Thursday, May 20, 2010

Chapter : Am I Human?

Sometimes I wonder whether I’m really human. You might be wondering why, and I will explain to you my…daily routine for the past week.

  • I wake up in the morning, and if I have classes that day, I will attend them.

  • Then after that, I will rest for a bit, grab some lunch because I don’t want to die from starvation.

  • Once lunch break is over, I will look in the labs to see whether my favourite spot is taken.

  • If not, then I will sit there and start using the internet while waiting for my file to load.

  • After that I will start working on my final project while chatting to people on MSN, Facebooking, Twittering and having some show playing at the background. (Yes, I enjoy multitasking)

  • Then gradually will be engrossed in my work then will be hardworking for awhile before I find dinner. Mostly instant noodles or microwave foods, so unhealthy, I know.

  • After dinner break, watch whatever show that is being played then continue working till late at night.

  • Most of the time, I will be staying overnight in uni so I do not sleep.

  • After that, usually around 1 or 2 am my motivation will just disappear and I start procrastinating. I know bad habit!

  • After procrastinating for an hour or so, (probably more) I will force myself to continue my work but then I will start feeling hungry again. Supper time!

  • Mostly this is when I eat little chips bought from the vending machine or drinking a hot drink to keep myself warm because the uni seems to enjoy blasting the air con from time to time.

  • Supper time break over, continue working and then realizes its 6 am.

  • Contemplating whether to head out at 6 am since the public transports are in service but choose to head out slightly later around 7 am or at times 8 am.

  • Choosing between taking the train or the bus depending how tired I am or how hungry I am. I know, I eat a lot these days, it isn’t funny.

  • Reaching my stop, either I would get breakfast if I take the bus or just walk straight home if I take the train. Like I have said, depends how tired or how hungry I am.

  • Reach home, drop all my belongings on the little “study” table then on my laptop and surf for a little while then head upstairs to bed.

  • Normally during this time it would be around 9 am or close to 10 am and my body is shutting down on its own, I would just drop dead on my bed and fall asleep.

  • You might think I will sleep a GOOD EIGHT hours but unfortunately my body alarms wakes me up within 4 hours at maximum 5 hours unless I’m really exhausted.

  • Then once I freshen up, I’m back in front of my computer continuing other assignments that are due soon. But most of the time, mind isn’t focusing because either lack of sleep or lack of nutrients in brains. Here is when I choose to eat or not to eat lunch because I’m always full when I just wake up.

  • Browsing the internet again, chatting, checking through the usual websites I visit and mails, soon it will be dinner time.

  • Normally I would be helping out or stoning in front of the computer because body takes time to start up.

  • Dinner time break over, back in front of the computer and do the usual brain-wrecking assignments.Mostly not really fruitful.

  • Work and work throughout the time then realizes it’s almost 4 am and then head to bed.

  • Then the routine continues the next day…

So what do you think? Am I normal or not? Human? Yes or no? 

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Chapter : Halfway

It seems that every Tuesday at my place, there would be a little dancing class. My ex-housemate would come over to the place and teach my brother and my sister’s boyfriend steps for Salsa. I was asked to learn but I was like “Err, no I don’t dance.” The only dancing I do is with my fingers, I thought to myself. I remembered my days when I was a little innocent girl, my mom decided that it would be a great idea to put her daughter into dancing classes! I kid you not, I have done Latin dances such as cha cha, samba, rhumba, and so on…but I forgot all of the steps already. 

Back then when I was a little one, I hated the opposite sex. You might be like thinking, “But WHY?!” but in my defense, when you are at that age, you think that boys are just mean people and vice versa. They say mean things to you and make you cry. But in my case, they say mean things, I just beat them up. I wonder what happened to that boyish side of me. I guess I grew up and threw that side away…or not.

Anyway, as I’m typing this, I’m just watching my sister’s boyfriend partnering my ex-housemate’s guy friend (he is playing the girl role) dancing on the balls of his feet to give the impression that he is on heels. I find it hilarious because he is pretty buff and muscular dancing on tip toes. Now they are using some Salsa dancing terms. Oh boy, they sound like they are from a different world from mine. 

My mother is the type where she loves her kids to take up some form of artistic stuffs. Be it music or dancing. I took up piano classes before but I gave up because I didn’t like doing the theory. I took up dancing (okay, forced to take up) but stopped because I didn’t like the idea of being partner with a guy or was there another reason for this…I don’t remember. The only thing that I have managed to continue on was my art classes which I eventually stopped after 7 or 8 years because the fees were getting outrageous and the teacher was getting a bit of a snob. 

Oh, another thing which I took up and then gave up later which made my dad very disappointed in me was my Taekwondo classes. I was up to the 2nd last belt (Brown II one more to be Black) then I decided to give it up. My dad kept pestering me to continue it but I was totally against it and until now I didn’t know the reason why I gave it up in the first place.
Now looking back, I realized that I have taken up a lot of things and giving them up half way. I wonder whether it is some psychological matter. Should I see a psychiatrist for this and let them psycho me? Cause my parents always say, "You are always doing things halfway." And I know that it's a fact.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Chapter : Assignment Pt 3

I like to write my assignment stuffs that I need to do so it would remind me because I’m THAT forgetful in remembering what stuffs that I need to complete. So, there is four weeks left before I officially graduate with a Masters degree but within those four weeks, I have to complete these tasks before I could scream and celebrate for joy!

  • Character Design
    1. Princess
    2. Prince
    3. Evil Witch
    4. Fairy Godmothers (3 types)
    5. King (optional)
    6. Queen (optional)
    • Concept Design
      1. The castle (inside)
      2. The forest
      3. View of the castle from the outside (scenery)
      4. The broken bridge (obstacle)
      5. The spindle area
      6. Place where Sleeping Beauty sleeps
      7. Evil Witch castle

      All those pictures are to be traced and coloured in Flash

      • Research for presentation for Visual Analysis and Critical Reflection

      • Research for essay for Post Modernism and Modernism
      • Compile the games’ pitching bible must include
      1. Concept designs
      2. Character designs
      3. Market research (target audience)
      4. Budget summary (how much do these people get paid?)
      5. Detailed explanation of levels

      All statements must have a solid proof to back up when doing presentation

      • Flash ‘demo’ game
      • 1000 words statement
        • Freelance work
        1. Animate the iceberg
        2. Do the video editing
        3. Find someone to do the polar bear animation (2d) unless it isn’t needed anymore
        Wow, so many things to do. Looks like I will be sleeping in uni very often. Wish me luck!

        Chapter : Tamborine Park

        I have decided to blog, again. It seems that I have been blogging fairly often unlike the other months where you can only see ONE posts at most TWO blog posts. Brisbane is having another long weekend and today, its Labour Day thus, a public holiday. 

        One thing about Brisbane and public holidays is that, there is NOTHING and I stress, NOTHING is opened. All the shops will be closed; barely any restaurants are open unless the “greedy” ones that will open so they could charge the 15% surcharge for their services. Other than that, the roads are empty; the place is pretty quiet and slow. It makes me feel like I’m living on the country side, counting sheep and falling asleep. 

        My dad is down at the Coast for some business trip and the entire household together with my two ex-housemates and friend decided to have a BBQ trip down to Tamborine Park. The journey was long because Min Wye was driving and we were relying on the GPS to get us there. Lesson learned, never ever put your entire faith on GPS. It took us a while to reach to our designated spot as Patrick was the one who found the place and planned the trip down…err up North. Forgive me, I’m hopeless in Geography. Put me in a jungle and equipped me with a compass and a map, I’m dead.

        Finally we reached our destination! I was starving until I wasn’t hungry anymore. If you might wonder, how can it be? Don’t ask, even I don’t know how to explain how my body works. The place is lovely; a lot of green and well, it’s pleasant, quiet and nice. It was a nice getaway from the “busy” city life once in a while. Well, compared to Kuala Lumpur, Brisbane looks pretty peaceful if you ask me. Took a while to set up the pit and thankfully it’s actually gas not the normal BBQ pit where you had to get charcoals, that oil thing and stuffs. I don’t know the names for these items, I always call it “the fire oil thingy.” I add thingy to the end of my sentence when I don’t know the name for certain items. 

        The pictures shown are taken by my dad who got a new camera and was fiddling with it and my brother. If you are wondering what happened to my camera, well…I forgot to charge my camera’s battery so yeah, a thing that I would do. Bring a camera without bothering to check whether the camera’s battery is fully charged. 

        Mushroom and onions. So delicious

        So many cooks. Well, technically one cook and the rest were the "helpers"

        I do not know the name of this bird but it was brave enough to "join" us with our meal. Well, more like watching us eat while we watch it staring at us eat.

        Min Wye was trying to take the picture of that bird countless times but it always flew away before he could get a decent shot. My dad took this picture and asked me to move but I had food in my hands...hence the awkward pose.

        We saw some waterfalls!

        Isn't it beautiful? The water was really cold when I dipped my feet into it.

        Wanted to find a picture with just the view but didn't have any. Meet Stephen, my ex-housemate.

        I really wanted to swim but thought otherwise because the water's is cold and I don't go well with cold.

        It was a lovely trip and I wouldn't mind another road trip like that in the future. Well, it would be different if I were back in Malaysia as I would probably only be going for food trips instead. So if you feel stressed and need to unwind, head down to the country side and breathe in some of the fresh air or take a cold dip in the clear clean springs!