lead vocals, Juris fernandez. It's only a matter of time before you drown in the tunes from the oldies as they cover most of the popular oldies tunes rearranging them to their own distinct taste. I think she totally recreates the songs by adding a whole new style of her own to the songs. Be sure to check em out as their albums are in store all around town. ;) Wait no more and go get a copy of it yourself..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mympband.com/"&gt;MYMP website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MYMP"&gt;MYMP Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short notes&lt;br /&gt;I was in town searching for Love Me Butch cd's to &lt;strike&gt;convert&lt;/strike&gt; present to one of my friend, guess what? It's sold out, came as no suprise, LMB is currently making waves all over asia as i'm typing this, playing quite a few shows in phillipines and thailand, for more info concerning the band i idolise so much, please visit their website here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovemebutch.com"&gt;Love Me Butch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-8138639303642712088?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/8138639303642712088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=8138639303642712088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/8138639303642712088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/8138639303642712088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/02/mymp.html' title='MYMP'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-7886049097406166378</id><published>2007-02-19T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T08:41:17.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>idiologicaly idiots</title><content type='html'>Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson go on a camping trip, set up their tent, and fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Some hours later, Holmes wakes his faithful friend. "Watson, look up at the sky and tell me what you see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watson replies, "I see millions of stars."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What does that tell you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watson ponders for a minute. "Astronomically speaking, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, it tells me that Saturn is in Leo. Timewise, it appears to be approximately a quarter past three. Theologically, it’s evident the Lord is all-powerful and we are small and insignificant. Meteorologically, it seems we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. What does it tell you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holmes is silent for a moment, then speaks. "Watson, you idiot, someone has stolen our tent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=""""""""&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-7886049097406166378?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/7886049097406166378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=7886049097406166378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/7886049097406166378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/7886049097406166378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/02/idiologicaly-idiots.html' title='idiologicaly idiots'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-1023376827081839950</id><published>2007-02-17T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T04:19:07.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aftermath</title><content type='html'>Feeling homesick, not in the mood to write every details, so to sum everything which happened to me in the past few days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bike accident really cost me&lt;br /&gt;- RM80 on repairs, render me broke on chinese new year, damnit..!!&lt;br /&gt;- tons of scratches around my arms and legs&lt;br /&gt;- Inner pains submerged the next morning, had to skip my class due to extreme pain in my joints, manage to attend the evening classes though. Limping in campus and still feeling the pain now..&lt;br /&gt;- somehow i still manage to complete and pass up my project proposal on time&lt;br /&gt;- most importantly i manage to buy the gift intended for my friend, a smile from the fella was worth all the pain i went through getting it, hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not going back for chinese new year this time, been busy on&lt;br /&gt;- apache - php and mysql programming (stil learning for FYP purposes)&lt;br /&gt;- visual c++, back to basic programming for two of of my subjects&lt;br /&gt;- dev c++, parallel processing project requirement&lt;br /&gt;- Microsoft .NET, wireless computing requirement to develop a wireless application&lt;br /&gt;- TRYING HARD to study..   ^..^&lt;br /&gt;- sleeping a lot, haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really funny how everything seems to fall together in place lately, i felt really lucky and jinxed at the same time these few days, felt like i'm being cursed by someone and yet at the same time helped by angels to recover from it, guess it's like i need a lot of hardships to encounter before i really reap my rewards, sowing the fruits from the seeds i plant, and as of now im starting to slowly see the rewards of my actions. Honestly, above all that misfortune, im really lucky to know you, yes you the one who are reading this, thank you for being a friend to me all this time, you know who you are.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR TO YA'LL..!! I wont be back in kuching this time, so enjoy yourself..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-1023376827081839950?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/1023376827081839950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=1023376827081839950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/1023376827081839950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/1023376827081839950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/02/aftermath.html' title='aftermath'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-2534332909729010175</id><published>2007-02-13T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T00:06:46.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wierd valentine's day msg..</title><content type='html'>I'd rather chase your shadow all my life&lt;br /&gt;Than to be afraid of my own&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be here with you&lt;br /&gt;Thats because I'd rather not to know&lt;br /&gt;Where I'll be other than to be alone and convinced that I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I know has began to let me down&lt;br /&gt;So I will just let it all go, let you turn me inside out&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know I'm not sure, about anything&lt;br /&gt;But you wouldn't want to have it any other way either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the world keeps spinning round&lt;br /&gt;My world is upside down&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't change a thing&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing else to lose because I lost it all when I found you&lt;br /&gt;And now I wouldn't change a thing&lt;br /&gt;No, you and I wouldn't change a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i wouldn't be able to change a thing yet, but let this be a lesson for me to learn. Happy romanticing brothers and sisters..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-2534332909729010175?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/2534332909729010175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=2534332909729010175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/2534332909729010175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/2534332909729010175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/02/wierd-valentines-day-msg.html' title='wierd valentine&apos;s day msg..'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-117127859236829884</id><published>2007-02-12T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T00:02:50.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>green satria</title><content type='html'>One of my friend's birthday is coming soon, so i thought of buying a book or something from jusco to celebrate. Happily i went with my planned trip, anticipating a great trip to MP. Sadly, as i was slowly reaching one of the traffic light, a cibai, lanciau, pukimak, sial, babi, cicak, lansut, lampa, tiao nia ma &lt;strong&gt;green colour satria&lt;/strong&gt; decided to make an illegal side turning in spur of the moment at the traffic light, i was beside him at that moment so i tried to avoid, but too late.. nevertheless i tried turning along with the bastard, which at that moment the cunt decided to slower down his turning speed some more, maicibai.. control macho he manage to turn behind and look at me some more while slowing down and turning.. you think you are some schumacher shit arr fucker??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hit, we banged, and my sweet loving bike lied down on the floor looking miserablely in pain. It's front cover is now broken and the remaining pieces are strewn across the road like sands on the beach, shit, i got up and clean myself, noticed that i've got myself some minor scratches but thank god nothing serious at all. The bastard at first kept going on, then hesitated and when i stood up, waving my helmet and shouted at him he decided to stop at quite a distance away already. I think he got scared cause all the other cars began honking at him when they see me fell down, or maybe because he knows i can see his car plate, or else guarantee run like a pussy already man.. i thought he decided to come over and talk it all out, but my god what he said to me was shockingly rude, for the first time in my life i've heard the best excuse a malay guy can give to me after violating me in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sana jalan tuh ada bumper la, sebab tu aku hari hari guna jalan ini turning, slalu takde hal pun.." that's all he muttered, while picking up some pieces of my bike cover and gave them to me ...zzz i remain silent, not uttering a single word yet because he never say sorry for what he has done while silently putting the blame on me... contradicting to what you think, i am not a confrontational man, it's not my policy to go physical in public so i just pick up my bike, restart it and continue going on to buy my intended stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s - let me tell you one thing you fucking son of a bitch, dont you ever let me see you again in the road or elsewhere, for i swear im gonna break those sweet glass you use to see who's behind you in the car you retarded asshole..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY FUCKING HATE PPL WHO DONT APOLOGISE FOR THEIR MISTAKES..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-117127859236829884?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/117127859236829884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=117127859236829884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/117127859236829884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/117127859236829884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/02/green-satria.html' title='green satria'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-117084386879166371</id><published>2007-02-07T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:44:31.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>latest updates</title><content type='html'>Today i went for my lab session and was captivated by my super hot tutor in class, despite her beauty she was a total bitch who purposedly picked on me throughout the entire session in the lab disregarding a lot of other people's feelings in the process as well. Silently, I have a hunch that she was rejected a long long time ago in college by some playboy whom she poured out her entire heart for, which explains the reason the hatred and coldness she displays towards male students. I can almost smell the bias judgement she has clearly when it comes to us guys turn to do the equation. My only theory for these kinds of happenings would be that she is desperate to climb over every single man's head to show how inferior we are compared to that small petite sized framed biatch. Well, as we all know, the person who are desperate to show that are the most inferior person after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gomenasai, you are seriously hot and pretty but definitely not in my list of dream girl biatch..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some updates to my boring life, &lt;br /&gt;- as usual school reopens for almost two weeks now, da hot chicks are back, yeargh..!!&lt;br /&gt;- im a superhuman once again this time, taking 7 subject and one FYP 2nd part to complete...&lt;br /&gt;- trying hard to study but i can sense that there'll be a lot of distraction this semester&lt;br /&gt;- spending my cold lonely miserable time at the library as usual&lt;br /&gt;- not going back for chinese new year due to &lt;strike&gt;someone&lt;/strike&gt; projects..&lt;br /&gt;- trying to save money to buy something for my guitar, which is around rm900 (so far got myself rm200)&lt;br /&gt;- moved to a large single room for rm180 a month &lt;em&gt;(no furnitures)&lt;/em&gt; requires more spending here&lt;br /&gt;- got myself some new toys to entertain myself at home, yeah its a guitar slider..&lt;br /&gt;- got jacked for two assignments where we are required to do it in groups, i'm doing it alone for the time being, superhuman attributes detected. More on this later.&lt;br /&gt;- the girl i used to my eyes on are now officially attached.&lt;br /&gt;- bike is fixed, spent almost rm200&lt;br /&gt;- Felt like being used, and abused by some fellas &lt;br /&gt;- learn to love ice creams, magnum is not 4d number only brother&lt;br /&gt;- SLAP is having a side project with my ex bandmates in kuching&lt;br /&gt;- it's kinda sad that a lot of people didnt know/remember my birthday&lt;br /&gt;- but thats still ok, the worst is none of your family member seems to know about it at all, which makes me wonder if my existance in this universe is really making an impact or not. I'm a sad person to know&lt;br /&gt;- the only birthday gift i got was a cool bullet shaped lighter from my friend Naresh who came down from kl, thanks macha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for private updates, but for music updates, there's a gig this saturday at sri hartamas which involves a few bands from MMU which i think should be worthy to be checked out. For more info please visit &lt;a href="http://www.emoshyt.blogspot.com"&gt;vinder's blog.&lt;/a&gt; for more information, i might be attending this one. Well, much has been said, it's time to wish you all happy reading and thanks for visiting my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-117084386879166371?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/117084386879166371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=117084386879166371&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/117084386879166371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/117084386879166371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/02/latest-updates.html' title='latest updates'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-116795959987617577</id><published>2007-01-04T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T10:09:09.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>events and gigs...</title><content type='html'>A few upcoming events which i dont think you should miss at any cost:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4586/1417/1600/739292/hybridbanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4586/1417/320/908832/hybridbanner.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Indie Rebel Entertainment first event, is to be held this February 24th in Maison, Kl. For more info please visit their site &lt;a href="http://emoshyt.blogspot.com/2006/12/indie-rebels-event.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; This is a show you wouldn't want to miss featuring great acts such as Transient Vortex, DejaVoodoospells, Project 8 and Mojo Pin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Project 8's first show for the year 2007 will be held on somewhere the end of January in kl, details will be up soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4586/1417/1600/947190/muse_band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4586/1417/320/247171/muse_band.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Muse will be playing in kl on February 25th, though their &lt;a href="http://www.muse.mu/index.php"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; failed to mention anything about kl as one of their destination shows for their tour in Asia. For all of you Muse freaks out there, time is running out, go get your tickets as early as possible for it is currently rumored to be a sold out show everywhere they go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-116795959987617577?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/116795959987617577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=116795959987617577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116795959987617577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116795959987617577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2007/01/events-and-gigs.html' title='events and gigs...'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-116755756897950085</id><published>2006-12-31T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T01:32:48.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muse - butterflies and hurricanes</title><content type='html'>Normaly i wouldnt post lyrics, but this time i must admit that i've been too captivated by the energy of this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check them out as they're performing in kl this feb 25th...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change everything you are&lt;br /&gt;And everything you were&lt;br /&gt;Your number has been called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fights and battles have begun&lt;br /&gt;Revenge will surely come&lt;br /&gt;Your hard times are ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best, you've got to be the best&lt;br /&gt;You've got to change the world&lt;br /&gt;And use this chance to be heard&lt;br /&gt;Your time is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change everything you are&lt;br /&gt;And everything you were&lt;br /&gt;Your number has been called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fights and battles have begun&lt;br /&gt;Revenge will surely come&lt;br /&gt;Your hard times are ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best, you've got to be the best&lt;br /&gt;You've got to change the world&lt;br /&gt;And use this chance to be heard&lt;br /&gt;Your time is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let yourself down&lt;br /&gt;And don’t let yourself go&lt;br /&gt;Your last chance has arrived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best, you've got to be the best&lt;br /&gt;You've got to change the world&lt;br /&gt;And use this chance to be heard&lt;br /&gt;Your time is now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-116755756897950085?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/116755756897950085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=116755756897950085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116755756897950085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116755756897950085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/12/muse-butterflies-and-hurricanes.html' title='Muse - butterflies and hurricanes'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-116749848060460492</id><published>2006-12-30T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T09:08:00.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>logics of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4586/1417/1600/825334/photo14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4586/1417/320/83878/photo14.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the story our life can potrayed as like a journey down the road, be it an adventurous skipping and jumping or a slow paced walk, somehow &amp; somewhere in that journey you will eventually come to a point where you are required to make decisions. Yes decisions which will take you further down the journey of life itself, the decisions which will affects and haunt you if you fail to weight the outcome of each possibilities carefully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in these times of decision making that brings me to beleive the existance of a few possibilities and choices which will eventually affects the decision we make. Unexplainably the irony of not being in the perfect mood may somehow makes us loose the magic of celebration even though we know we took the right path. You may just dismiss the logic behind this theory as a childish act of justying one's mistake in words, believing in the cosmic fussion of luck, fate and astrological readings. But bear with me as i write a few jots to justify my words above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow faced one of the greatest test of my life a few years ago, it was a moment where i have to make the greatest decisions of my life. Coming to think of it, i still somehow felt pity for myself for the descisions i've made at that point in time. Being young and naive, i've come to a few conclusions which i don't think is as wise as it was 3 years ago. Contrary to many people's believe, I still feel remorsefull for the things i've done to the people around me during that period in my life. I don't expect them to give me a happy smile and kiss me on the cheek as a sign of being forgiven but if i am given the chance to turn back time and repay my past, i still think that i would stand by my decision that i've taken and live with it no matter how painful it is. This is because I believe everyone does mistakes in their life and it is only a matter of time for a person to realise his/her own mistakes and only through that will he be willing to correct it himself. I was happy that i've been given time, time to rethink about the decisions i've made in my life and time to repay back for the hurt i've created. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i've let it out, i think i still dont have a clue to why i'm writting this article, maybe one day when i really think of it only will i be able to answer that question. For now, i'll just like to wish you all a very happy new year, all the best in your future undertakings and may you take the time to rethink of the path you choose to walk in your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-116749848060460492?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/116749848060460492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=116749848060460492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116749848060460492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116749848060460492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/12/logics-of-life.html' title='logics of life'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-116676420025233187</id><published>2006-12-21T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T21:10:00.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am life</title><content type='html'>God, i'm tired out, it's been weeks of assignments and i'm still not done with all the paperwork pilling on my desk, pondering ahead next week are tons of presentation and submission deadlines. I've been going at it the whole week, handing in a few assignments and i'm beginning to wonder if i should be copying to further enhance the speed of completion. Nothing is getting to me now, not with the idea of everyone discussing their juicy details of how crazy their christmas celebration is going to be this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will i be able to even celebrate christmas this year? Should i be happy and celebrate for jesus's death at this hour...?? Well, I dont think the spirit of christmas had me at all this year, it's time for a lot more sacrifice other than my self indegenious religious beleives, my final exams due in another weeks time, and i'm quite sure i have time at all to prepare for it this time. More questions to more answers:&lt;br /&gt;- am i really human? &lt;br /&gt;- i am taking 3 subjects and FYP in this short 2 months semester, HUMAN?&lt;br /&gt;- i am kinda homeless without a proper room, living room is where i sleep, HUMAN?&lt;br /&gt;- i am having A.D.D syndrome according to my doctor, yet still taking exams, HUMAN? &lt;br /&gt;- i didnt bring my guitar to malacca this time, HUMAN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is so screwed at the moment, no puns intended, i need more nicotine patches...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-116676420025233187?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/116676420025233187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=116676420025233187&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116676420025233187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116676420025233187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-life.html' title='i am life'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-116639515747701296</id><published>2006-12-17T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T14:39:17.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock the world 7..</title><content type='html'>too tired to blog, only one word to describe it all, ROCK...!! Updates will be by this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of three stage, 50 bands of different genre in one stadium. I manage to take pictures with my idols this time, thanks to vinder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/misc%20band/jerry060.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/misc%20band/jerry062.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/misc%20band/jerry061.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/misc%20band/jerry065.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/misc%20band/jerry073.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-116639515747701296?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/116639515747701296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=116639515747701296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116639515747701296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116639515747701296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/12/rock-world-7_17.html' title='Rock the world 7..'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/misc%20band/th_jerry060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-116551686474940781</id><published>2006-12-07T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T10:45:25.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote, vote and vote your ballots out</title><content type='html'>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally i wouldn't be doing things like these but oh well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please vote for my friends &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MARY JANE'S EX&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who are debuting in Blast Off this year, all you need to do is to take out your hp now, go to the message section, type BAND MJEX and send it to 32888. It would do us a very good favour if you can get anyone else to do the same and as the saying goes &lt;em&gt;"the more the merrier"&lt;/em&gt; haha, so just make sure you send it in any case if you are reading this or else &lt;strike&gt;bad luck will befall you for seven years&lt;/strike&gt; ah... nvm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s - just make sure you are not from anywhere else but malaysia to be doing this, and do check out their act which is being aired on astro currently, thank you for the big support...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-116551686474940781?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/116551686474940781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=116551686474940781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116551686474940781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116551686474940781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/12/vote-vote-and-vote-your-ballots-out.html' title='Vote, vote and vote your ballots out'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-116551584996964737</id><published>2006-12-07T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T10:27:17.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock The World 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4586/1417/1600/396619/bandlist.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4586/1417/320/543982/bandlist.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4586/1417/1600/386466/set-list.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4586/1417/320/984493/set-list.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This info is to remind all rockers out there not to miss this year's most anticipated event, Rock The World 7. Tickets are selling at RM25 a piece and you can get it at the entrance or at any Music Vally outlet. For more info please check out the link below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.rocktheworld.com.my"&gt;Rock The World Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont miss out on this one..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-116551584996964737?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/116551584996964737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=116551584996964737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116551584996964737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116551584996964737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/12/rock-world-7.html' title='Rock The World 7'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-116551546765742624</id><published>2006-12-07T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T12:23:41.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday's preview</title><content type='html'>If you would like to get your hand on some "no bullshit music" please click on the link below and listen to what MR Christopher Felix Gomez, a fellow guitarist friend of mine from Malacca has to offer. Debuting his new song entitled &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on his myspace account. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/1234258778_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/christopherfelix"&gt;Yesterday's preview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-116551546765742624?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/116551546765742624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=116551546765742624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116551546765742624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116551546765742624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/12/yesterdays-preview.html' title='Yesterday&apos;s preview'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-116343463348849399</id><published>2006-11-13T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T08:37:54.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Kuching</title><content type='html'>To :&lt;br /&gt;Mr Singhka, Herbert, Bartholomew, Sukhaimi, Dennis, Collin, Azzam, &amp; Ahmad of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SAINS SDN BHD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR How &amp; Jay of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hip Hop &amp; ROCK STUDIO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;MR Tan Yee Boon &amp; Jacky of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jessie's Antidote&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR Russel, Alvin, Omar, Chiek &amp; Rafie of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mary Jane's EX&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Karl, Andy, Norman, Bejamin, Fletcher &amp; the whole gang of C-11 lepak crew&lt;br /&gt;Mr Albern Tomek, Wilson &amp; Terrence of Wee resident&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ah Lik, Fook, Roy &amp; Micheal of the Sunday Football Unit&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kojak &amp; his bro, saiful from United Kids Of Oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making my 5 months stay at Kuching this time a well worth spent event of my life, it's sad to leave Kuching again but destiny awaits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also to the guitarist of 7 Days After, Chakwau Syndrome frontman, Charles radiogravity lampost frontmen, i wish to extend all the best for your band in your future undertaking. For Mary Jane's Ex &amp; United Kids Of Oil, congratulations all the best for Blast Off this year, may one of you win the first place..!! And to readers, please remember to tune in to Blast Off and support these two bands..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my final month in Kuching, i managed to perform 3 times live on stage, wrote quite a few songs and finally recorded my 3 track demo cd. i would like to thank those who beleive in us along the way and kept on supporting us in every way possible, this memorable experience would not have been made possible without you guys, you know who you are, keep rocking babe..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-116343463348849399?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/116343463348849399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=116343463348849399&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116343463348849399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116343463348849399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/11/thank-you-kuching.html' title='Thank you Kuching'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-116335125900635190</id><published>2006-11-12T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:07:39.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Punk's not dead!!</title><content type='html'>In the times when R&amp;B, pop and hip hop seems to be taking over, rock seems to be taking on the diminish side of the popularity chart. In these times, we need a hero, to resurge again the moments when rock was the king of all music. One band has manged to capture my imagination of that revolution. The one rising star from Japan, hope you enjoy this one as much as i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/101864020_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/members1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/101864354_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/101865169_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to browse their &lt;a href="http://www.ellegarden.jp/"&gt;website.&lt;/a&gt; Also feel free to listen to a preview of their songs at &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ellegarden"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/results?search_query=elle+garden"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of all this, it just gives me the inspiration to do what i love to... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/37400583722460l.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-116335125900635190?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/116335125900635190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=116335125900635190&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116335125900635190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116335125900635190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/11/punks-not-dead.html' title='Punk&apos;s not dead!!'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-116328403433988922</id><published>2006-11-11T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T14:17:42.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blues in review</title><content type='html'>It's a sin they say to lust for the things you desire so much in life, the wordly appeal or in another word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"materials"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But who are we to fight the temptations of nature? After all aren't we all not made perfect? Then who are we to blame this screwed system of life we live in for? I guess it's really a time for me to move on with my life, after buying this sweet gadget i'll be in debt for months. i'll stop playing music for now as i made a deal to not touch the music scene for my final 8 months of studies. Wish me luck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/guitar/9026_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satisfaction? You think...?? I guess I really found a cause in life itself..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-116328403433988922?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/116328403433988922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=116328403433988922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116328403433988922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116328403433988922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/11/blues-in-review.html' title='blues in review'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/guitar/th_9026_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-116110974801072203</id><published>2006-10-17T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T11:34:23.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>human-logy</title><content type='html'>If thou has done it yet critisize those who does it - hypocryte&lt;br /&gt;If thou shall not admit lose - ego-ism (aka) green face&lt;br /&gt;If thou brags a lot of self - show off&lt;br /&gt;If thou speaks a lot but are not to do them - boasting or lazy&lt;br /&gt;If thou speak of not the truth - liar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If thou has no intention of doing it properly, please dont waste my time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-116110974801072203?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/116110974801072203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=116110974801072203&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116110974801072203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116110974801072203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/10/human-logy.html' title='human-logy'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-116024823182832148</id><published>2006-10-07T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T12:10:33.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewards</title><content type='html'>There are many things in life which we never would expect in truth, the phases of growth brings much alighted wisdom through one's experience in time. Given much credits to one's effort in life to improve, we may never have the chance to repeat the same experience. The time given to us are only a fraction of what we can afford to spend, enhancing the troubles ahead only brings forth joy of learning to handle and coping up with many difficulties in life. Within this time of my life experienced in Kuching, i do have a few things to be gratefull of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among one of those is my successful completion of my 16 gruelling weeks of training in one of the most successfull IT-Based company called SAINS last week. Apart from that, my new band here has been taking it's toll and finally we make our presence known in one of the most anticipated event for chinese folks of Kuching, the Mooncake festival..!! We were given the opportunity to play alongside one of the local senior bands aka SLAP. It was a great opportunity for me to learn more on band communication, learn of more band organising skills and such. Last but not least i manage to make friends with a few of the local bands which are gaining more and more waves in the local scene, with likes of bands such as UNITED KIDS OF OIL, RADIOGRAVITY LAMPOST, SEVEN DAYS AFTER, DREAM MACHINE, MARY JANE'S EX and SLAP. IT was trully a blessing to know that we are not alone in the music scene here in Kuching. More info on my band's details to come soon, but for your current concern we are called Jessie's Antidote for now and no we are not gays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things cheer me up also when i heard news from Malacca and KL such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Phagat is now back in action with his own Indie Rebel Entertainment label&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7131/505/1600/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Christopher felix Gomez guitarist of Project 8 is now a affirm follower of John Petrucci with his newly aqquired guitar as shown below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/Ibanez_GRG370FMTR.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Dilip is now an official single coil guitar user when he just newly purchased an authentic american made Fender Stratocaster, and last i heard he just newly formed another band in MMU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i the only one alone walking this dark path? Am i just alone in this world of slanders and unappreciative audiences? Am i doing things the wrong way? Am i walking the way our elders desire? Will i ever live a normal life like myn parents? Will i trully be happy doing the things i am doing now? All these comes to the question, are we really loving music enough? If you are like me, then you should be proud for what you've sacrifice to achieve what you have now today. Thank you for reading my heart's emotional ranting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/35418801520104l.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-116024823182832148?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/116024823182832148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=116024823182832148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116024823182832148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/116024823182832148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/10/rewards.html' title='Rewards'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-115266264176911210</id><published>2006-07-11T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:04:01.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soul train</title><content type='html'>It's a feeling you get when you started doing something which affects the way you live your life, the smaller picture gets larger now and the vision of fantasies becomes reality. In my mind, i would never see myself becoming a soulless train running down the road of society without a purpose in life. As for now i can see it becoming more of a reality, i have in time turned into a lifeless soul searching ghost in a company called SAINS Sarawak. I guess that's what you get from being a student for too long, you gotta face the facts that one day you'll have to be working to make some other rich bastards richer. The taste of working is not that bad actually if you dont take into heart the things the others do unto you to get ahead in working ladder, personally i dont really mind what they do for i have no intentions whatsoever of following them up the ladder, i'm concentrating more curently on the database of contacts. Tell ya'll more later, gotta work...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-115266264176911210?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/115266264176911210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=115266264176911210&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/115266264176911210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/115266264176911210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/07/soul-train.html' title='soul train'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-114835660868334921</id><published>2006-05-22T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T20:56:48.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven in Malacca</title><content type='html'>For the 3rd time i watch her rest her lean body against the soft comfort provided in the library, i'm still wondering when will i ever gather enough courage to walk up to her and introduce myself. Being the typical &lt;strike&gt;looser&lt;/strike&gt; me, i just sat there and watch her as she gaze at the busy chattering crowd in wonder, thinking of what might be going on in her fantasies and wishing hard that somehow i am in a part of it too.. :) FYI she's on her last semester now, so my friend seem to always claim about every girl i asked about. Now, it's not natural of me to just barge into people's life and try to generate a relationship out of thin air in the midst of the crowd. As a looser, i know that i will never be able to summon enough courage to do so, which makes me wonder when will i ever snap out of this vulnerable, pathetic dark hole. The traumatic feeling of being rejected in public is probably my worst barrier of which i need to overcome in time though, i admit i am without guts and balls nowdays. If it is worst &lt;strike&gt;to let you know&lt;/strike&gt;, i ended up staring at her throughout my entire session at the library, her beauty which never fail to amaze me was so breathtaking that you can do nothing but just be captivated by the awe of the moment she were present, she would look fresh like she just woke up in the morning everytime i see her there. She would walk in gracefully and just do nothing but take all of my attention away from my notes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know it's a common mis-perception that a women's beauty is only skin deep, but she doesnt seem to appeal to my other friends or peers at all, most would just say "nah, she's just ok, why dont you go for the MISS MMU" whenever i ask them for opinion on this girl. Or i might just be biased, &lt;strike&gt;to which i know i'm not&lt;/strike&gt; but to me she's got the top few qualities i've been looking for in a girl. Man, i will kick myself so hard in the balls if i were to let this one go i told myself, but after telling myself over and over again to just make a move, still the scenario is the same. &lt;strong&gt;Me sitting here and she sitting there&lt;/strong&gt;, it went on until i was caught looking at her for a few times. She immediately gave me a &lt;em&gt;"wtf, are you a pervert looking at me so long??"&lt;/em&gt; look, and also since she's in study mode i guess couldn't help but sensing the presence of a big bold sign hanging on her forehead saying "Fuck Off, I'm just not interested now..!!". Or maybe again, its could just be my looser instinct boiling, i tend to shy out when i see a scorn or smirke in a girls face, but luckily she never gave me one of those. That means i might still have a chance if i play my cards right, but how the hell am i going to play the card if i keep on chicken out on these things in life? Man, i need some rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, she would be like wow, the goddess or the Princess of my lonely, sick but pathetic heart, or maybe i am just too desperate for way too long. Man, being without the touch of someone you love is just so unbearable, imagining that your love being with another person and knowing that she's still gonna find happiness but it's not gonna be with you is totally pathetic, worst if the guy was more of a jackass than you are, now that's suicidal. Ok, some sensitive issues touched here, nevertheless i will keep hoping that someday i will be able to have enough courage to walk up to her and introduce myself, till that time comes, may god be with me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-114835660868334921?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/114835660868334921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=114835660868334921&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114835660868334921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114835660868334921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/05/heaven-in-malacca.html' title='Heaven in Malacca'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-114835033875253498</id><published>2006-05-22T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T19:42:21.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Misty night</title><content type='html'>One particular misty night, i was bugged with the worst syndrome one could possibly encounter during exam week. Yes yes, you got it right there, it's senti-ness. Now this matter could only bring forth a few possibilities. Endless peter pan songs rotating on winamp, &lt;strike&gt;reading love poems over and over&lt;/strike&gt; a new box of marlboro, lighting scented candles in my dark gloomy room, and last but not least, a must have, &lt;strong&gt;Mr Senti&lt;/strong&gt; to be there to accompany me. I was enjoying the looser feeling of being jacked, however much to my suprise, my senti-ness began turning into boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in these times of boredom, creativity prevails. Analgestic is proud to challenge you to a game of  Solitaire, do beat my marks and post it to me at analgestic@yahoo.com. I'll promise to call you my *erhem* &lt;em&gt;sifu&lt;/em&gt; for one whole month every where we meet... Btw, this feat was achieved after messing around for a solid half an hour on the game. Since i am not a gaming person, this is indeed an achievement, hahha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/winning1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/winning.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-114835033875253498?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/114835033875253498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=114835033875253498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114835033875253498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114835033875253498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/05/misty-night.html' title='Misty night'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-114755613233829475</id><published>2006-05-13T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T14:46:40.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If tonight is a scene to be with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/analgestic/85-1143712819-857l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've blogged about them before this, the posting can be found here --&gt;&lt;a href="http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/09/id3as-from-land-of-rising-sun-part-ii.html"&gt;STARBOARD.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/analgestic/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video clips from this band's first album are also available through this website here --&gt; &lt;a href="http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/03/videos-section-ideaz-from-d-westside.html"&gt;0-o&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/analgestic/85-1141650539-885l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To try is not to give up, this time they've come up with a brand new album again and it's rumored to be a melodious package. The new album is called "If tonight is a scene to be with you". You can sneak a preview of their new songs at their myspace profile here --&gt; &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=18409117"&gt;=.="&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, i've been checking out a lot of bands from Japan who are playing live on the street of a place called &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yoyogi Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, there they get the chance to peform to promote themselves on the street to live walking audience. There's tons of their videos streaming for free online at &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com"&gt;Youtube&lt;/a&gt; and here are a few which i feel stands out among the rest....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This band is named "cure rubbish"... *erhem* i do know that this is wierd. However don't be fooled by the name, the sound which was created from this 3 piece band during this live video certainly amazes me, i do love the depth of the vocalist's sweet melodious high pitched tone. Kudo's to their error recovery too, as you will see what happens if you watch the video. Enjoy this clip..!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eTAkac0KLcM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eTAkac0KLcM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if you are more into Nirvana-ish style of music, try this one. Certainly a great show for a small scale live street peformance. The melody is not bad either and the guitarist was full of showmanship, two thumbs up for this band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MOnQKqZ_X3o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MOnQKqZ_X3o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one has a bit wierd side to it, the band's name is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DILEMMA OF HEDGEHOG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i would say emo rock style. Belt out in full emotional tunes, this is my type definitely, so check it out...!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FQ-lQ1EEhSU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FQ-lQ1EEhSU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, if you are into AKAASH or would i say COLDPLAY kind of music, then this video clip is for you. The band's name is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;APPRECIATE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Their music is kind of soothing to the ear after a hard day at work, in a way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wYMgJp-DzRY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wYMgJp-DzRY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, more to come after my first exam later. In the meantime, if you really do want to know what happen to us for the Battle of the band, here's a picture to describe what exactly happened to us. For they say "&lt;em&gt;a picture is worth a thousand words&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/analgestic/pic2897.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-114755613233829475?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/114755613233829475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=114755613233829475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114755613233829475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114755613233829475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/05/if-tonight-is-scene-to-be-with-you.html' title='If tonight is a scene to be with you'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-114587194849810638</id><published>2006-04-24T02:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T17:37:43.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>usted es el único quién necesita saber</title><content type='html'>el desastre en epilogue:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 semana antes de la audición:  redoblante y screamer encendidos de la venda, humor perdido para jugar debido a ningún redoblante que está disponible.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miércoles, 4 días antes de la audición:  el redoblante vino abajo del kilolitro practicar con el resto de nosotros, una hora al día.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medianoche de sábado, después de la audición:  el bassist, el vocalist y su gf implicado en un accidente de coche, perdieron toda la fuerza para jugar.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miércoles, día 4 a BOTB:  encontró un substitue bajo, que sucede ser un guitarist del plomo de otra venda, vocalist todavía puede jugar encendido.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jueves, día 3 a BOTB:  descubrió la verdad detrás del bassist, juego del canto realmente nuestro estilo ese bien, nosotros se condenan, preaparing para el peor del caso peor senario..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTB:  totalmente humillación en la etapa, comienzo de la demostración y terminado sin cualquier persona que aplaude o animar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;espero que tengamos diversión, pero no era seriamente divertida en todos, una forma de las tomas de la tristeza como sombra en mi corazón.  Nos humillan, circumcised, y resjected totalmente de la etapa.  Era parcialmente mi avería, netiher el lo menos, aprendo muchos de nuevas lecciones como en cómo formar una venda, qué toma para hacerle y qué clase de gente necesitaré sobrevivir el viaje largo venda-envi'o.  A los que nos ayuden a hacer le esto lejano, le agradecemos como usted está leyendo esto, a esos pocos que animaron para nosotros, usted sabemos que éste no es el final de "Ironical Pieces".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A los que fueron todos hacia fuera para nosotros, quisiéramos disculparnos por poner encima de una demostración tan coja, él no estábamos en propósito que esperamos tan que usted nos perdonara querido ése.  Mida el tiempo para que grite mismo para dormir otra vez, las gracias por leer este crap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-114587194849810638?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/114587194849810638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=114587194849810638&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114587194849810638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114587194849810638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/04/usted-es-el-nico-quin-necesita-saber_24.html' title='usted es el único quién necesita saber'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-114542187227193933</id><published>2006-04-18T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T00:26:50.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrible truths</title><content type='html'>I stumble upon these posters from PERODUA as i was taking a stroll in my campus a few weeks ago, the location of this item was at MMU Malacca - Plaza Siswa, upon further inspection i was shocked to learn of the horrible truth in life... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHICKS = MONEY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;little chicken = rm5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;. OMFG, it's so true but hold on a minute, dont tell me that all the guys doesnt know this simple fact about girls, we are born with so much intelligence embedded into us so this is just considered as a basic knowledge.. Then what is so different about it this time? well, for one thing it was publically criticising and discriminating women, much to my &lt;strike&gt;love&lt;/strike&gt; distaste. Depreciating the image of a women up to the point where materialistic relationships/marriage are deemed ok. If we're not careful other similiar idiots may start loosing their balls and began to beleive in that harmful system. Offensive statment, seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/30032006.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/30032006001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/30032006002.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the second poster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/30032006003.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/30032006004.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/30032006005.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, the main idea from these posters is to mine out as much money as possible from the male students of MMU using the old school mentality of getting a car = getting a girl &lt;strike&gt;in bed&lt;/strike&gt;. Heck, thats lame, even good charlotte came out with the verse years ago, "girls dont like boys girls like cars and money". Ok, now this is starting to piss me off, for your information not all MMU students are rich, one very fine example is me, however it seems that every tom, dick and harry doing business in Bukit Beruang loves to think that every MMU student lives in a castle back at hometown with garages full of beamers and rovers, little did they know that a large portion of MMU students comes from just average families, whose parents cant afford much luxury in life let alone giving their son a car to just drive around in bukit beruang cause his girl need a transport to go to class from the EP apartment which is located right in front of the university's front gate. And to top it off, by selling a car to student. Hm, how the heck you think he's gonna get the cash to pay for that? Abusing PTPTN Loan? Also, not to forget that here in Bukit Beruang, a room rent is almost on par with the room rates in kl and a plate of decent meal would set you back on the average from rm3.50 to rm5 per plate. I dont think you guys at perodua are smart enough in the end.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s - KILL ALL IDIOTS..!! AND BREATHE FREE MORE O2...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-114542187227193933?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/114542187227193933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=114542187227193933&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114542187227193933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114542187227193933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/04/horrible-truths.html' title='Horrible truths'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-114255163846328847</id><published>2006-03-16T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T19:53:33.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live on AIR...!!</title><content type='html'>Ladies and gentleman THE MUSICAL REVOLUTION is now officially live on internet radio, spinning hits of various local, untapped, hidden and upcoming talents from Malaysia live to you all over the world wide web. The official launch of this project will be on Monday 20th March 2006 at 6pm, i would deeply appreciate it if you all could be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually this project is just a small scale effort to get the music from Malaysia out into the eyes of the world, hopefully i will be able to achieve this great feat in time as it has been one of my long term plans to do so. My current production is equipped with a laptop with a cuple of microphones only for the time being, so until i am fully equipped with some high tech equipments and more corporate sponsors then maybe i will consider converting it into a full time studio project. For starters i'll be airing every day from 4pm to 8am (hopefully..). The songs aired will mostly consist of locally produced albums and some demo's too. In the meantime i'll mix in some international acts too to make it even first as i've not compiled enough materials for a full time radio department. Hopefully my feat this time is bold enough to be considered as the first step for more things to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To log on to musical revolution, visit http://www.peercast.org, download the 501KB file and install it into your system. Make sure you have winamp installed and you can thus search for MUSICAL REVOLUTION in the yellow pages section, click play and there you go, listening to the web's hottest music channel. Hehe..!! See you there on the launch, make sure you tune in as i have suprises coming up for you all rock lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s - As for those of you who are interested in getting your materials out on THE MUSICAL REVOLUTION LIVE do contact me at analgestic@yahoo.com for further discussion. Thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, here's another tommy emmanuel video for blues guitar lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ryG1RR2qtLo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ryG1RR2qtLo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-114255163846328847?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/114255163846328847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=114255163846328847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114255163846328847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114255163846328847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/03/live-on-air.html' title='Live on AIR...!!'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-114238067535226598</id><published>2006-03-14T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T16:05:56.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dejeavoodoo Spells Videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3sLq_5oSEn8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3sLq_5oSEn8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've blogged about them before this, check here ---&gt;..&lt;a href="http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/11/local-breed.html"&gt;DEJAVOODOO SPELLS&lt;/a&gt; for more info on them.. Anyone who has more of their video please don hesistate to ym me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-114238067535226598?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/114238067535226598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=114238067535226598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114238067535226598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114238067535226598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/03/dejeavoodoo-spells-videos.html' title='Dejeavoodoo Spells Videos'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-114237889825872957</id><published>2006-03-14T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T16:08:28.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Videos Section - Idea'z from d westside...</title><content type='html'>Starboard - Daze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iGhn6wqYkjE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iGhn6wqYkjE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starboard - Left Behind New Theory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NOWEWNSeciM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NOWEWNSeciM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've blogged about them before, click here---&gt;&lt;a href="http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/09/id3as-from-land-of-rising-sun-part-ii.html"&gt;STARBOARD&lt;/a&gt; for more info on them. They are my idea of the band lifehouse but in japanese, i cant seem to get much info on them from the web, so for the meantime enjoy these two clips that i've uploaded. If you happen to like them and you want the clip, email me for it and i'll see what i can do..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-114237889825872957?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/114237889825872957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=114237889825872957&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114237889825872957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114237889825872957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/03/videos-section-ideaz-from-d-westside.html' title='Videos Section - Idea&apos;z from d westside...'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-114217293630433671</id><published>2006-03-12T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T06:17:29.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart fucker....</title><content type='html'>A first-grade teacher, Ms Neelam (Age 28) was having trouble with one of her students the teacher asked,”Boy. what is your problem?”&lt;br /&gt;Boy. answered, “I’m too smart for the first-grade.My sister is in the third-grade and I’m smarter than she is! I think I should be in the third-grade too!”&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam had enough. She took Boy. to the principal’s office.&lt;br /&gt;While Boy. waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to the principal what the situation was. The principal told Ms Neelam he would give the boy a test and if he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the first-grade and behave.She agreed.&lt;br /&gt;Boy. was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agreed to take the test.&lt;br /&gt;Principal: “What is 3 x 3?”&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: “9″.&lt;br /&gt;Principal: “What is 6 x 6?”&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: “36″.&lt;br /&gt;And so it went with every question the principal thought a third-grade should know. The principal looks at Ms Neelam and tells her, “I think Boy. can go to the third-grade.”&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam says to the principal, “I have some of my own questions.&lt;br /&gt;Can I ask him ?” The principal and Boy. both agree.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam asks, “What does a cow have four of that I have only two of?&lt;br /&gt;Boy., after a moment “Legs.”&lt;br /&gt;Ms Nee lam: “What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?”&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: “Pockets.”&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: What starts with a C and ends with a T, is hairy, oval, delicious and contains thin whitish liquid?&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Coconut&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft And sticky?&lt;br /&gt;The principal’s eyes open really wide and before he could stop the answer, Boy. was taking charge.&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Bubblegum&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down and a dog does on three leg s? The principal’s eyes open really wide and before he could stop the answer…&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Shake hands&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: Now I will ask some “Who am I” sort of questions, okay?&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: You stick your poles inside me. You tie me down to get me up.&lt;br /&gt;I get wet before you do.&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Tent&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: A finger goes in me. You fiddle with me when you’re bored.&lt;br /&gt;The best man always has me first.The Principal was looking restless, a bit tense and took one large Patiala Vodka peg.&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Wedding Ring&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: I come in many sizes. When I’m not well, I drip. When you blow me, you feel good.&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Nose&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: I have a stiff shaft. My tip penetrates. I come with a quiver.&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Arrow&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: What word star ts with a ‘F’ and ends in ‘K’ that means lot of heat and excitement?&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Firetruck&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: What word starts with a ‘F’ and ends in ‘K’ &amp; if u dont get it u have to use ur hand.&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Fork&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: What is it that all men have one of it’s longer on some men than on others, the pope doesn’t use his and a man gives it to his wife after they’re married?&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: SURNAME&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: What part of the man has no bone but has muscles, has lots of veins, like pumping, &amp; is responsible for making love ?&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: HEART.&lt;br /&gt;The principal breathed a sigh of relief and said to the teacher, “Send this Boy. to College, I got the last ten questions wrong myself!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-114217293630433671?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/114217293630433671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=114217293630433671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114217293630433671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114217293630433671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/03/smart-fucker.html' title='Smart fucker....'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-114182982562984931</id><published>2006-03-08T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T06:57:05.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Induction to DECKERnism...</title><content type='html'>Perhaps this is the most ackward situation of all, i've started another new band. Yes this time it's going to hardcore to the max and at the same time emotional too, so now without further ~a due~ let me introduce all the thankfull members that i have in my band. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drummer ---&gt; "afham/roy/mat rimpit" introduced through a known aqquitance, 2nd&lt;br /&gt;             member confirmed to be in the band..&lt;br /&gt;vocalist --&gt; Karmrik Singh 3rd member confirmed, punjabi screamer..&lt;br /&gt;vocalist --&gt; Raymond final member confirmed, uganda singer..&lt;br /&gt;bassist ---&gt; Aravin/chi wha-wha 1st member confirmed, a close indian friend of mine..&lt;br /&gt;guitarist -&gt; Me... no need explenation i guess.. chinese not ah beng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part is that we all on the outside:&lt;br /&gt;1) we look like nerds without any experience at all. Total freaks at studio jamming..&lt;br /&gt;2) we are all of diff race. Refer to the article above..&lt;br /&gt;3) we all havent decide on a band name yet. For now its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"DECKER"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) we all love to play/jam for the love of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more review about the band to come, but for now we definitely are going to trash all the studio in town, catch us every friday and saturday midnight either at mama jammers, ice studio or sparkle..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-114182982562984931?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/114182982562984931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=114182982562984931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114182982562984931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114182982562984931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/03/induction-to-deckernism.html' title='Induction to DECKERnism...'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-114158137630471245</id><published>2006-03-05T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T09:56:16.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looooooooong weekend</title><content type='html'>Had a few hiccups for my weekend this time, went for one gig and once concert. The project 8 cd launch/gig went well after all, among the bands who played:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- PG165 ------&gt; ok ok only, hiccups all around&lt;br /&gt;- saerze -----&gt; hot chick in action, check out www.saerze.com&lt;br /&gt;- milla-------&gt; one wierd emo hardcore band, my taste definitely&lt;br /&gt;- project 8---&gt; EP launch...&lt;br /&gt;- KRONG-------&gt; Fucking tearing off the stage from the start, vocalist climb table..&lt;br /&gt;- CFE---------&gt; Wooo everyone's heart with zack kim double tapping style in mario song&lt;br /&gt;- April-------&gt; Melodical fussion, very experimental but sadly cut short due to time limit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the HITZ.FM birthday bash at mahkota parade, i was there only from 7-&gt;9.30pm due to my band jamming that night at 11pm. And i arrive late too because i had to pay the guitar store a visit when my guitar string broke down on me during my previous visit to mama jammers. Pop Shuvit manage to earn my respect this time, they were totally awesome and good in what they do. The musical blend was superb, i had no objections when i see the moshing crowds moving their head to the beat of &lt;em&gt;JUMP&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;JOURNEY&lt;/em&gt;. Frequency Canon on the other hand manage to pull off their song despite one of the guitarist were being setback due to a malfunction guitar amp, credits given though for their cover up skills and the vocalist showmanship on stage. Other than that, K-town clan as usual raps to other people's song and does it so well that people actually wanna buy their cd and support them in Malaysia. Kudo's to the Dragon Red vocalist also for making a special appearance with K-town clan on that day, his voice was superb as usual. And that leaves a small room for a singaporean &lt;strike&gt;looser&lt;/strike&gt;singer which i have nothing further to say about. If you did miss out this concert due to some unkown stupid reason,you better go bang your head on the wall and tell yourself how stupid you are in the mirror. Next update on my band coming up real soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s - serena-a,b,c was totally hot, i do mean it, till the extend of me dreaming about her wearing nothing but a brown hotpants and black spaghetti strap only, guess it's really time to grow out of this un-puberty shit... good night..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-114158137630471245?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/114158137630471245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=114158137630471245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114158137630471245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114158137630471245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/03/looooooooong-weekend.html' title='Looooooooong weekend'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-114104594599455941</id><published>2006-02-27T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T05:18:31.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Appearance</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow the band PG 165 will be making their appearance in MMU's very own Clc Concourse as part of the tri-nite road show event. The set will be staged at the heart of clc itself, just make your way to Clc concourse and you'll notice there'll be one gigantic stage set up just for the particular event. Now, this show is also one of those not to be missed kinda stuff, a trully seasoned band from MMU Malacca with many achievements under their belt, they are best in what they do. Watching them peform you'll be captivated by how good their setup is, I think i'll blog more about them as soon as i can gather further information regarding them first, but for now, just remember to drag your lazy and sorry ass down there by 12pm. For the meantime, enjoy the video from one of the legendary guitarist Tommy Emmanuel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J5ZeduYZuF0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J5ZeduYZuF0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-114104594599455941?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/114104594599455941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=114104594599455941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114104594599455941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114104594599455941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/02/secret-appearance.html' title='Secret Appearance'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-114068540907052498</id><published>2006-02-23T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T01:03:29.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a diff note..</title><content type='html'>Latest happening on the musical world of MMU, ladies and gentleman presenting to you: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/latest_flyers.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're heading there, don't forget to check out this one too which will be for sale on the venue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/front.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, the Hollywood Holiday video by Love Me Butch which was featured in 8tv as advertised earlier is now available for download through their website www.lovemebutch.com Happy downloading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/hollywoodpremiere.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-114068540907052498?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/114068540907052498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=114068540907052498&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114068540907052498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/114068540907052498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/02/on-diff-note.html' title='On a diff note..'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-113948809691187825</id><published>2006-02-09T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T04:28:16.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LMB live at Blast Off...</title><content type='html'>Love Me Butch will be appearing in tomorrow Blast Off Finals at Orange KL, anyone going please let me know because i want to go too and i dont have a transport from Malacca.. KNNCCB, I'm stuck with one more paper tomorrow evening and only after 5pm i am done and free to do what ever i want, it sucks once again to have exams on concert days.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB CCB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, i'm done... anyone going please contact me... Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-113948809691187825?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/113948809691187825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=113948809691187825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113948809691187825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113948809691187825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/02/lmb-live-at-blast-off.html' title='LMB live at Blast Off...'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-113712516345857359</id><published>2006-01-12T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T20:06:03.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponders..</title><content type='html'>It's the season to be emotional again, damn my flight for Kuching leaves on Sunday morning, had to comply with my parents this season as i run out of favours to back me up this time. I will take a bus to seremban first, train to nilai and then another bus to KLIA on saturday night, to which i will spend an entire 17 hours alone there prior to my flight, sleeping on the couch and hopefully pose as a beggar in search of scraps... A few other things ran through my mind this time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official looser of the year 2005, wooot!! jacked for god knows how many times. This time i really bites the dust..!! The situation stil render me breathless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/haroldkumar_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My final paper is in another 3 hours time and i still feel like failing it due to my iq being too low to pass, packing my notes this time with me on my trip to kuching to prepare for my supplimentary paper which i am so sure of facing in another 3 weeeks time. Btw, say hello to my class mascot slutty kitty..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/051.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packing up my stuff, feeling sad cause i had to leave my trusty accoustic guitar behind here with aravin. Taking my electric guitar with me to kuching though.. @-@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after having such a memorable time here, i am going to miss the sights and anonymous-ity i enjoy being here. Back to reality and civilisation again boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/061.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, it's a season to be jolly, yeaps, so to ya'll i wish you can follow me right here.. Happy chinese new year to you and thanks for reading..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/limabean.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-113712516345857359?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/113712516345857359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=113712516345857359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113712516345857359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113712516345857359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/01/ponders.html' title='Ponders..'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-113695083516511017</id><published>2006-01-10T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T15:52:56.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Section</title><content type='html'>Love Me Butch - Hollywood Holiday (official clip)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SN6C9Vm69SA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SN6C9Vm69SA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Me Butch - Reconcile (official clip)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/egOo5hMd4yw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/egOo5hMd4yw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Me Butch videos live from Baybeats Singapore, taken on 16 July 2005. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE ME BUTCH - RECONCILE (live)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zhxX8xHRfkA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zhxX8xHRfkA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE ME BUTCH - DREAM OF MY OWN (live)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bvv4GECHXro"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bvv4GECHXro" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE ME BUTCH - BARRICADE (live)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f02KMoQasWI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f02KMoQasWI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE ME BUTCH - HOLLYWOOD HOLIDAY (live)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C7RuiKY-WPQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C7RuiKY-WPQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE ME BUTCH - STUMBLE UPON A GLASS (live)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iar1Ud2wV_4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iar1Ud2wV_4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FYI - from LMB website&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/hollywoodpremiere.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOLLYWOOD HOLIDAY MUSIC VIDEO PREMIERE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Jan 15th 2006, 11:30 pm on 8TV. Make sure you stay home and catch the premiere of Hollywood Holiday with Rina and Phat Fabes. You won't be disappointed. (For a preview of their song click &lt;a href="http://www.lovemebutch.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROTTW POLL 2005: LMB SCORES 13 NOMINATIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMB receives 13 nominations for the recent ROTTW POLL 2005. The categories are Best artist, Best band, Best album, Best song, Best video clip, Best live performance, Best independent band, Best alternative, Best hardcore/punk, Best album cover, Most exciting band, Most under-rated band, Most welcomed comeback. Thanks to those who nominated for LMB &amp; please help LMB win some awards by giving your final vote &lt;a href="http://rottworld.com/rottwpoll2.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. (which i encourage you to do so..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HITZ.FM M'SIAN TOP 10 AWARDS NOMINATIONS &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Rock? Please vote &lt;a href="http://www.hitz.fm/05/special/hitz_top10/default.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. (I encourage readers to do so too..)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock yourself out, i have blogged about them before &lt;a href="http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/09/lets-reconcile.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. More videos to come, i promise..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-113695083516511017?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/113695083516511017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=113695083516511017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113695083516511017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113695083516511017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2006/01/video-section.html' title='Video Section'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-113525795081552291</id><published>2005-12-22T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T05:25:50.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cintaku, gilaku, jiwangku....</title><content type='html'>Dalam kesuraman ultra lembayung tika tujuh bulan menumpahkan cahaya dibawah kaki langit khirmizi, tiba-tiba aku terkenangkan eurika nostalgia cinta lama yang kita palitkan berdua. Kehadiranmu bersama molekul-molekul hidrogen menerjang segala kekusutan yang membelit tali perutku. Dan kehadiranmu itu mengajar aku erti rindu gelora dan shahdu. Kau juga mengajarku erti cinta, singa laut, beruang kutub, penguin, kambing salji, mee rebus, cendol, koridor, kotak pensil, tali kasut dan pasu bunga. Tatkala itu, kita bagaikan Nobita dan Sizuka. Kau dan aku umpama Kurt Cobain dan Siti Nurhaliza yang tidak dapat dipisahkan. Malangnya percintaan yang mendapat liputan meluas hingga ke planet Ziku itu telah mengundang perpisahan yang akhirnya telah mengecewakan seluruh penternak lipan di Burma. Kau pergi jua ketika Kuala Lumpur sedang bersiap sedia menjadi tuan rumah Sukan Komanwel 1998.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya  perpisahan itu berpunca daripada penebangan pokok getah secara  besar-besaran di Lembah Klang. Pemergianmu menyebabkan aku menghidap  penyakit resdung dan hepatitis-Q secara mengejut. Ketiadaanmu memaksa aku memakai topi keledar setiap masa sebagai langkah keselamatan. Aku seperti tidak percaya dengan apa yang telah terjadi. Aku bagaikan tergelincir dari orbit bumi dan terpelanting ke ruang angkasa, apabila daya tarikan gravitimu terhadapku tiada lagi berfungsi setelahaku tersungkur dalam percintaan yang berlarutan hingga ke rubber-estet di Chaah. Seluruh perjalanan hidupku menjadi gelita bagaikan terperangkap di dalam gua yang gelap dan ditemani stlagit dan stlagmit yang bagai sembilu. Kondominium cinta yang kita bina dari makgat basikal dan kipas helikopter akhirnya musnah setelah kau berpaling tadah. Ternyata sikapmu mulai berubah bila Malaysia mula melancarkan satelit MEASAT-1 ke ruang angkasa raya. Sejak itu kau sering melarikan diri bila terserempak dengan abang iparku. Akhirnya aku menyedari bahawa diriku ini tidak diperlukan lagi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak kau tiada, aku sering menyendiri berbual-bual dengan pokok betik untuk mengisi masa lapang. Kadang-kadang aku mengikat botol oren pada tiang rumah agar nampak lebih cantik. Saban hari aku termenung di dalam peti sejuk mengenangkan dirimu yang entah kemana menghilang. Aku cuba bermain badminton sambil makan mi hailam untuk melupakanmu, tetapi aku tak berdaya. Lalu aku membakar mesin basuh dan membelasah empat ekor itik serati jiran sebelah sebagai tanda aku tidak bersalah. Mengapa? Mengapa sayang? Mengapa ini semua biasa terjadi? Mengapa setelah kau curi hatiku, kau rompak cintaku lantas kau bunuh cintaku sehingga kita berdua terbunuh dalam kemalangan cinta yang ngeri. Aku bagaikan terhimpit dan dihimpit oleh guni-guni batu yang  kau timpakan di atas belakangku. Derita yang kau timpakan itu adalah bebanan yang terlalu berat untukku tanggung bagaikan mendukung 75 ekor biawak dan 386 ekor anak beruk. Dan kini segala harapanku hancur berkecai bagaikan aku terjatuh dari Menara Kuala Lumpur dan dihempap oleh Menara Berkembar Petronas lalu tersangkut di celah landasan LRT dan kemudiannya digilis pula keretapi Komuter hingga aku hancur berkecai. Oh! terlalu berat dugaan yang kutempuhi kini. Kini segalanya telah pun berakhir. Aku sedar siapa aku. Aku hanya insan biasa yang suka makan mi segera. Aku bukan McGyver, McDonald's, Superman atau Kesatria Baja Hitam. Aku juga bukanlah Ultraman seperti yang kau idam-idamkan. Aku menyedari kekurangan diri dan kekurangan kemudahan awam di tempat sendiri. Tak perlu dikesali lagi kerana nasi telah menjadi capati dan tin sardin yang ku genggam ini telah pun luput tarikhnya. Segalanya sungguh mengharukan dan semua hadiah pemberianmu termasuk enjin kapal selam telah pun aku cincang untuk dibuat makanan lembu. Walaupun segalanya telah pun berakhir, disini, diatas pokok getah ini aku tetap menunggu kau akan kembali. Selagi ada nafas ini, selagi ada kompleks membeli-belah SOGO, selagi ada kedai kasut selipar di sekitar Argentina, selagi kumpulan Metallica tidak berpecah, aku tetap menunggumu sehinggalah mentari terbelah lapan. Namun aku menyedari bahawa penantianku hanyalah sia-sia belaka. Akhirnya aku mengambil keputusan muktamad untuk menunggu tiang  elektrik dihadapan rumahku berbuah. kalau tiang elektrik berbuah nanti, aku poskan buahnya kepadamu. Nak tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off : jiwang rockers live from Malacca....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-113525795081552291?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/113525795081552291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=113525795081552291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113525795081552291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113525795081552291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/12/cintaku-gilaku-jiwangku.html' title='Cintaku, gilaku, jiwangku....'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-113465033378602189</id><published>2005-12-15T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T06:12:52.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>psalms of loneliness</title><content type='html'>Shit, It's all my fault, damnit, why the fuck would i be the first one to break the silence? Why would i be the first one to voice out my confusion, anger and dissapoinments first in the worst of times when we are reunited once again? Why would i be so different compared to the others? Why should i even choose this dark path in the first palce? It has no future yet whatsoever and has never been a brightly lit-ed route for most who endured the curse of it. Truth of the matter is that nobody would see this action of mine to be sane, neither will they accept my reason of resignation to be valid. "It's either all of us or nothing at all..." These words kept ringing in my mind, dawning me further into my pool of confussion. Some ask, why should i be so cocky, arrogant, and thick skulled to just leave the band in the midst of trying to put up a demo for radio and air play? Is this just another moment of my emotions coming down or will this trully be my heart's calling? As i ponder upon this point of no return stigma, it has been 4 months since i thought about it, all the energy, closeness and harship we went through. All that was timeless, never would have crossed my mind that i would be the one to leave at this moment. It was both sad, tragic and unhuman to just jack AKAASH, but the truth is... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confessions from my &lt;strike&gt;fucked up&lt;/strike&gt; past has long been ingnored, longing to pour out my hearts inner contents all this while i choose to ignore it by putting up a face for the society to see that everything is alright. To balance this side of mine, i choose instead to inject all of my feelings into AKAASH's song composition, along with all the other bandmates. However from what i can see, no matter how far out i go for the songs composition of AKAASH, i still find myself dissatisfied and ackward with my part in the whole teams no matter how hard i tried to blend in. It was as if i was unable to express myself properly on the stage, unable to get my feelings out into the open, unable to send the message of the song to the crowd and being unable to feel the magic of having fun on stage. I notice that all this was due to the fact that i was not really playing the type of genre which really suits my emotional side. However, as naturally what i would do with most of my problems, i just let it slide past, not letting the others know what i felt deep inside, letting it become just a whisper in the wind. Slowly, it is eating me from inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt AKAASH is a trully magical blend, from the way it was formed, the compositions, the musical energy, the friendships formed, the family it potrays, the attention it seeks, the wierd pschotic traits of it's members, the trials and errors and the many people who help us at no cost and no benefits to themselves to just see this dream becoming a reality. I totally have no intentions for AKAASH to break up and be in disarray in the first place, all that i am asking for is the permission to let me journey on to seek and grab a dream of my own in music. And for that i would have to choose the option of leaving AKAASH for good this time, not to be a senti puki bastard but i feel that it's time for me to trully go far out and grab a star of my own among the cosmic entities in the sky. I have never predicted for my drummer to feel the same too, now that he's leaving the band too after hearing my confessions. It's sad to know that everyone is feeling down at this point in time, i first thought that they would have find a replacement for my spot in AKAASH easily through their wide contacts. To be honest i also think that AKAASH will have a bright future planned ahead before this happens, i trully believe in the chemistry it possess among it's members and i would never have doubt the number of achievements it will get in time. But at the end of the day, all i wish to say now is thanks to AKAASH for everything up to today, i might dissappoint you all deeply but i guess it's time for us to bid farewells.. I hope for the best for all of you in music and may you succeed in everything that you strive to be in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/45.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/47.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-113465033378602189?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/113465033378602189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=113465033378602189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113465033378602189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113465033378602189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/12/psalms-of-loneliness.html' title='psalms of loneliness'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-113449911482131468</id><published>2005-12-13T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T10:38:34.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am screwed...</title><content type='html'>Today is the day that i regret living, for I :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Didnt have time to finish most of my assignments resulting in heavy plagerism..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Became a jackass and went for a church concert in remote ayer keroh hotel played by rival PG165 by bike while the others all went by shuttle bus. Totally trashing the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Finally told my drummer that i decide quit Akaash.. Need to explain to the others tomorrow some more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Heard that the girl that i had a crush on was being fooled around by indian bastarditic playboys, while being fooled around by an old auntie who claims to be her stepmom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Made a fool out of myself by freezing up and act dumb in front her, hell yeah, not a word spoken to her yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Became broke by overspending on food, even though i know i am short by a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Went to class late by 1 hour when the lab was a 2 hour session..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Broke my slippers, dont ask me how..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Burnt my hands, again dont ask me how..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, i'm trying to figure out what to say to the other members of Akaash tomorrow, i guess its time for a change of perfume in the foul air we live on.. Its a wonder i am still living on my parents wages while a friend of mine got married a few days ago.. God i am so punishable.... Somebody please help release me of this pain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-113449911482131468?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/113449911482131468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=113449911482131468&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113449911482131468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113449911482131468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-screwed.html' title='i am screwed...'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-113430339709758743</id><published>2005-12-11T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T04:25:12.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When bored...!!</title><content type='html'>Parental advisory suggested upon reading the following material...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD I AM FUCKING BORED, SICK AND TIRED OF STUDYING... HERE'S SOME ANTI STRESS TIPS, FIRST YOU DO THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/027.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, ooohhhh yeah babe smoke that shit up...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/026.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally after that, of course it wont be complete without a drastic action...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/072.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i finally decided to cut my 24 months long hair, hope you're happy mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace yourself, hey life is all about the shits we do during these times, so live it up a notch...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-113430339709758743?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/113430339709758743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=113430339709758743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113430339709758743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113430339709758743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/12/when-bored.html' title='When bored...!!'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112792670774483766</id><published>2005-12-11T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T04:09:31.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My very first original cd...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;****************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Actually I wrote this quite a while back, by now my LMB cd iss at the hands of one of my friends in Sarawak, hope it brings new inspiration for him too...&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;To my own suprise, i finallly bought the long awaited &lt;a href="http://lovemebutch.com"&gt;Love Me Butch &lt;/a&gt;cd at Inverno, Mahkota Parade last sunday. To know the boring story of how i ended up there please read &lt;a href="http://analgestic.blogs.friendster.com/suicidal_/2005/09/road_to_boredom.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; At my very first glance of the shop, i can immediately know that this shop is your typical ah beng music shop selling and feng tau songs and craps such as Britney Spears and Backstreet Mtv Ho's, but after confirming the place of purchase through the LMB website, to my suprise this shop sells and support a lot of locally produced music, wow..!! Being approached by the ah beng promoter is dark horned specs, i immediately asked for LMB's latest cd and he directed me into the other room filled with stacks of cd. Hm, that gives me a feeling of being a VIP, for the other room are reserved for cd's only. There he pulls out a stack of cd's and sorted it out in less than 20 seconds, asking me which one i want, &lt;em&gt;Enter Posthuman&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;This Is The New Pop&lt;/em&gt;.. I check both out, &lt;em&gt;Enter Posthuman&lt;/em&gt; selling for for rm29.90 and &lt;em&gt;This Is The New Pop&lt;/em&gt; selling for rm25.90 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Hm, isn't that suspicious? For those who did not keep in touch with the progress of this band, they may assume that the new LMB cd may just be an uninteresting album as any other poorly produced local products or either they are just plain lousy up to the extend of releasing a new album which is cheaper than their first. &lt;strong&gt;FYI&lt;/strong&gt; their new album are totally self produced, everything from the CD cover to CD replication. That is one of the reson why their new cd can be cheaper. Don't beleive what i said? read &lt;a href="http://www.lovemebutch.com/diy.htm"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;for yourself, due to being released from their label &lt;strong&gt;posse records&lt;/strong&gt;, they managed to go agaisnt the odds imposed on indipendent Malaysian Band and produced the entire compilation of their ideas from scratch. This proves the quote "If there's a will there's a way" to be true, from what i noticed, they are setting the benchmark in musical production for all indipendent musicians in Malaysia. I am trully inspired by their efforts in getting their own ideas out on the street indipendently, it requires you to fully trust in what you do and believing that your ideas can make a change to somebody to go to that extend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story, when i finally got my hands on this little gem there was a moment of silence as if i am holding the holly grail. I promptly paid the cashier and left the shop with a gratefull smile, holding my very first original cd. To prove it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/021.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/022.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/023.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with the cd in my hand, i have put the mastering to test with my brother's tube amplifiers. The final result that i get was quite amazing, the mastering had been trully well done, when compared with a justin timberlake cd. After listening to the songs, i felt the sudden urge to .... and it just had to be done, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/055.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply amazing what a piece of CD can do for your soul. Anyway before signing off, i just want to let you know that my frav track among all was Pitcher Of a Ghost. Go get a copy of yours today..!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112792670774483766?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112792670774483766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112792670774483766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112792670774483766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112792670774483766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-very-first-original-cd.html' title='My very first original cd...'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-113374642206092895</id><published>2005-12-04T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T17:36:57.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROCK MY ASS...ignment CONCERT</title><content type='html'>Title : Rock The World 6&lt;br /&gt;Date  : December 17 2005 &lt;br /&gt;Time  : 3pm till late &lt;br /&gt;Venue : Stadium Merdeka KL&lt;br /&gt;Price : Rm25 (with the first 5000 getting free t-shirts)&lt;br /&gt;Info  : www.rocktheworld.com.my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bands playing : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deja Voodoo Spells, Furniture, Cassandra Cosmic Funk Express, 7 Collar T-Shirts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, The Pilgrims, Pop Shuvit, OAG, Frequency Canon, Jason Lo, Disagree and a few more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;****please note the bolded bands are the ones i am looking forward to watch****&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANDS NOT PLAYING : Hoobastank, Incubus, Love Me Butch, Tragic Comedy, Tempered Mental, Damn Dirty Apes, Duke, Akaash, Project 8, and many more... So please don't attend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-trimester exam dates : 12th, 17th &amp; 19th December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story : I am screwed evertime a concert is around, FUCK...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-113374642206092895?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/113374642206092895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=113374642206092895&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113374642206092895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113374642206092895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/12/rock-my-assignment-concert.html' title='ROCK MY ASS...ignment CONCERT'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-113303933314196344</id><published>2005-11-26T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T13:13:14.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something done somewhere</title><content type='html'>I've found this funny video while surfing the net, a classic remake of one of my fravourite childhood songs. To download this spanking hot video click &lt;a href="http://s31.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=2P2AGVDFGOWO72NJXD34P8D506"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Do keep in mind that the subtitle is in Bahasa Melayu and also the author hold no responsiblity whatsoever for any accidents especially histerical laughs which my be induced from watching this video too many times...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth this video really brought me back in time, it's true that we only get to be young once in our lifetime, so the moral story of the day is dont waste our youth. Hope you have a great day ahead.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-113303933314196344?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/113303933314196344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=113303933314196344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113303933314196344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113303933314196344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/11/something-done-somewhere.html' title='Something done somewhere'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-113283788213060183</id><published>2005-11-24T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T13:15:05.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Local breed....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Since the link to the video is broken, anyone who wants the videos please ym me at analgestic@yahoo.com or analg3stic@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/mix.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja Voodoo Spells, a band with a very spooky name which will blow you away with their awesome talents. Their lineup comprise of a few very talented individuals whom finds their ways of expression through music priceless. The first time i met them was in my first MMUSIC workshop held on 13th March 2005 at MMU Malacca's clc0004. The event was intended to be a small scale &lt;em&gt;show and tell&lt;/em&gt; style. Even with an extremely poor attendance, the band gave us their best in the talk and showered us with the spirit of true rock. We were trully mesmerised to learn of the lead guitarist &lt;em&gt;Rithan&lt;/em&gt; and the drummer &lt;em&gt;Ainol's&lt;/em&gt; capability, since copying from the internet is a blasphemy, so to read more of their bio click &lt;a href="http://dejavoodoospells.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=view&amp;id=12&amp;Itemid=41"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; I also have uploaded a video of a Deja Voodoo Spells in action for download, to download the video click this &lt;a href="http://s32.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=16LPJGIXQ7Y5F2E0E4OXIBNX37"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;link...!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rithan in action with Steve Vai in Suntec City, Singapore, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/rst.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainol in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/Ainol_sweating_it_out.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their new album &lt;em&gt;"I am what I am"&lt;/em&gt; has just been released and are now available in major music stores around your block. Their new album has been rumored to be full of suprises and showcase their full passion for music. Since internet piracy is at rampant, i call upon all the readers to support the local bands by buying a legit copy considering the effort they took to realise the dream of getting their talents out to the audience. Sigh, this means that my next month's budget includes a week of starvation and pure meditation from fun to realise this dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/DVS20POSTER202.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, &lt;em&gt;Deja Voodoo Spells &lt;/em&gt;has been confirmed to participate in the up and coming long awaited &lt;strong&gt;Rock The World 6 concert&lt;/strong&gt;. Sadly, my fravourite band &lt;em&gt;Love Me Butch &lt;/em&gt;are pulling out from this year's event. This inevidently puts me in the dilemma of attending the concert this year or not. Well anyway, the tickets for Rock The World 6 concert are out for grabs, click  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rocktheworld.com.my/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more info on the bands playing and also to get your tickets. Happy surfing...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-113283788213060183?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/113283788213060183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=113283788213060183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113283788213060183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113283788213060183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/11/local-breed.html' title='Local breed....'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-113250296543833833</id><published>2005-11-20T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T08:09:25.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/newk.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, no mood to blog yet, for the moment try bearing the pain and agony of watching my crappy adobe skills...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-113250296543833833?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/113250296543833833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=113250296543833833&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113250296543833833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113250296543833833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/11/drawing-again.html' title='Drawing again...'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-113214500181857725</id><published>2005-11-16T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T07:59:26.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am BECK...</title><content type='html'>Finally, after nearly a month plus of not updating this site... First of all, sorry to all the readers for i was caught in a place where the source of internet was in scarcity. During this one month period of absenty i was back in my hometown, Sarawak. My journey are recorded as followed :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days  - Pretending to be a model citizen of Kuching town &lt;br /&gt;2 days  - Driving with my sister to Miri (Honda AK)&lt;br /&gt;10 days - Drunk and still driving around in Miri town with my brother's Proton Tiara&lt;br /&gt;1 day   - 14 hours bus ride to Kuching&lt;br /&gt;6 days  - Sober and apologising to mum for not spending much time at home... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again words cannot summarize my journey to Sarawak this time. As you can see, it was totally packed with only a few days of rest for me at Kuching. One word that could summarize the whole event was &lt;strike&gt;superfuckingawesome&lt;/strike&gt; awesome, as it is a journey of self discovery for me. It was one of those moments where you have the ample time to discover your inner needs and restructure your goals and purpose in life, well since most of the geographical areas of Miri town are filled with clean and beautiful beach i was able to meditate upon my objectives with a clear conscience throughout the day. It was a refreshing moment to be there meditating at the beach, i might be getting myself a house by the beach one day too. Getting back to business, all throughout my time in Sarawak i managed to jam 6 times with 3 different band, the result are quite amazing. Here is a summary of what they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st band : Baboon and his ah beng bandmates&lt;br /&gt;2nd band : Colin, Ikmal and his shell colleague bandmate&lt;br /&gt;3rd band : Ah wai and the rojak team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st band&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has a hardcore metal and emotional feel to it. Influenced mostly by Jrock and hardcore english bands such as As i lay dying, the used, Atreyu &amp; etc... This band is one messed up team in terms of timing and riffs, even though so the drummer is one hell of a good player who can adapt so well to any style of playing, i can sense that the chemistry between the members in this band is much much more better than my band in Malacca. Their only weakness is that that lack discipline and vision, they would have to be more serious in practise and give up more of their own time for more original compositions along with future planning for gigs and peformances. If they do that, I can definitely see a future for this garage project. Suprisingly, this band jam twice a week without fail and still dont have a band name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd band&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical indie rock group, played songs from good old british rock, american punk to some remixes of oldies. Their influences are from the likes of coldplay, oasis, avril lavinge, green day and etc. This band has a few vocalist "both male and female", this makes them more versatile in terms of choosing which band songs to cover. Their strength lies in their key discipline to practise and experience of playing in other bands before. Their weakness is however is their lack of confidence to try new sounds and also i can sense that the chemistry between the band members are not there yet. Overall they're just a bunch of &lt;em&gt;kaki jamming&lt;/em&gt; type that happens to met in Shell Corporation Of Miri. Doing an adequete job of covering Shell official functions, they still lack the stage experience. And the latest project that i heard from them is making a demo, at least thats what i last heard from Ikmal.. Not bad, keep it going dude..!!! Also, they dont have a band name yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd band&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A maniac groupie of retired jammers, the atmosphere was kinda wierd, ackward and unmotivating.. No one knows what the other is playing and all the members are there for the sake of rekindering long lost friendship. Well, nothing much to be commented for it was a met up after footie session. No future plan for this band was intended so just forget whatever you read here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/1908186358634l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More info on the review of the BOSS ME-50 will be coming up soon as i am still compiling the facts and details from the net and comparing it to mine at the moment..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-113214500181857725?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/113214500181857725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=113214500181857725&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113214500181857725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/113214500181857725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-beck.html' title='I am BECK...'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112859986566229589</id><published>2005-10-06T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T04:57:45.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady luck</title><content type='html'>Fatefully, i am in for a downfall of good luck amidst the exam pitfalls of november. Every guitarist understands that nothing beats the fact that you'll be having a new effect pedal in hand to try and smash it on very soon. The itchiness is just too hard to be ignore, a scratch is a must. This sole reason is what drives me to study harder for the last final paper due tomorrow morning, for after that all i will be doing is squeezing out every ounce of potential from this beauty after i go kl to steal it from my brother. FIY, This stuff cost a stinking rm1000 at bentley's...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/top_L.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You can expect a full on review later on this pedal, haha, out of pure luck, my brother has completed his stint in kl and he's going to go back to miri to his old stinkin cubicle at shell. In haste he's decided to exchange his new guitar with my skinny old lady vintage for reasons unknown to human. Whatever the reasons maybe, i just hope he doesnt regret it for i am sure i wont be.. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/santastand.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i'm just plain lucky, i am not complaining though. Wait, it just get better from there, my brother is a maniac when it comes to tube amplifiers. You know those stuff which cost a 10k at least and used to play &lt;strike&gt;stinking&lt;/strike&gt; old man's song? Built purely from self experimentation, enthusiastic efforts and self learnt knowledge, he's build one and decide to leave it here in Malacca in my house, man this just set the bar one step higher for everyone... Imagine, tube amps.. TUBE AMPS..!!! Imagine the fact of having a 10 thousand dollars worth of amplifier at the tip of my finger, what they **** was i bullshitting with my altec lansing and my laptop, now this is what we call music... For those of you interested to know more about my brother's passion, let me know and i'll give you his contact.. Anything connected to DIY guitars, amplifiers, and effects are his expertise, there you go. I'll leave you now for library awaits, wish me luck in my final paper...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112859986566229589?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112859986566229589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112859986566229589&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112859986566229589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112859986566229589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/10/lady-luck.html' title='Lady luck'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112822781900486389</id><published>2005-10-01T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T22:02:57.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Me Butch (live video's for download)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/rtw3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long time gap, i did not have much time to update this site lately as i was down with fever and sore throat the 3 days ago, could barely even get up to see the doctor which is less than a kilometer away. Shivering on my bed for more than 24 hours, lucky i survived the ordeal and feeling a lot better now. The doctor clocked a 40 degree on my forehead to which she said &lt;em&gt;"you almost fried your brain son"&lt;/em&gt; Also, i am having my final exams here so i hope you'll be patient with me. This is the first of the few video clips i have for &lt;em&gt;love me butch's&lt;/em&gt; outing in &lt;em&gt;baybeats&lt;/em&gt; singapore, thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.gigvideos.com"&gt;gigvideos.com&lt;/a&gt; for letting us enjoy a piece of the action from the event. Go download and enjoy for it's &lt;em&gt;"only for 7 days"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=2NK3PJ3XTX92B1ZPEYGQ57F7MY"&gt;---&gt;Reconcile live at Baybeats 2005&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=0VRXEU6OOVQ0T03LFS9O48EUA"&gt;---&gt;Dream Of My Own live at Baybeats 2005&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=2XDX89IK1UKJK16WT0I474TTWW"&gt;---&gt;Barricade live at Baybeats 2005&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s30.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=2PPQVNNLMR3XC36LNJWO51HS59"&gt;---&gt;Hollywood Holiday live at Baybeats 2005&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=0WM4B5AM2ABME34DMIHWKBLT5T"&gt;---&gt;Stumble Upon A Glass live at Baybeats 2005&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deal here is, i downloaded from gigvideos all these videos and the transfer rate is slow because they're using &lt;em&gt;megaupload&lt;/em&gt;, so what i do now for you all is that i re-upload all these videos into yousendit so that the transfer rate will be fast and efficient for you all music freaks out there... Enjoy the videos ya'll weaselZ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112822781900486389?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112822781900486389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112822781900486389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112822781900486389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112822781900486389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/10/love-me-butch-live-videos-for-download.html' title='Love Me Butch (live video&apos;s for download)'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112752409471183053</id><published>2005-09-23T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T18:09:47.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on monkey, lets go partay...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today, i've been practically mistaken as a monkey for the 50th time in a week by that certain someone, well this post is aimed to educate that person for one final time. Dude, i hope you can start recognising this monkeys talent from now on after i post this pic.. Nah, take that...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/15066046453553l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, anyway to those of you who may not know what this is, this is the medal that certifies that Akaash got second place in Audiowarfare last 21st July. To Akaash members feel free to use the picture above, it was ripped from my chinese bassist &lt;em&gt;SONG's&lt;/em&gt; friendster photos anyway.. &gt;.&lt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0_o feeling wierd? wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Have a nice day..!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon Bon Jovi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112752409471183053?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112752409471183053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112752409471183053&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112752409471183053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112752409471183053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/09/come-on-monkey-lets-go-partay.html' title='Come on monkey, lets go partay...'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112682846735306133</id><published>2005-09-18T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T06:42:55.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In loving memory</title><content type='html'>There was once i fell in love, i love you so much until my heart aches if i cannot get my hands you. You make me sick of joy with your presence in my room, everYwhere i go i can't stop thinking about your beauty, your touches, your profound english. Your speak a lot about life, and your words made me think, made me realise that i should have love myself more. The times we spent together was unforgettable, when i show you to my friends you blend in with them so easily like you knew them so much, yet i am not jealous for i know that deep inside your heart you are mine for keeps. But when you broke up, you changed so much. I am totally devastated at the way you've been acting, whats to say, you are not the same as you used to be, things are so different now.. How i wish i could have you back, but its not that simple for there will always be one thing that remains which hurts me so deeply when you left me that time. It's hard for me too when you left but what's done is done. I am hurt deep, but i've always been keeping in touch with your presence, following your updatees on your life. From that, I know you miss me too, thats why you sing this song for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"In Loving Memory"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all you've done&lt;br /&gt;I've missed you for so long&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you're gone&lt;br /&gt;You still live in me&lt;br /&gt;I feel you in the wind&lt;br /&gt;You guide me constantly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never knew what it was to be alone, no&lt;br /&gt;Cause you were always there for me&lt;br /&gt;You were always there waiting&lt;br /&gt;And ill come home and I miss your face so&lt;br /&gt;Smiling down on me&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know, you're a part of me&lt;br /&gt;And it's your song that sets me free&lt;br /&gt;I sing it while I feel I can't hold on&lt;br /&gt;I sing tonight cause it comforts me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carry the things that remind me of you&lt;br /&gt;In loving memory of&lt;br /&gt;The one that was so true&lt;br /&gt;Your were as kind as you could be&lt;br /&gt;And even though you're gone&lt;br /&gt;You still mean the world to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never knew what it was to be alone, no&lt;br /&gt;Cause you were always there for me&lt;br /&gt;You were always there waiting&lt;br /&gt;But now I come home and it's not the same, no&lt;br /&gt;It feels empty and alone&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know, you're a part of me&lt;br /&gt;And it's your song that sets me free&lt;br /&gt;I sing it while I feel I can't hold on&lt;br /&gt;I sing tonight cause it comforts me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad he set you free from sorrow&lt;br /&gt;I'll still love you more tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And you will be here with me still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what you did you did with feeling&lt;br /&gt;And You always found the meaning&lt;br /&gt;And you always will&lt;br /&gt;And you always will&lt;br /&gt;And you always will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know, you're a part of me&lt;br /&gt;And it's your song that sets me free&lt;br /&gt;I sing it while I feel I can't hold on&lt;br /&gt;I sing tonight cause it comforts me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, i feel it too, may you enjoy your newfound life without the miseries of having me in your sight anymore. Love is such a deep trench filled with pitfalls, not everybody ahs the ability to love, i realise i may never have the ability to love someone else anymore the way i loved you... So thanks being a presence in my life, i hope the beauties of life may remain with your presence. &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In Loving Memory, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CREED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/creed.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, no XX chromosomes are hurt in the process of creating this post. The author hopes all readers understand that this post was intended to be for the band CREED migration to their new journey with ALTER BRIDGE, not for any &lt;strike&gt;gf's&lt;/strike&gt; one in particuliar..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112682846735306133?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112682846735306133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112682846735306133&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112682846735306133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112682846735306133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/09/in-loving-memory.html' title='In loving memory'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112660547504662043</id><published>2005-09-17T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T18:07:29.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ideAs From tHe lAnd oF tHe riSing sUn part I</title><content type='html'>Diprogram from Japan, just found them after searching for a couple of hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/59-1122905904-887l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band consist of :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Futoshi: vocals, scream&lt;br /&gt;AK: bass, emcee, background vocals&lt;br /&gt;Masayuki: guitars, background vocals&lt;br /&gt;TANK: drums, background vocals&lt;br /&gt;Junya: decks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diprogram(dee-eye-program) get together in 1999 in Japan. The band was made up of several different members. The band was know it now are made up of 5 members. Futoshi on vocals, Aki on bass, Masayuki on guitars, Takashi on drums and Junya on decks and samples. Each member bringing to Diprogram different musical tastes ranging from loud rock to screamo to break beat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dubbed as a new metal mix of hip hop, screamo and hard rock. From the likes of Linkin park, i've uploaded the files for download, get them while it last for 7 days only, you surely wont regret this...!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=19L6NJW2BKGMQ2QHP19CL9FEFO"&gt;- Samurai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s27.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=3VO2FJUFWMILC34J7B1FQWFYJO"&gt;- Stress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s16.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=383N947ODSSZY18ROKTQ53LB8V"&gt;- Go to war&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finish one midterm paper a while ago, rushing for another 2 prob assignments and Cyberpreaneurship project, deadline tomorrow... Also feel the need to update my friendster blog, it seems that friendster doesnt support html to be user friendly &lt;blockquote&gt;"craps"&lt;/blockquote&gt;.. till i got the time to update, feel free to leave comments... Adios, enjoy the new revolution...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112660547504662043?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112660547504662043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112660547504662043&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112660547504662043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112660547504662043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/09/ideas-from-land-of-rising-sun-part-i.html' title='ideAs From tHe lAnd oF tHe riSing sUn part I'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112683668958809539</id><published>2005-09-16T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T18:17:11.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>id3as froM tHe lAnd of the rising sun-part II</title><content type='html'>Name : Starboard&lt;br /&gt;Type : Unbelievable,hehe... emo, rock, punk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/85-1123562714-80l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiroyuki Imamura: Vocals and Guitars &lt;br /&gt;Daisuke Asao: Bass &lt;br /&gt;Retsu Ushijima: Drums and Vocals &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this &lt;strike&gt;fucking&lt;/strike&gt; hot band from Japan &lt;em&gt;"well not so hot now just one of my personal preference"&lt;/em&gt;. For those who never heard of them before dont let the young &lt;strike&gt;naive&lt;/strike&gt; looks fool ya, i was shocked when i heard their songs online for the first time for they were very talented especially the guitarist. His killer riffs are melodious and his filling for the parts in between the songs are suprisingly good, which makes the whole package complete. Well known for their catchy tunes, their debut album &lt;em&gt;Everywhere You Go&lt;/em&gt;, has been a smashing hit in Japan. I've been trying to track them down and find their mp3's using the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/language_tools?hl=en"&gt;google translator&lt;/a&gt; to browse through japanese websites..!! Finally after 3 days of search and a painfull ass, justice is served and the tiger get its share of the meat. Download their 2 video clips here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s11.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=2YHT1EW959LQT0BMJV1ZKG4TA2"&gt;-&gt; Daze&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s11.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=01B8V220MIH9N04H9OHW40QLO4"&gt;-&gt; Left Behind New Theory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fruits in my search for their mp3 though, if there is anyone of you who can help me find for it please let me know through the all new chatterbox. For more previews of their song and profile, visit their myspace site &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=18409117&amp;Mytoken=20050629105805"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and the japanese translated review  of the band &lt;a href="http://translate.google.com/translate?hl=en&amp;sl=ja&amp;u=http://www.roadrunnerrecords.co.jp/oldnews/2004c.html&amp;prev=/search%3Fq%3Djapan%2Bband%2Bstarboard%2B%2522everywhere%2Byou%2Bgo%2522%26start%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26sa%3DN"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Sigh, it's time to go back to assignment mode again...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112683668958809539?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112683668958809539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112683668958809539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112683668958809539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112683668958809539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/09/id3as-from-land-of-rising-sun-part-ii.html' title='id3as froM tHe lAnd of the rising sun-part II'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112683467199207443</id><published>2005-09-15T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T18:15:38.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Case of the egg...</title><content type='html'>Here's something that i wrote in my old blog after AKAASH's failure in Sparc Talentime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There was once an egg, so fragile, full of fear that it often wonders what would happen if its shell breaks. The question was never answered in the egg's youthfull days, but as time goes, the egg finally joins the school athletic team and made it to the jumping team, after trying so hard the egg was finally given a shot, a chance to prove himself not to be a wimp. The night before the competition, he sat down looking at the road of his life, wondering how would things turn out to be if he made it to the finals, or even won the state championship. He was worried about breaking his precious shell but least he's confident after all the effort he put in that he would be well rewarded. On the day of the competition, he jumped as high as he could, and he was very happy with the height he jumped at. Alas, the height he jumped at was high but another dude jumped higher than him and bagged the first prize, it was both humiliating and frustrating, all the hope and aim, all the confidence given by family, coach and friends all seem worthless, he's nothing but an egg only.. In rage he tore open his shell and said, it's time for me to release this excess baggage of mine, in shock he found out that beneath the soft shell he's keeping, inside was a fully groen body, not to be a yolk as expected. So my friends, the lesson here today is that don't keep holding on to the angst and fear of loosing something precious for only after you sacrifice your all for something or someone, then you'll find the new being you.. Never give up under any circumstances, it's shameful to loose but it's even more pathetic to give up.. Losser's thumbs up!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, i wonder what would have happen to us if we didnt manage to survive that crash back then.. A lot of things had happened recently to the band, still i felt lucky that we took &lt;em&gt;the road less taken&lt;/em&gt; which is the painfull road of relearning our mistakes and improvise, else where would we stand in Audiowarfare Cyberjaya on the night of 21st JUly...??? &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the place where all our hopes were shattered in a night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/9.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Will we ever move forward if we dont learn to pick up from where we fall? The answer is a big NO..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry Ngu ~Akaash guitarist~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112683467199207443?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112683467199207443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112683467199207443&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112683467199207443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112683467199207443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/09/case-of-egg.html' title='Case of the egg...'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112639120802927381</id><published>2005-09-10T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T04:18:39.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke...</title><content type='html'>Man, i am so *toot* broke, life sucks basically as a looser.. All i can think now is getting better in the one thing which i am good at..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is like a piece of crap, so with a little bit of concentration, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/jerry035.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;this is the new advertisment!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/peny.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i wonder why did i ever left my guitar behind at that time.. All prebookings are made available through YM or MSN, whichever one prefered, make sure:&lt;br /&gt;1) download the latest version or MSN or YM&lt;br /&gt;2) add me analgestic@yahoo.com aka analg3stic@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;3) call me when the status changes to online or available&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, anyone interested out there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112639120802927381?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112639120802927381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112639120802927381&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112639120802927381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112639120802927381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/09/broke.html' title='Broke...'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112620341428453336</id><published>2005-09-08T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T16:48:09.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Reconcile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/DSC_7438.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afte the long wait, Love me butch has released the video of the song &lt;a href="http://lovemebutch.com/video/reconcile_320x240.wmv"&gt;Reconcile&lt;/a&gt; from their new album &lt;em&gt;This Is The New Pop&lt;/em&gt;.. For most of you who are new to the scene, LMB aka Love Me Butch has been one of the leading Malaysian underground rock band, their live peformance onstage are nothing more than breathtaking where mosh pits will be formed automatically without the need to be steered. While most of you out there may be sick &amp; tired of white guys screaming out their unmelodious enotions, this band definitely has an extra edge to it. If you browse through their songs preview &lt;a href="http://www.audioleaf.com/lovemebutch/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; you'll find that the songs from their new album such as Hollywood Holiday and Stumble Upon a Glass definitely present a different level of &lt;em&gt;quality music&lt;/em&gt; as they experiment with new sounds and genre. The vocals are impressive too, changing from screamo to soft heart breaking wail the next second is definitely an impressive feat. At the remark of most vocalist i heard &lt;em&gt;"damn thats tight, rock siol"&lt;/em&gt; It's true i swear. The vocalist of LMB, Syahrul defintely has improved greatly over the years. I might not call myself an expert in judging his voice but from the bottom of my heart, I personally experienced them:&lt;br /&gt;1) live 3 years ago when they visited MMU Malacca as a guest artist for the Ground Zero battle of the band.&lt;br /&gt;2) live 21st July on MMU Cyberjaya Audiowarfare for which they are also one of the guest artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think LMB are so flucking awesome onstage. In the 3 years, the differences are so much. 3 years ago they have just freshly won the AIM award and with their hit single&lt;em&gt;The Protector&lt;/em&gt; from their album &lt;a href="http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/lovemebutch"&gt;Enter Posthuman&lt;/a&gt; they totally rock the Main Hall of MMU Malacca. Now, watching them live again definitely rewrote the meaning of ROCK in my head. No doubt the vocals and guitar have improved tremendously over the years, but the whole band also was on a different scale compared to other bands that played that night. I guess i have been out of sync with the Malaysian music scene lately, i might rant more and more here but to be really convinced on their peformance why dont you buy their cd, watch them live yourself and then give me a ride once you want to visit their concert.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/lmb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are currently number 1 on &lt;a href="http://www.audioleaf.com"&gt;audioleaf japan.&lt;/a&gt; No joke, this prove that Malaysian bands can rock the world too any harder than any tom, dick and harry from anywhere!! Before i log off, have fun twiddling around their &lt;a href="http://www.lovemebutch.com"&gt;website!!&lt;/a&gt; Yippie Ka Yay to LMB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a note, their song has been playing in my winamp for days.. Hopefully i can get over these addictive killer new sound of pop... peace out ya'll!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, this one is definitely one of my gods..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/simpleplan20.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make my bathroom singing sessions sounded like duck strocking sessions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/johor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is someone for my bassist to worship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/simpleplan25.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my drummer who'll be leaving for ICOM.. Enjoy this photo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/simpleplan19.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112620341428453336?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112620341428453336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112620341428453336&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112620341428453336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112620341428453336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/09/lets-reconcile.html' title='Lets Reconcile...'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112618636119473629</id><published>2005-09-08T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T06:32:41.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>business + pleasure... Cognitive?</title><content type='html'>Recently i had an out of the blue chat with a very important figure from the Audiowarfare comitee, &lt;em&gt;ok, it just happen that i got her email address from the official Audiowarfare webiste..[erhem!!]...&lt;/em&gt; so, i decided to add her to my *cough* buddy list to ask her concerning our medals which we are yet to receive at that time. A few days later she briefly replied my msg's and promised me that she'll deliver it in a few days time of which to my amazement she did personally. Feeling ashamed of my deeds which may have caused her all the troubles in the world, i decide to take the opportunity to thank her personally since i got her contacts already, but along the way something else happened and somehow i manage to squeeze her out from that thick shell to come out for a chat once in a blue moon. &lt;em&gt;It's just a casual chat with no other intentions intended "bear in mind that she's a super cute girl in Cyberjaya with too many secret admirers"&lt;/em&gt; Again back to the story: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   We chatted for a while, and i began analysing her words. No wonder she's super famous, &lt;em&gt;"intelligent, witty, not your average moody swings, hillarious, dig rock musics, sweet character and super dedicated"&lt;/em&gt; Sounds tempting? Well, don't be suprised if she takes around 2-3 days to reply to your messages for she's a super busy lady. However underneath that skin is a very humble heart who loves pronouncing quotes from Mark Twain to Apple's fravourite.. Alright, too much winding stories, the result from my last conversation with her was her opinion about us "Akaash" during Audiowarfare, this is what she commented:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: i liked your mix of sounds.&lt;br /&gt;she: it wuz interesting. &lt;br /&gt;She: you were the spotted winners, actually.&lt;br /&gt;She: i thot you might win, i mean, after the audition, before the finals la.&lt;br /&gt;Jackass: oic... well, we can say we are all still amatuers on stage still...&lt;br /&gt;She: ookie. lemme see&lt;br /&gt;She: what instrument were you playing arr?&lt;br /&gt;Jackass: electric guitar&lt;br /&gt;She: kie. &lt;br /&gt;Jackass: you got the video...??&lt;br /&gt;She: there's this comment. fromt eh judge. "bassist out" &lt;br /&gt;She: there's a recording. it's coming out soon. i need to duplicate it firs.t&lt;br /&gt;Jackass: haha, how they know my bassist out?&lt;br /&gt;She: you noticed too?&lt;br /&gt;Jackass: its my bassist after all&lt;br /&gt;Jackass: we are still amatuers like i've said&lt;br /&gt;She: overall you guys did great, obviously. since you got 1st runner up.&lt;br /&gt;She: you scored in vocal competency and use of innovative styles and techniques&lt;br /&gt;She: your first song wuz preferred over the second one. tho both are good la&lt;br /&gt;Jackass: oooOoOk, thats what we emphasize...&lt;br /&gt;Jackass: you mean the firsrt one which is the rocks harder version ar..&lt;br /&gt;She: i dunnola. it's the first song u played la&lt;br /&gt;She: then your presentation (manner, attire, attitude) is fine.. but interactivity wit audience like kurang&lt;br /&gt;Jackass: ya, its our second time on stage only...   first one we sounded liek a goat singing&lt;br /&gt;She: hehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope no one's offended with this review... It's just an opinion, Akaash members if you are reading this, please take more initiative to improve overall especially on the stage fright thingy... No need to be psyched up, love, peace and harmony ya'll... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next post, i'll leave you with something from Apple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The trouble-makers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules, and they have no respect for the status-quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify, or vilify them. But the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think Different&lt;br /&gt;Apple&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112618636119473629?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112618636119473629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112618636119473629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112618636119473629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112618636119473629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/09/business-pleasure-cognitive.html' title='business + pleasure... Cognitive?'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112618359027534016</id><published>2005-09-08T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T05:46:30.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i dreamt again about..</title><content type='html'>Mr Lu: I imagine that right now you're feeling a bit like Alice. Tumbling down the rabbit hole?&lt;br /&gt;Big J: You could say that.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lu: I can see it in your eyes. You have the look of a man who accepts what he sees because he's expecting to wake up. Ironically, this is not far from the truth. Do you believe in fate, Big J?&lt;br /&gt;Big J: No.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lu: Why not?&lt;br /&gt;Big J: 'Cause I don't like the idea that I'm not in control of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lu: I know exactly what you mean. Let me tell you why you're here. You're here because you know something. What you know, you can't explain. But you feel it. You felt it your entire life. That there's something wrong with the world. You don't know what it is, but it's there. Like a splinter in your mind -- driving you mad. It is this feeling that has brought you to me. Do you know what I'm talking about?&lt;br /&gt;Big J: Not a single fucking idea...&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lu: Do you want to know what it is?&lt;br /&gt;(I nod my head.)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lu: The fact is everywhere, it is all around us. Even now, in this very room. You can see it when you look out your window, or when you turn on your television. You can feel it when you go to work, or when go to church or when you pay your taxes. It is the world that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Big J: What truth?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lu: That you are a slave, Big J. Like everyone else, you were born into bondage, born inside a prison that you cannot smell, taste, or touch. A prison for your mind. (long pause, sighs) Unfortunately, no one can be told what the fact is. You have to see it for yourself. This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;(In his left hand, Mr Lu shows a blue pill.)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lu: You take the blue pill and the story ends. You wake in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. (a red pill is shown in his other hand) You take the red pill and you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes. (Long pause; Big J begins to reach for the red pill) Remember -- all I am offering is the truth, nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;(Big J takes the red pill and swallows it with a glass of water)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakes up to his wet stupid fucking head on the laptop, must be drooling in my sleep again.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112618359027534016?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112618359027534016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112618359027534016&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112618359027534016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112618359027534016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-dreamt-again-about.html' title='i dreamt again about..'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112616552984871050</id><published>2005-09-08T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T00:45:29.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams...</title><content type='html'>Dreams can misleading sometimes, they may represent anything from your inner most desired fantasy to nothing more than just a dream. Ever since i discovered the wonders of D tunning, i have been making a few lovely tunes for my new song. Upcoming akaash project will be in D tunning i guess, following the sounds of Sister Hazel and Goo goo Dolls, which lead me to my dream yesterday. It was a dark time for me as i dreamt of myself having the vocals and peforming as a solo artist at cafe's pubs and stage. Taking me from one place to another i felt surrielity as i played in crowds of thousands.. Damn, somethings not right:&lt;br /&gt;1) My vocal is like shit&lt;br /&gt;2) I seldom would play solo&lt;br /&gt;3) I look better hidden among the band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that's the case, how come i manage to have this live long desire to have vocals such as &lt;a href="http://216.239.39.104/translate_c?hl=en&amp;u=http://www.audioleaf.com/starboard/&amp;prev=/search%3Fq%3Dlove%2Bme%2Bbutch%2Baudioleaf%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D"&gt;Starboard&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://216.239.39.104/translate_c?hl=en&amp;u=http://www.audioleaf.com/fujidana/&amp;prev=/search%3Fq%3Dlove%2Bme%2Bbutch%2Baudioleaf%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D"&gt;Fujidana&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://216.239.39.104/translate_c?hl=en&amp;u=http://www.audioleaf.com/coasters/&amp;prev=/search%3Fq%3Dlove%2Bme%2Bbutch%2Baudioleaf%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D"&gt;The Coasters&lt;/a&gt;... I should have take a good look back and think about it first before dreaming but oh well... dreams are just harmless adventurees right? &lt;em&gt;Keep dreaming jerry, just keep on dreaming....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112616552984871050?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112616552984871050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112616552984871050&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112616552984871050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112616552984871050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/09/dreams.html' title='dreams...'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112564557078093268</id><published>2005-09-01T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T11:32:11.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Messy Mess... Thinking again, hm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/DSC00028.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember what happened on August 6 1945 US dropped the nuke upon Hiroshima and Nagasaki? Yups, right the japanese were fried and totally outclassed, rendered hopeless they seek revenge by surrendering first and then made a total comeback in the automotive and industrial market, conquering the world silently once again... Akaash is now too facing the same dilemma, being bombed twice by our expatriate, damn we could have disband our project by now. The first bomb was dropped right after our 2nd placing at Audiowarfare, the 2nd bomb on our project, assignment &amp; exam week. This is what happenned : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st bomb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Being labeled as one of the "BOMB" Babes Of MMU Bands, our singer has achieved by far what most vocalist could only dream of. Having a recording contract and classical singing talent, our BOMB managed to secure one of the five indipendent awards on Audiowarfare "Best Vocalist Award", our balls were all large knowing the fact that we have the BOMB with us while the rest of the bands managed to secure only troops of batangs in their pathetical sausages line up... *larger than kennysia's coconut* Nevertheless, things began to go wrong when the BOMB decided to drop the real bomb upon us and broke off with the other guitarist *not me la damnit!!*, &lt;em&gt;"shit this is not gonna be easy"&lt;/em&gt; was the only thing i could say to our drummer Vinder. I wonder who'll have to be kicked out and who's gonna do it, well two dogs cant share a bone right? I mean that professionally they should be able to still play in the band casually as if nothing happened before, but let me ask you one question, and be honest about it.. IF YOU ARE IN THAT SIRUATION, WILL YOU ABLE TO KEEP THAT LEVEL OF PROFESSIONALISM WITHIN THE BAND? After carefull consideration and counting the posibilities and statistic, i present this statement to myself, i think the BOMB will have to go, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Final year medical student, one year internship at Sabah coming soon.. Sabah man!!&lt;br /&gt;2)Honestly, i feel a barrier within while playing with a female vocalist, no comments please...&lt;br /&gt;3)If the guitarist were to go, it'll be hard for us to deal with her as usually any contacts, request or practises with her are dealt over through the bf first..&lt;br /&gt;4)I felt like a josie and the pussycats supporter suddenly.. &lt;em&gt;"i just made that up la"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every opinion has their buts, no exception on this one too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Our band's icon is an imprinted image in the minds of supporters, imagine what if brandon boyd were to sing for evanescene suddenly at the next concert in place of the female vocalist, you'll buy their show?&lt;br /&gt;2)Finding a substitute for our vocalist will be a headache, auditioning will take time and to learn new song, adjusting and explore the capabilities of a new vocalist takes up too much time..&lt;br /&gt;3)If it's chosen another BOMB then we'll risk having affairs within the band once again and ended up back at square in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;4)It's sad to leave her, for once you get to know someone you dont just look at the capabilities but rather at the inner qualities and friendship bond that you had with that person.. *sobZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Life changing memories are definitely sad and hard to accepted, nevertheless someone has to break the silence and tell her the truth, i was hopping that i wouldn't be apoointed for this task as most of you already know i have a very extremely weak knee in front of ladies.. I was hopping that my drummer vinder would do this, however something unexpected happened along the way which makes began to feel as if somehow the arrows are beginning to point at my direction lately.. Well, lets just leave it in the hands of fate for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd Bomb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    After all that mess accured from the first bomb, even when the dust hasn't cleared up yet, we are bombed by fate once again. This time it's a bullseye on our freakish kondei clad warrior, armed with nothing but just two oversized chopsticks he has nothing left within after the mess.. Damn, he's announcing that he'll be going to ICOM aka &lt;em&gt;"Irritating Company Of Motherfuckers"&lt;/em&gt; to further his studies in Music, and the best part is that he's leaving MMU for good in JUST a few days time only. My bad, he did told us all that he would be doing so for quite some time already, however due to my failure to recognise the seriousness of his ambitions led me to feel as if everything that had happened, happened too fast. In my mind i was like "Damn, he's gonna be gone from MMU for quite some time", with that i am not sure now weather our band will remain together for long let alone making it big. I mean, practises would have to be compromised, rushed and our budgets tight on our ass, also there would surely be a lot more complications ahead which i may not forsee like transportation, timing and understanding.. All i can say is that, we're fucked for now, ya for life in our ass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/DSC00024.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    How are we gonna be satisfied with where we are if we are neither progressing nor moving forward from where we arrived upon earlier, as usual on Malaysian style, our demo recording date was delayed again and will have to wait until the first BOMB issue cleared up, also we might have to have a serious table talk concerning the other issues arrising from our latest encounter "TOP SECRET", &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt; it was at these times i wish that i could just turn back time and rebuild the past once again.. until then, exams for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who is it that i've been listening to nowdays? &lt;a href="http://www.lovemebutch.com"&gt;love me butch!! yes!&lt;/a&gt;, their free preiview of their song from the main site has been ringing in my computer for a week i think.. Damn, also you can download their hit single from thew album "THis Is The New Pop" Reconcile's video from the main site too. so i'll leave you to enjoy the new pop experience, do support their site and do remember to vote for them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer&lt;br /&gt;ICOM - International College OF Music or call it whatever you like la&lt;br /&gt;Kondei - Go ask a bhaai on that one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senti is life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/thelight.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112564557078093268?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112564557078093268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112564557078093268&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112564557078093268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112564557078093268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/09/messy-mess-thinking-again-hm.html' title='Messy Mess... Thinking again, hm...'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112554883444325238</id><published>2005-08-31T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T21:27:14.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A tribute to our own self....</title><content type='html'>Message: Once upon a time there was a rich King &lt;br /&gt;who had&lt;br /&gt;four wives.&lt;br /&gt;He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her&lt;br /&gt;with rich robes&lt;br /&gt;and treated her to the finest of delicacies. He gave&lt;br /&gt;her nothing but&lt;br /&gt;the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also loved the 3rd wife very much and was&lt;br /&gt;always showing her off&lt;br /&gt;to neighboring kingdoms. However, he feared that&lt;br /&gt;one day she would leave&lt;br /&gt;him for another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also loved his 2nd wife. She was his confidant&lt;br /&gt;and was always kind,&lt;br /&gt;considerate and patient with him. Whenever the&lt;br /&gt;King faced a problem,&lt;br /&gt;he could confide in her, and she would help him&lt;br /&gt;get through the difficult&lt;br /&gt;times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King's 1st wife was a very loyal partner and&lt;br /&gt;had made great contributions&lt;br /&gt;in maintaining his wealth and kingdom. However,&lt;br /&gt;he did not love the&lt;br /&gt;first wife. Although she loved him deeply, he hardly&lt;br /&gt;took notice of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the King fell ill and he knew his time was&lt;br /&gt;short. He thought of his&lt;br /&gt;luxurious life and wondered, "I ! now have four&lt;br /&gt;wives with me, but when I die,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be all alone."Thus, he asked the 4th wife, "I&lt;br /&gt;have loved you the most,&lt;br /&gt;endowed you with the finest clothing and showered&lt;br /&gt;great care over you.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me&lt;br /&gt;company?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No way!", replied the 4th wife, and she walked&lt;br /&gt;away without another word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her answer cut like a sharp knife right into his&lt;br /&gt;heart. The sad King then asked the 3rd wife,&lt;br /&gt;"I have loved you all my life. Now that I'm dying,&lt;br /&gt;will you follow me and keep me company?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No!", replied the 3rd wife. "Life is too good! When&lt;br /&gt;you die, I'm going to remarry!"&lt;br /&gt;His heart sank and turned cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then asked the 2nd wife, "I have always turned&lt;br /&gt;to you for help and you've always been&lt;br /&gt;there for me. When I die, will you follow me and&lt;br /&gt;keep me company?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!", replied&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd wife. "At the very most, I can&lt;br /&gt;only send you to your grave." Her answer came&lt;br /&gt;like a bolt of lightning, and the King was&lt;br /&gt;devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a voice called out: "I'll leave with you and&lt;br /&gt;follow you no matter where you go."&lt;br /&gt;The King looked up, and there was his first wife.&lt;br /&gt;She was so skinny as she suffered&lt;br /&gt;from malnutrition and neglect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatly grieved, the King said, "I should have taken&lt;br /&gt;much better care of you when I had the&lt;br /&gt;chance!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In truth, we all have 4 wives in our lives: Our 4th&lt;br /&gt;wife is our body. No matter how much time and&lt;br /&gt;effort we lavish in making it look good, it will leave&lt;br /&gt;us when we die.&lt;br /&gt;Our 3rd wife is our possessions, status and&lt;br /&gt;wealth. When we die, it will all go to others.&lt;br /&gt;Our 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter&lt;br /&gt;how much they have been there for us,&lt;br /&gt;the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our 1st wife is our Soul. Often neglected in&lt;br /&gt;pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures of the&lt;br /&gt;world. However, our Soul is the only thing that will&lt;br /&gt;follow us wherever we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is&lt;br /&gt;the only part of us that will follow us to the&lt;br /&gt;throne of God and continue with us throughout&lt;br /&gt;Eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the world pushes you to your knees .....&lt;br /&gt;You're in the perfect position to pray.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will come into your life to release you of your pain and suffering..."&lt;br /&gt; ~Analgestic~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112554883444325238?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112554883444325238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112554883444325238&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112554883444325238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112554883444325238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/08/tribute-to-our-own-self.html' title='A tribute to our own self....'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112554664003278090</id><published>2005-08-31T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T20:50:40.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reliving the whatever attitude...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, people live their life full of miseries, hopelessness and regrets. Either it falls into the category of doing the shitty job you hate or following "Rich Dad Poor Dad's" interpretation of -Mouse race- IN reality we live in a very much complicated world, no matter how hard you try, there will always be someone else better than  you, the moment of being the best will never last forever, obstacles will be in your way to make sure you never sit your ass down and enjoy the sweet moments.. In my case, the general rule of thumb for this scenario would be strive hard in the thing you love to do and things will come your way.. Sadly, i somehow find that statement to be a complete bullshit lately, it doesnt even apply to people who has multiple interest like me. Almost everything you see with me are my area of interest, for example :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My childhood dreams of becoming a superb 500cc bike racer ended at Phagat Vinder's house when it died down and was left to rot there for two months which is still ok compared to being dead previously in my house for six months, hopes to revive this monster would have been long gone by now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/greenmachine.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams of becoming a genious computer programmer ended when i had streamyX and a very very powerfull laptop within the vicinity of my room, i succumbed to the needs of quriosity within my teenage years to learn more of the karma sutra practise "which sadly i still cant master"... &lt;em&gt;Also, almost failed my C++, java, prolog, visual basic&lt;/em&gt; Damn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/j2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams of having a happy soapy ending when i was dumped and jacked by the XX chromosome beings for so many times, the last straw for me was when my ex gf dumped me about one and a half year ago... I'm gald it happened, tought me how to live a suicidal live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/7277448857295l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams of becoming a hardcore guitarist ended when my band in Kuching broke up 3 and a half years ago, i stopped playing guitar since then until recently 4/5 months ago when approached by Akaash. My skills  by now are totally gone case and uncomparable to my peers whom once played alongside me during our teengae years...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/sad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams of becoming a basic pocket pc programmer ended when i decided to play too much game with this machine and thus turning it into a full fledged boring time gaming machine + recording of my musical ideas + misc duties(timetable, appoinments, assignments, mp3, file transfer from nk6820)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/Image0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams of becoming........... ARRGGhhH FUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my dreams are fading away from me slowly, how i wish i could turn back time and changed it all. For now, my general of thumb would be "WHATEVER, come what may", hopefully that would answer to the pain aching behind the walls of smiles that i put up in front of everybody. Somehow i'm still thinking about how my life would turn out to become in the future, maybe someday i will have the answer to it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/seduced2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO JUST TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK CAN I EXCEL IN YOU FUCKING OLD PRICK...???!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't turn away, don't try to hide, don't close your eyes, don't turn out the lights.... "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~whisper - Evanescene~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112554664003278090?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112554664003278090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112554664003278090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112554664003278090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112554664003278090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/08/reliving-whatever-attitude.html' title='Reliving the whatever attitude...'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112529047038862200</id><published>2005-08-28T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T21:41:10.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Akash..</title><content type='html'>Damn, i can still remember how it all started.. Approached by pathma at Chelvis Food Shop, he asked me if know how to play guitar. His band is looking for a guitarist it seems to compete in some dingy crappy competition, well since i had nothing better to do at that time so i agreed to play for them. Pradeep was there too at that time, he too was approached by Pathma to play for his band. While scratching our ass in wonder, we concluded to meet later that night in the drummer aka Phagat VInder's house. Without knowing anything about the band at all, we just head off to vinder's house late as usual.. There we shook hands with a full fledged bhaai the first time, he showed us a riff, his half fake kondei and we progressed from there, creating the whole "Undecided" song in a night. Later, we figured out that we need a bassist and a singer so Vinder brought Song while Pradeep brought Reynu aka Belinda, it's only the later part that Justin came into the whole picture, it was then the picture was completed. We started serious jamming, song writting, making love to our instruments and much more in Vivace Studio.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you noticed, our band consist of individuals from different circle of friends and life, we are all so different in character that if we were not to meet for the band practises we would barely meet each other at all for weeks on a stretch.. Sometimes i feel very lucky to be able to meet these group of amazing people at the very final years of my life in MMU, the amount of energy we had playing together was amazing, i really admire their strength, talent and songwritting skills. For those of you who doesnt know, Akaash's main talent is in it's songwritting department, at least that's what i feel.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the murky water began to appear before a darkened sky, audition for a new singer will start soon in Vivace Studio, i will have headaches watching while people keep smoking like hell in the studio to look legit and adult... Hopefully, we will get through it all intact and remain as unique as a star in the sky.. No matter what the outcome is, one thing for sure is that Akaash will be in my memory forever.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/myband.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akaash Lineup&lt;br /&gt;Guitarist         : Jerry, Pradeep&lt;br /&gt;Bassist           : Song&lt;br /&gt;Drummer           : Phagat Vinder&lt;br /&gt;Keyboardist       : Justin &lt;br /&gt;Percussionist     : Pathma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In loving memories - akaash vocalist + Manipal Medical College Malacca Supporters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112529047038862200?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112529047038862200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112529047038862200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112529047038862200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112529047038862200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/08/akash.html' title='Akash..'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112525588545547130</id><published>2005-08-28T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T20:46:48.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More photos from the past..</title><content type='html'>more from the photo versions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to expose the BBI ghost scam, damn caught it in a flash... Curtesy of kelvin prakash's help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/vigdaghost.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/vigdabbighost.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say, you can tell a character through his shoe, guess there's a lot of difference between me and my brother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn i almost got killed taking this shot, lean out quite far till my brother pulled me in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/lrtputra.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadafi, members of p8 + props all posing before going kl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/p8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lean green screaming machin, can you just feel the amount testerone oOOZing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/greenmachine.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing JImi-H, my new roommate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/jimisface.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The condition of my ear is... Kesian, my dad almost faint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/whitestuds.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice how tall the lighter is??? Hehe, special order from KL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/talllighter.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparkle Studio!! Damn i hate giving my money to that guy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/sparklesstudid.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep well my babe, I might need your help again one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckhole posing with my babe like it was his, damn i could sue you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/poserwithsanta.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what i found in my library??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/pornflickscover.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in australia le, who say i've never been overseas?? *hiding*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And India too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT4.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112525588545547130?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112525588545547130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112525588545547130&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112525588545547130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112525588545547130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/08/more-photos-from-past.html' title='More photos from the past..'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112523815587413430</id><published>2005-08-28T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T16:55:51.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently...</title><content type='html'>Singer and guitarist broke off... Damn, life sucks period, cant play for merdeka night revolution!! -Porn- Ciggarettes and alcohol could never replace the feeling of being on stage in MMU some more.. Shitfuckdamncibaipukimaklanciaukonekbutohsaneyiutiuloumousohai... I was looking forward to spend my lifeless time in studio, how are we gonna move forward if we only could stall our time where we are??? Sounds stupid, damn right.. I am gonna leave you all with photo's from the past, no mood to blog liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what it's all about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/15364195319177l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soundcheck time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/Soundcheck.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POsers all with gifts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/Posinwifgiftz.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamikaze style entering studio..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/Jerryda.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary eh? shut da fuck up la jason... i know ur gonna comment on this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/ghostofme.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah beng photo's of me, ehehheh... Taken at brother's hotel after Audiowarfare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/A043.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the flower used at Audiowarfare... "rest in peace"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and somethng tak berkenaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl in orange really looked a lot like my ex-gf.. damn, i'm having a little Dejavu again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112523815587413430?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112523815587413430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112523815587413430&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112523815587413430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112523815587413430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/08/recently.html' title='Recently...'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15341880.post-112386391592570659</id><published>2005-08-12T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T09:25:15.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new beginning..</title><content type='html'>Due to uncanny provocations induced by the previous blog, i choose to relocate the entire site.. What's posted here from now on will only be updates on my band's progress and other musical related topics.. Thanks for visiting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15341880-112386391592570659?l=analgestic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/feeds/112386391592570659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15341880&amp;postID=112386391592570659&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112386391592570659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15341880/posts/default/112386391592570659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://analgestic.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-beginning.html' title='a new beginning..'/><author><name>joseph han</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04148367399676444063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y191/analg3stic/-pHT005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
