Life in ITB was bad, but pretty interesting. Ive always believed that if you dont love your own self, no one will. So since life sucks, its up to me to spice it up. "Nasi sudah jadi bubur, ….. tapi kalau tambah lauk, sedap juga".

My daily life since i went home was, me wake up in the morning, go to the workshop at St.Marks school. Classes starts at 8.30am. Then break at 10.30am. Then resume classes until 1.00pm. After that ill have to drive home for lunch then go back to classes at 2.00pm at the shophouse i was refering to look like Pusat Tuition Ghee. We will have breaks at 3.30pm. My classes then finishes at 5pm. This is my daily routine.

Boring, and directionless. At that time, i dont know where ill end up. I was seriously lost and confused. I have no goals in life at that particular time.

Cos, all my dreams were devastated when i came back from INTI. I originally dreamed of being a ROCKER, or a full time musician. Though i wasnt good in my skills, i was willing to sacrifice anything for that goal. That was my original aim in life. Go to UK finish my studies in mechanical engineering, then meet a few good angmoh’s in UK… then form a band… and rock the whole planet, then later enrolling in the Harvard of music, BERKELEY SCHOOL OF MUSIC.

Sounds too naive… but i certainly believed in tat dream. I thought was that close to it. Cos when i was in INTI, i used to learn bass from one of malaysia’s top bassist, Halizoor or better known as Zone. I travelled from NILAI to Subang Jaya with the commuter every thursday just for lessons. The whole journey takes about 2 hours from the commuter station to sunway pyramid. And then ill take another 2 hour trip back to Nilai after my lessons. Some may think im crazy, yes i am. That was my passion at that particular time.

My guru loved to teach me cos i was diffrent from his other students.We share the same passion, to be a top musician. He had great plans for me. Later he wanted to give me private lessons for cheaper price. Money wasnt the issue to him. He wanted to help me realise my dream. Till today, i owe a lot to him, for showing me a new world, called the world of music. We can chat none stop about music stuff 24/7 without getting bored.  I was his first student he brought to his UiTM faculty of music to see them jam.

Yup…  But it was all dashed when i came back to Butterworth. I felt guilty for letting him down. It hurts to dissappoint someone who truly believes in you. Not many people trusted me throughout my life. Not even my parents. To me if someone shows me that he truly believes in me, i will do anything for that person. I will fight with all i have. Thank you, Zone… for believing in me. Too bad i didnt make it. May ur dream of going Berkeley come true. I know it will happen… all the best !!!

Later in my story, u all will realise, that while my guru had great plans for me, GOD had an even greater plan in my life… hallelujah!!!

to be continued….