On being Extremely Busy

Alright I know I planned to update my blog everyday during my time at Cameron Highlands but after Night 2 I was burdened with a lot of work and pressure so I'm very sorry I couldn't update it. As of right now I'm preposterously busy with assignments and I'm trying to control my stress level. So far I think I'm doing a good job at it. I'll try to get videos from Cameron up A.S.A.P. I just gotta find time to do the editing. My hard drive apparently overheated last night so I'm kinda freaked out about rendering videos ATM. Stay tuned for updates!


Peace :D

On Studio Interpretation Day II

05/10/11 (1:22 am)

            It’s not often you feel lucky in life. I personally do not believe in it; a mere faith from people who do not resort to ‘coincidences’. If there was ever a time where I say luck isn’t on my side I was probably because ‘Everybody says it’. Yesterday was different. My luck was really bad. We had to halt our inventory collection progress due to bad weather. What sucks is that we’re only ¼ of the 800m trail and we still have a long way to go with only ONE day left. It’s video day tomorrow for me so I’ll be hosting the ‘show’ and I haven’t prepared a proper script yet: I have always preferred spontaneous talking. The rest of my team members are under a lot of pressure because among all other trails, we have the shortest and easiest path so the area of interpretation we have to cover is wider (in radius) than the rest.

            That night we had to prepare a report on the little progress we made today. Fortunately our group was awarded a ‘good job’ by one the main Studio lecturers and the line “this is the first time I’ve seen this in Studio history and I think this is very good” will stay somewhere in the back of my mind to be recalled someday for motivational purposes. :P

Being me I’ve to not let that affect me or my team in anyway until our data collection is complete. Praises should mean nothing but a mere momentum booster. I should NEVER EVER let them go into my head and affect how I perform afterwards. What people usually do is take them praises and think they’re kings. I’m not the most humble on Earth but I’m trying my best to know where I stand. Congratulating people isn’t really the best way to tell them that they did a good job even before the job is done. There’s no time to celebrate now. Wait ‘till Studio 1 is finished and I get an A for it, then a congratulation is worth it. For now, my team and I have to give it our best ‘cause there isn’t any point of doing something if you’re not giving full commitment.

            Hey, it’s time to sleep. I’ve to be up at 7 am to continue Day 3 Inventory. :D

On Cars and Long Journeys

3/10/11 (7 p.m. – 1.00 a.m.)

Going to places never fails to excite anyone; unless of course it was for bad intention. I for one am always thrilled to explore other places I’ve never visited before. At the time of writing this I’m (with my peers) am at Cameron Highlands. Specifically Berrinchang (gotta check on the spelling).  We’re here for our Studio work involving interpretation of trails set by our lecturers. I won’t go into details what it’s all about but I’ll be sure to include some footage of the work we’re doing here. The trip from Shah Alam took approximately 5 long hours (though I mentioned 8 in the video to exaggerate) with 3 pit stops to lunch and…pee. As I’m typing this I have to endure a tremendous amount of pain due to cramping on my right foot: I just bought my hiking shoes last night and I only had today to start breaking in the shoe. Anyways, let’s talk about the journey so I’ll start with something I love. Cars.

            I love cars. Anyone who knows me well can prove that. Not just supercars; any cars will do unless they don’t click with me. On my way to Cameron I saw an Aston Martin DB9. I HEART ASTONs. Period. If there’s one car I would love to own in this world if I’m a millionaire it would be an Aston. Any model will do. You’ll probably say they are tons of supercars out there to love so why A.M? Simple: It appeals to me. I find Astons to be more practical compared to say a Lamborghini or Bugatti. That doesn’t mean I don’t want a Veyron if I can afford it but the car isn’t that practical and not all that sexy. The thing about cars is, my friends/peers/people I know, they love taking pictures of themselves posing beside strangers’ expensive cars (supercars, luxury, etc.). It’s not wrong but it annoys me in a way. Sorry I can’t explain why but it just does. BUT I love taking photos of them without a model. Taking pictures of cars is an addiction of mine. It makes me forget about problems and I get to be in my own world which is a good thing. Just like tennis, when I’m on court I feel ‘home’. I never like pictures of myself with a car. I never liked pictures of myself either. Sure I might take one or two only if it’s an Aston though but it is an act of disgrace, IMO. Being in your comfort zone can always make you feel better about what lies ahead. The idea of doing an interpretation studio in Cameron got me freaked out. I’m a fast thinking person at theoretical matters but when it comes to field work, it’s a disaster. But seeing that DB9 made me tell myself “It’s gonna be a good trip. Nothing’s gonna bring you down. It’s your moment to shine so give it your best.” That’s all it took to lift my mood. Weird, but true.

            I’ve been on long journeys more times than I can remember.

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(Dinner – Steamboat)

(Briefing)

            Ugh my foot is still cramping and the chilly weather isn’t helping much. Where was I? Oh yeah, long journeys. Long journeys can take up to 5 hours ++ travel distance and I believe my longest yet (locally) is 8 hours to Kedah. When it comes to far distance locations my preferred mode of transportation is always tour busses or cars. I do not like taking flights simply because there isn’t much to see in the sky. A 5 hour bus trip isn’t that interesting to a lot of people but I’m not like ‘a lot of people’. Others may pull their curtains so that they’re able to sleep throughout the journey but I like my shades to be as wide open as possible (except when the damn sun’s shining in my face). Enjoying the view is my primary reason for doing so, then comes spotting supercars and bikes and finally (and I’m not kidding) admiring infrastructures such as retention walls and marble factories. Call me a weirdo if you may but my interests usually don’t follow the norm of others. No matter the case, I feel grateful that I have my good friends around me. I might not even survive in university without them. Take my just-became-close-friend, Shafiq Latif who’s also my housemate. I’m currently suffering foot cramps and he massages it without complaining. I can safely assume he actually enjoys it. My girlfriend, Rafidah, is constantly worrying ‘bout me when she has much bigger issues to worry about. These are just 2 of many people close to me that I can consider as family. If you read my first entry in this blog you’ll know that I’m very particular when it comes to making friends. Being a friend of mine just for the sake of being a friend isn’t what I’m looking for. When I consider somebody a friend, it shows that I care for that person in a way that I consider them to be a major part of my life. People in facebook are mere acquaintances. That’s the beauty of the online world.

Anyways, I’ve to end the blog here ‘cuz it’s 12.30 a.m. and I’m the MC for tomorrow’s morning briefing/lecture. I’ll be sure to post something new soon if I have the time.

Cheerio :D