Incomplete





































playing on my iPod:
What Matters - Edwin McCain





Even thought I haven't been on the road for that long but it has definitely knock some valuable sense into me - That is in this life or past life or future life, you can never be complete; no one ever will. Some may argue if you are content with what you got, you will be complete. But that isn't the case, notice when you are comfortable with your life and content with your current situation. Something will just slip and slide right through your fingers and leaving you deprive again and so you try to adjust and be content with your current state again and yet another thing slips as you struggle to lift your head high to grasp for air and you try to compromise, it keeps slamming you down. In other words, it is a vicious cycle; we are all chasing completeness and as we do, we are slowly learning the cruel fact that we are never ever going to attain this elusive state of being complete. I won't argue with you if you say money can buy your comfort but the price you pay to attain is far more than the pleasure it gives. The young ones now strife hard to get a better career, so that they can earn money and a better credit rating to buy junks they don't really need, in return only to find themselves selling their soul to their employers and chained like a dog to their financial institute, just because we want to live in a bigger house or drive a nicer car but most of the time to show off. Credit cards are like fucking fish hooks that hooks on our testicles as we keep on swiping it to get things that advertisement evangelist says in order to look good, you will need it, so that you will look like the models off the cover of your Vogue or GQ magazine but the hard fact is no matter how deluded you are, one day you will wake up, look into the mirror and realized that no matter how hard you try, you will never going to be someone else. So what about love? When you are deeply in love with someone, the whole world seems like a perfect place, but what happens when you lose it? There is a thin fine line between a person who is in love and a junkie high on drugs. When it is gone, reality kicks in and everything turns hell. I am not here to ruin your day but I am just uploading some of my thoughts here, you might disagree with me, that maybe because you have found what you have been looking for and I congratulate you but it could also mean you are intoxicated with love or high on drugs that would only last that short while. But for me now, it ain't about the money, it ain't about being complete, it ain't about love; I still have a long way to go but I plan to find it before my sun sets on me. If you are like me, don't choke on life but head out and find out what you have been missing.

Time to drive...

Happy Halloween









playing on my iPod:
Sick City - Charles Manson





Nothing much but the gloomy sky and the rain to accompany me today; finally got a date to announce for the upcoming released of our CD - "Lie to Me" it will be mid January next year. I would like to thank you for the support in purchasing our first EP even though a lot of you weren't able to do so because of the limited copies that is being sold due to our financial limitation. But we will definitely try to make our next release more available. It will be a Long Play which runs approximately 57 minutes.

I know that a lot of us are let down by the entire indie label thingy which because of the lack of fund and equipment ultimately compromise the quality of their record. Talking this into consideration, we have invested more fund and time into making it a far better quality production than spending more on our promotion and distribution.


Due to unforeseen circumstances, xniquet.live WILL NOT be performing our acoustic set tomorrow night in Cherating as stated earlier. Since it is the eve of Halloween - Devil'sNight, I would like to wish y'all a happy and blessed Halloween.

Paranoia









playing on my iPod:
Photograph - 12 Stones





5 years has passed since it first happened, I was on the verge of my first nervous breakdown when I started to get this peculiar feeling. As time moved by, it never really went away but I guess it lay dormant in me and eats me up in a bit every little while. But now it has returned big time, so serious that I cannot just ignore it or try to cope with it. Every time I hear a text message or a phone call, my heart skips a beat. It was like I am almost certain that it is just tidings of grieve news or something bad has happened. Every time I finished pumping gas and after driving off, I had to stopped to checked if I have closed my gas tank properly; every time I lay down on my hotel room as I try to rest I had to get up to check if I have lock the door; at the mall, when I walking to the place I want to go after I park my car, I have to turn back to see if I have locked my car. When I am home, I wake up in the middle of my sleep to check if there is any stove that I forgot to off in the kitchen. When there is a loud bang, I had to check if everyone in the house is alright. My mind is constantly plague with the thought of something bad is going to happened; even the ringing on my door bell would spark anxiety. These are strange days for me that I cannot explained, this constant feeling of paranoia is eroding me up and I know I am verge of a breakdown. I have been wandering aimlessly around upper Johor state and now I find myself in Segamat, the land of barbecue pig intestine, well that is what I always recall from there. With my current depleting appetite for food, I am certainly not in the mood for any now.

Wear Off









playing on my iPod:
42 - Coldplay





From one town to another, I finally ended up in Tanah Rata, Cameron Highlands. This sky is a resemblance of what I am feeling now; I haven't seen the sun for days, been locked up in my room going in circles, tossing and turning, trying to put back the shards of my life. But somehow, I end up in isolating myself in a rented room, surviving only on the water that runs on the tap. Sometimes the thought of ending this pain flashes through my mind, wouldn't it be so easy? A quick release from this mental torture but the sane part of me took hold of me again; it is just one more of those really bad days that you get when you are in the state of depression. Being here, I begin to wonder what the hell I am doing. Just because I am away doesn't mean I am running away, doesn't mean I don't wanna face her. Just because I hurting, doesn't mean I didn't get what I deserve. You might think that since I do not speak a word, doesn't mean I take the people I care for granted, doesn't mean I don't think of them. I am just drowning in my overwhelming emotion and waiting for this pain to wear off.

I am on the road again, I need to go further this time...

Back to Basic









playing on my iPod:
Wrong Man - Paul Gilbert



Soft lighting, goose feather pillow, soft satin sheets inside an air condition room and fully equipped with a 7.1 surround sound home entertainment system with the soft scent of freshly peeled orange is what I don't have here. To say that this room is modest is an overstatement. What I do have here is a 3cm thick mattress (no pillows), a 3 legged side table and a table fan that makes a whole load of sound, so is this what it means to be really living? Screw all the stuff and gadget that I own which ended up owning me instead, today is the day where to rediscover the meaning of being basic. I wanna know that I am not the things that I own and I do not need them. I am sick of the rain and I need to go somewhere where there is sun than going in circles in all this rain and mud, I should have gone up north instead of south.

I have been practice this speech for days but I feel like a freaking idiot when I call her up because I ended up with nothing to say instead. Damn my brain, I wish I could find words to make her feel better and make her see that this is for the best. What the fuck is the matter with me? I don't usually choke on my words. I am running low on medication now; I really could use something "Spiritually" strong to get me through tonight.

Must Get Out









playing on my iPod:
Where'd You Go - Fort Minor



Trees, cars, trucks, road signs, red lights, green lights flashes me by; nameless town, faceless people, gas stations, 7-11; having instant cup noodles while watching the evening news from TV sets hung high off ceiling are just about the things that just seem to revolve around my life these days; When I am dead tried, I crash wherever I am, I really don't mind bunking in the car because most of the time it is much more comfortable than the hotel that some of these small town offer. The only thing about sleeping in your car is that the mosquitoes always seem to linger around your ears. Just a little bit before midnight, I crossed over the border from Pahang state and I am in Johor State; the time is 0245 and I find myself wondering a nameless street of an unknown town with a cold Lychee Flavored Jolly Shandy in my hand. I didn't know that they have this flavor and I am such a sucker for drinks I never tried before; trust me it is better that you don't know about this drink because it is pure liquid crap at its best. But that isn't what is bothering me; maybe it is the feeling of loneliness and aimlessness that is starting to kick in. I thought about all the ones whom I have been in love with but none of their love has ever been attainable to me; yet the one who loves me I just can't bear giving her just a partial of my affection, it is unfair to her and that is why I left. The irony is why I am driving aimlessly around when what I set out to do was to find something. I guess it is still too soon to tell. I travel light; no laptop, no software, no Photoshop, no nothing to help me blog, so this is just my raw emotion letting loose. Why did I have to do all this? Because I must get out...






Choonie, I am deeply honored to share a piece of my life with you through this blog. I try to slip in an update just to let my friends know where I am and that I am still alive. I'll let you know when I am back, take care!

JP,thanks man. I guess when you lose something; you just have to take matters in your hand, go out there and search for it than sit and wait for it to fall from the sky. Don't miss NIN okie?

Cenni, you matter to me too and I am going to miss our little chats. This isn't goodbye but just temporary. Take care and I hope the songs that I gave you will last you till I am come back.

The Crapping Throne









playing on my iPod:
Electrical Storm -U2



Since I am still in this micro town they call Sungai Jerit" translated as "Screaming River". What the heck, why don't I come into this shit hole (cyber cafe) again and blog something. I know old habits or should I say addiction dies hard but God knows I am trying to break free from its chain. Alongside with substance, alcohol, porn and necrophilia, I think blogging is one of the dangerous addictions. Anyway, found a place to lay my head for the night ? "Rumah Tumpangan Yahya" is a place just above the shit hole, that explains why I am still here for a mere RM20.00 buckaroo, you can't expect much for that price but the only thing I did not anticipated is how fucking gross the crapping throne is. The fuckers who previously used this throne have got to get some serious aiming lesson, there is shit everywhere. It just makes you appreciate things that you leave behind at home, doesn't it? But this is the price you gotta pay when you are on the road. I wanted to call her but something just held me back. Well, next stop - down south?

Where are You Going? Looking for Answers under the Stars









playing on my iPod:
Where are You Going? - Dave Matthews Band



This is my inaugural update from a cybercafe in hell. Let me paint you a picture of this shit house, it is fill with CRT monitor, the keyboards has been used as an ashtray and the mouse seems to be covered with some slimey substance which I hope it is not cum. Yes I am somewhere in the middle of Pahang and far from the comfort of my room and house to bring you tidings about the wedding, IT IS OFF and I just don't want to go in the details for now. Where am I going next I don't know but this is the perk of a person who hasn't got a job and has nothing to lose...Until my next destination, Ta.


P.S. there's no MSN here, so I am sorry for not being able to come in and say farewell. We will catch up some other time...take care y'all.