Gong Xi

Sorrry sorry… the server hosting this web was down for 2 days and I’m glad that it has been resolved yesterday.

In 2 1/2 hours time, do drop by at Jalan Kempas cos’ this whole neighbourhood area will go through a hazing period. Freaking neighbour next door just blew up tons of big fireworks during the eve’s dinner… and all we got is just a string of long beans. :)

And you guys can come over to my house at any time you want. Just give me a buzz before you come yea?

To everyone who’ve been knowing, reading, stalking or whatsoever you’re doing on this website, a Happy Chinese New Year to you all.

Rats, anyone? Ratatouille is not allowed but hamster can be considered though…

Our Music Scene

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Whenever I listen to those local bands on radio or browsing through their Myspace with their streaming music on, I really envy them for their involvement to live up the local music scene. Be it Tempered Mental, Pop Shuvit, Estranged, One Buck Short and so on, they have never fail to impress me.

I mean, the music scene here has progressed towards the next level that they deserved a shot for wider exposure. They really do. But when comes to a topic on whether they could earn a living like those western musicians do, that somewhat deterred people who have so much talent in music but unable to make use of their interest for life.

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I myself has been a drummer for a number of years and ever once had a serious thought of studying music at the prestigious Berklee College of Music, where every musician would dream of graduating there. It’s just a dream and my dad was strongly against it as he has the perception, like everyone, that being a musician will not give you a permanent income.

It all depends on luck, especially in this local music scene.

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Only those who have the financial capability to fund their studies overseas and be able to start living a life there as a musician are able to earn lots and gain tremendous exposure from their rich culture in the music scene. In Australia, you can even earn 20 dollars per hour for conducting a music lesson. And I’m not kidding.

I’ll just go straight to the point: We really need to do something to support our local music act. Our local musicians have so much talent that they didn’t gain the exposure they deserve. Who to blame for the lack of support?

1st: The recording companies with those big names you could think of. Who do they normally sign? Not those local musicians that work their ass so much that have already gain a name but still haven’t found a recording deal yet. The answer’s simple: as long as you got the look and it doesn’t matter if you produce your own music or not, you got the deal done.

Oh for fake sake… And when comes to marketing our local music act, it’s so pathetic that you will have a hard time searching for a specific local album.

2nd: Us. So stop downloading those local mp3s you normally find in someone’s Blogspot or Multiply. Just go to a local store and buy their album if you think you like it… well, if you can find it.

3rd: Us again. We just have to start promoting our local music scene on anywhere we could think of. Whether it could be through your blog or start telling your friends about the great local music you just listened to.

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Still, I think there are so much we could have done to support the local music scene.

kenjj.com Turns Two

This time, I’m 5 days late for this writing when I realized of this so-called-blog’s 2nd anniversary after stumbling upon this old post.

Seriously, there’s nothing to say by now although I really want to talk about the Six Degrees of Separation theory by Steve Jackson.

Nah, probably some other time.

Just feeling uninspired right now. Sigh

2008

Happy New Year everyone. I know I’m late for that greeting but who cares. Like those previous years, I’m not going to bother myself on making a list of resolutions for this new year. There are too many of them. So why bother yourself to make one? I don’t set goals. I’d rather see the consequences of not getting there and that really scare the heck out of me. That’s how I motivate myself.

It’s been a busy new year… well, not really. I resigned from the part-time job I took last month cos’ I didn’t learn anything at all. At least now I got better things to do with a month more to go before leaving to Perth. How much could I ask for than a transition towards a new life… and I’m so glad that I don’t have to wait that long anymore.

This will be a blessed new year and I’m praying that better things will come year by year. Not only for myself, but also to everyone living in this world.

The Kinabalu Trip: World’s Highest Ferrata

Merry Christmas everyone! And I better finish up with this Kinabalu Trip trilogy before this sort of festive mood that will keep me away from the computer. What else to say that we just installed a new home theatre system in the living room and that’s what I called a truly perfect Christmas gift for our family.

So where were we… oh, the Ferrata. It took place after we reached the peak and we had to walk down towards the checkpoint where the Ferrata guides will meet us.

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As usual, we had to gear up for the extreme sport with helmets, hooks, and whatsoever mountaineer items hooked around our waists before proceeding with the climbing. And I’ll just let the pictures (all courtesy of Louis) to tell the rest of our adventure.

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These are just some of the many pictures we took while doing the via Ferrata route. You can check out the whole album on my Facebook by clicking HERE.

And I’m done with this. Merry Christmas and have a happy holidays, everyone! (Although it’s only a day of public holiday for working people like us… tsk tsk…)

The Kinabalu Trip: Mount Kinabalu

If I tell you all that I am actually typing this post in my workplace, you can tell how good my job is. So relaxing but yet, boring. For your information, I’m currently working as a part-time technician for an audio and visual company.

So back to the point of this post, which I’ll resume the story of our Kinabalu trip. No doubt that water rafting is definitely one of the things I don’t mind of doing it again but climbing Mount Kinabalu is already enough for once in a lifetime.

And do you know how lucky we are to be able to reserve a place to stay in Laban Rata Resthouse like a week prior to our climbing schedule? Reservations of staying in Laban Rata are normally being placed 3 to 6 months prior to climbing. Take note that you cannot climb Mount Kinabalu if you don’t have a place to stay in Laban Rata.

Our climbing schedule was on the 6th of December and we walked from Borneo Backpackers to the bus terminal which is only a stone throw away. Unexpectedly, we were being approached by 2 different taxi drivers from different companies, each persuading us to take their cab. We decided to take the other one and the journey took us 1 and half hour to reach Kinabalu Park for the initial cost of RM60.

The journey was fascinating as more mist occurred on the foot of the mountain as it just got colder.

Once we reached there, guess what… the taxi driver decided to charge us RM80 for a 4 person rate instead of the RM20 per head he mentioned earlier. Enraged but felt it’s not the right time to have an argument with him during this holiday, I just handed him the money and pissed off. Now that’s what I called a taxi bully driver. But hey, I still have his number and maybe you can help me to teach him a lesson?

Anyway, we reached the Kinabalu Park at 9.15am and after getting the payment done, we opted last minute to do the world’s highest Ferrata, a new rock climbing sport that was just introduced last August. There are 3 routes to choose from: Walk the Torq, The Low’s Peak Circuit, and The Preamble. We decided to choose the Low’s Peak Circuit, which is the most expensive route among all and it cost us RM280 per person. Although it’s expensive, but doing the world’s highest Ferrata is considered very cheap if compared to the ones they offered overseas.

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Also do take note that the cost for everything, including; climbing the Mount Kinabalu, accommodation in Laban Rata, Ferrata; will be increased from next year onwards. So the RM280 we paid each for the Ferrata is actually set as a promotion price to introduce this sport.

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We were assigned to Downi, our mountain guide who has the experience of over 30 years. Just imagine on how many times did he climb up and down of Mount Kinabalu throughout his career… wow.

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Downi’s on the left, while the other one is my cousin, Louis

Anyway, we started climbing at 10am and it just gets colder for every vertical of 100 meters. I had never seen such pure flora we encompassed throughout the climbing. Even some trees are the ones like you saw in Pan’s Labyrinth. It rained drizzly on the 2nd hour of the climbing but that didn’t deter us to reach Laban Rata in just 4 hours, at 2pm… now that’s what I called a fast climbing.

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Jeremy and Louis

Speaking of climbing, we observed that most of the climbers were equipped with this sort of sissy hiking stick, some with the useless mechanical function (there are tons of them in lelong). We felt pathetic and sympathy for the climbers who are using them, why, cos’ it just made them slower in climbing for putting too much reliability on those sticks. Those are meant for old people and that’s acceptable but for those who are not considered old enough to use the hiking stick, I’m sorry, but they don’t deserve to get recognized for the effort of climbing the mountain themselves.

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We stayed at room number 9 with the other 3 Indian occupants from London. Not knowing that we’re only allowed to turn on the heater at 8pm, it could be switched on in the afternoon as they forgot to set the heater timer for our room. Somehow, the heater’s useless as it was just too hot for the room itself. Because of that, I almost develop a fever because of the sudden change of temperature. Guess that my body has no problem to adapt quickly with the cold temperature after all.

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That’s how cold it was before leaving Laban Rata

Just don’t bother to buy beer in Laban Rata. It costs RM20 per can.

We woke up at 2am to continue our journey towards the peak, starting at 3am. I had difficulty again to pick up the pace of climbing cos’ of the wake-up effect but after a while, it wasn’t a problem to me till way up the peak. A girl decided to give up after 15 minutes of climbing cos’ of the breathing difficulty she had due to thinner air of oxygen.

As expected, we encountered slow climbers along the way, most with their hiking sticks, slowing our pace of that we overtook them easily and climbed all the way towards the peak.

And we made it.

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We reached the highest peak, Low’s Peak, at 5am with the sky still dark. It was freezing cold up there but that didn’t deter me from taking off my jacket till the layer of my dad’s antique Liverpool jersey from the late 70s. That is to show my dedication towards the team I’ve been supporting since childhood.

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After spending around 20 minutes chilling on top of the highest peak in South East Asia, we climbed down towards the next checkpoint to experience the world’s highest Ferrata. The view of the sunrise was simply spectacular that indicates the beauty of mother nature.

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The bad news is that I got a cut on my head while climbing down from the peak using the unstable rope that suddenly twisted to the left, and knocked the left side of my head towards the huge rock with sharp edges at the side of it. I’m fortunate that it’s just a very minor injury but the impact was huge that I thought I would bleed a lot. Oh well, at least the scar’s healing.

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In the next post, I will write about our experience of climbing the world’s highest Ferrata on Mount Kinabalu.

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So… see you all again and chao!

P.S. You can check out the rest of the pictures on my Facebook by clicking HERE.

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This is the best photo of the sunrise I could find, which was taken by Louis

The Kinabalu Trip: Arrival and Water Rafting

Ola! So here I am, back at home with sores all over my body from the trip that took place for 6 days. I’ll start working tomorrow and now I’m taking the chance of the free time I have to post up the chronicles of this trip that will be divided into different posts.

This trip was actually planned for the purpose of meeting up with my adventurous cousin Louis who’s currently travelling around the world. I didn’t see him for more than a year and we came up with the idea of doing some adventures together before he go back to London and start working. Jeremy, another cousin of mine and the younger brother of Louis, also joined us for the trip. And I’m glad that the whole trip turned out to be a memorable one with so much enjoyment we never had in such a long time.

For this post, I will write about our arrival in Kota Kinabalu and the water rafting experience on Padas River.

We arrived on the 4th of December and stayed at Borneo Backpackers throughout the entire trip. The room rate only cost us RM20 per per person for a night staying in the dorm fan. It’s damn cheap for a place that includes all sorts of facilities available: free internet, free breakfast with unlimited supply of breads and jams, TV with Astro and DVD player, DVDs etc. Just have a look at the website and you’ll know what I mean. I’m definitely going to stay there again if I’m going to Kota Kinabalu in the future.

On the second day, we went for white water rafting on the 8-kilometre Padas River that falls under the Category of 3 - 4, which is considered quite dangerous especially when comes to this time of monsoon season. In order to get there, we had to drive to Beaufort town for one-and-half hour before taking the only and oldest train in Borneo to Pangi for another one-and-half hour.

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Boarding the old train

The later journey was such an uneasy, bumpy ride that we regretted of leaving our seats to join the raft master in the other seatless coach. And I’m talking about some very old train with no smooth ride yaw.

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Once we reached there, as usual we were being given some yada yada yada on water rafting. There are 5 rapids encountered throughout the rafting route: Head Hunter, Scooby Doo, Cobra, Lambada, and Curve. And that made me wonder on who the hell gave such name like Scooby Doo for such a dangerous rapid…

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After an hour and a half of rafting, I just got a simple word to describe it: awesome! So awesome that I wish we could do it again for the second time. Even Louis said that the rafting on Padas River is much better than the one he had in Australia.

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We had so much fun that even Jeremy fell backward during the last rapid.

Unexpected, we were even being given a certificate each that indicates our participation in white water rafting. I’ll just conclude this post with a photo taken of the certificate. I will write soon about our trip to Mount Kinabalu and did the world’s highest Ferrata there.

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Off to Kota Kinabalu

I’m flying to the land below the wind tonight. Cousins and I will be on the mission to conquer Mount Kinabalu starting on the 6th of December and will be coming back to Kuching on the 9th.

Will keep in touch with you all!

Meow

The only time I will say meow is the time when I arrive back home in Kuching. That’s right. I’m home now. Just got back yesterday morning and it felt so good to have Kuching laksa for breakfast right after I landed.

Dozed off for 5 hours in the afternoon, had dinner and drove straight to my aunt’s place just to have a look at her new Labrador. The moment I saw him, he straight away hoped onto me with so much excitement that he excitedly, not knowingly, pee-ed on my foot. Oh well… as long as I’m happy to play along with him for almost an hour wrestling each other and throwing some stuff for him to catch. Damn naughty indeed…

And today I just realized that I forgot to bring one of the most important things from Miri…

and those are my freaking…

underwear…

Of all the things…why…

underwear…

Forget that! Anyway, I’ll just conclude this post with a picture of my aunt’s Labrador that I played with last night.

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Say hello to Max! Adorable, isn’t he?

Jogging Sucks

Yesterday evening I had a jog from home to campus back and forth. Honestly, it was the first time I jogged in this area throughout my uni life here and I never expect to complete 4km in 30 minutes. Hell I felt good for that.

And the next morning (today), I found out that something was not right with my belt after putting everything on before going to uni.

I Had a shock in my life that…

I…

lose…

weight…

cos’…

I can fit in with the belt 1 hole tighter.

Pui! What the heck man… no wonder all those marathon athletes are damn skinny. And there’s no way I will do jogging again… till only if I have a fat belly…

How I wish… maybe not. Touchwood!