Ultra - Say You Do

I see ya, I want ya,

Hey, I'm cruising,
I'm just moving through,
Doing the things I do,
And it's kinda soothing
To be here viewing you,
Coz girl you look so good,
And I'm just approving of
How you're doing things,
You do them like you do,
Combat, it's a combat,
And I bet that you never knew that

I'm blown away, so far away,
You will always take me higher,
Higher
Do you hear what I've got to say?
And it's at times like this I know
I love you now

Chorus :-
Everytime I see ya, I want ya, I need ya,
I know you need me too,
Say ya, say ya, say ya, say ya do
Do you want somebody to please ya?
To squeeze ya?
To take your hand and to love and not leave ya?
Say ya, say ya, say ya, say ya do
Yes you do

This world we're using
And that we're moving through,
We're doing it two by two,
I am only human
And I'm pursuing you,
Coz you're making me
Feel so good

Are you disapproving of
How I'm moving?
I'm just getting through to you,
Combat, it's a combat,
And I bet that you never knew that

We Need Sincere Workers

Back to office today. But still within the holidaying mood. Imagine, nine days of not working will do to you.

And like always, the bus in Putrajaya is ever problematic.

It takes about 7 buses to finally pick me up to where I wanna go. And the first bus, which obviously didn't, arrives way late.

A usual Monday blues thing.

And I'm quite upset at all this.

Where is the love of the job? Be a bus driver all you want, and be prompt at that.

Besides, you are paid in full, not three quarter, not 2/5.

Imagine a world when what you do or did not do that makes you get what you deserved.

A Great Tune To Cover

I dreamt of a song idea last night.

I want to cover Sesame Street so badly.

Only thing is, it needs the rock edge.

And Mr. Producer has yet to respond to my SMS message. Methinks he's too tired after the sahur.

Happy fasting everybody!

Play Time

Just arrived at Seremban, from Cameron Highlands.

The drive was leisurely, apart from the occasional 200kph sprints courtesy of my impatient wife.

Yeah, I sure do miss him too!

When we saw him, he still has that sleepy look on his face as he peeks out the front door.

And he still seem sleepy, until he saw the airplane and Lightning McQueen toy we bought for him.

Boy he cannot leave them alone.

Playtime just started...

Pro Con

If the reverse of 'pro' is really 'con', then let's see whether these words really tally with its 'antiword'.

Progress - Congress
Protract - Contract
Protest - Contest
Profound - Confound
Prostitute - Constitute
Profess - Confess
Profuse - Confuse
Prosumer - Consumer
Product - Conduct

Pondering about it...

By the way, we went south today. First, entered Habu town, and steered into the road leading up to the Boh Plantation. And then, down to the lotus-laden lake nearby to shop.

And then, strolled around Tanah Rata, to shop.

Retail therapy, like they say.

Something's Amiss

These few days in Cameron without Muzaffar saw us seemingly having something amiss.

So since we missed him too much, we often blurt our his favorite lines and antics.

And this is four versions of how he would request for milk.

Mama nak shushu
Normal line, often heard anytime he wants it, and he seems or looks normal and a-ok.

Mama nak fufu
Naughty way of asking for milk.

Mama nak cucu
Usually when he wants it immediately, and usually asked sternly.

Mama nak yu
This one seldom appears, and he is usually melancholic when it happens.

So there..

Today's activity involved us going further north. We drove past Gunung Brinchang, which seems surprisingly clearer than last night. So unfortunate!

Stopped at the new Cameron Valley tea shop, and took a sip.

And then, went looking for the Blue Valley tea plantation, which we didn't find. And drove further until we saw a seemingly new road leading to Gua Musang.

Had a feel on that road, and there's no U-turn until about 10km later. Phew!

It's a really agonizing drive back up, with only second and third gear being useful.

Should Have Checked The Weather

Went up to Gunung Brinchang today.

And finally I worked up the courage to climb up the watchtower.

Only thing is, it's too foggy.

I should have checked the weather first.

And then, some shopping, or window shopping, of vegetables and some roses nearby Brinchang shops near Equatorial Hotel.

Cameron Highland Again?

Cameron Highlands here we are!

The cool weather immediately engulfs into the car once we opened our car windows as we near the Federal Rest House.

Today, only one thing matters after we arrived at 2pm, that is, we should get some sleep time.

Later tonight, might get some soup first.

Weighty Issues

I just got my weight checked at a 20sen machine.

I exceeded 70! Finally (negative tone).

To be exact, it's 72.

The last time I checked, the figure was around 68.

I hope by the end of the fasting month, I touched 63 or something.

And indeed, I look bloated too.

More Cleaning Up

Now that the PC at home is finally done, and me having more time to fiddle with it, it needs more cleansing up.

I did the cleansing halfway about two weeks ago I think. Too many entertainment files from the second hand HDD.

Most of them are Japanese and Indon artists, which my sister and brother digs.

Since I have nothing in common with them, I might as well delete them firsthand.

And then, those few more lame Western artists.

And then, continue rocking with MY SONGS!

But then again, I might leave some songs from a few certain Indon artists, which I think my wifelikes.

Intensive Care Unit

Since STELLAR develops the ever increasing tendency to weave ever so often, I recruited the venerable Pak Syed Ariffin once again, for the TLC package only currently seen done to the new BMW Minis.

With a significant budget, I will be hoping for a good looking him once again.

I shall list out some of the 20-plus tasks to be done to him. It includes, as far as I can remember....

• Bodykit reinforcements
• Meter cluster change
• Rear subframe troubleshooting
• Engine oil leak (it's always this one)
• Front rubber suspension replacement
• Air filter replacement
• Boot lock replacement

And God knows what else, I am so forgetful!

Almost A Song

I have finally listened to the almost done recording of our song Kali Pertama, courtesy of the producer and guitarist MRMR.

The drums a bit offbeat/offtempo at times, and my voice need LOTS of polishing.

Plus, it needs the rock guitar sound ever so badly.

And the bass is absent too, which I think he will sort out sooner or later.

It's almost finished, so I'll post the end product soon.

Today

Went to send my in law Ateh to the airport first thing in the morning. it was still dark when we arrived. and then at the airport, we did our Subuh prayers.

And then, without further rest, I was forced to play bowling by my ever dearest wife.

I got 96 marks on the first game, and 103 on the second. Not bad for a player just dusted off the shelf, who last played 3 years ago.

And then, the appetizing lunch. I loved the tangy black pepper beef the most, followed by the spicy prawn dish.

And guess what is best to follow a fortunely lunch? An afternoon nap!

Nyum nyum!

Tiny Shopper

This week, Muzaffar shops!

Muzaffar got himself 8 pairs of shirts, 3 pairs of pants, and a car seat!

Now his car seat can last for at least another 2 years. And judging by Muzaffar's on-the-petite size, I feel it can last for about 3 instead.

I think, the current child seat will be fitted in STELLAR. The new seat will be in the WIRA.

What Now?

Just when I thought of giving up Nescafe...

They now introduced this new product called Body Partner, complete with Dayang Nurfaizah as the ambassador for it.

And while I am not really attracted to Dayang, (or not at all), I think I am more seduced by this new coffee.

From the TV ad, I assume it will be much healthier. So I might try it out.

But I must make a mental note to only do coffee once a week.

Communicating...

I have too much idea for writing my blog.

But usually they ended up not being written, and got lost in space.

I must have a medium for writing. That is, to beat the rush of ideas. And I find that I can type better than writing on paper.

I am contemplating on getting a Nokia Communicator.

Which one? I am still thinking.

The 9210 looks like it had the ideal keyboard. But then it's too big.

The 9300 looks small enough, but alas, the keyboard is too.

Decisions, decisions...

Hope She Likes It

I want to put a set of alloy wheels to WIRA so badly.

But, instead of going to the bigger diameter direction like the majority, I would like to go the width direction instead. Yeah, the different me.

I am looking for a set of 6.5 x 13 or 7 x 13 wheels. Zero or a bit of positive offset will do.

At least the current Goodyear 175/70/R13 can still be used.

BSA has got some 6 x 13 wheels for about 600 or 700 for a set of 4. I asked them this question 4 years ago. So I guess 700 will be the optimistic current price.

Hopefully the car owner will like it.

Save Process Or Screen...

Been blogging offline ever since I'm at Kota Bharu.

This is my second week here.

My colleague feels too warm in the hotel room, and he always turns up the aircond. And it had this effect on me, that I got sinus every morning. Must restart taking my anti-histamine meds...

Meanwhile, the works is okay I think. The 2-years-0ld wiring needs full re-termination, and lots of panel assembly is required. And that's more or less what I do everyday.

I am looking forward to seeing this project getting done. And I want to witness the whole process of water treatment, in this very plant near Kampong Puteh.

Over And Out...

The Truth About Beauty

Here's some of those things that I learnt about beauty.

• Beauty is a bonus, and is only skin deep. What matters is the beauty inside.
• Gaudy and sexy attire fools the beholder into thinking positively about somebody.
  
• Bodies will grow and grow, and even easily at that.
• Skin blemish will add character. Some pimples really give the face some sweetness. Too clean a face is bland. (and I have got a bland face..)
  
• The dilating eyes are the most enchanting feature of the face, followed by a sincere smile.
• Clothes will not fit anymore sooner or later. But hands always fit in another's hands, and an arm always fits around another's waist.
  

By the way, my hair looks more and more like Richard Marx's.

So much for learning about the truth about beauty.

Am A Recording Artist, Sorta

Last Friday, we 2 out of 3 in the band went to studio to do some recording of our song.

My guitar player is to be the mixing engineer. So he had all these instrument jacked up to his PC one at a time, except the drums, which are recorded as ambient, with the vocal mic jacked up instead.

The setting up of the rigs consumed about a precious 25 minutes.

Using the clean guitar version he had done several months ago as a guide, I did the drumming and did several versions of the vocals, my way. He did several versions of his vocals too.

The drumming went quite well, apart from very few near misses (read: timing). It took quite a toll on my back too, from trying too hard to keep tempo.

The singing was okay I guess, but it ended up not getting recorded. We found out that the mic was not jacked into the PC properly. So there goes our 20 minutes.

In the car, we ended up recording the vocals into my MP3 recorder/player. Both of us sang our own versions. After several takes, I want to sing some more, but ended up laughing instead, since I persistently tried to clear my throat (it tickles my funny bone, and I don't quite know why).

The bass and lead guitar will be recorded in his home.

I hope we will re-record again. I don't feel the end product is good enough, yet.

One of these days, I must re-record my vocals, and do at least FIVE versions. With various emotions and feelings.

Hmmm...


PS: Have to go to site at Kelantan today.