2011 Chapter 2: Past and Present

It has been quite some time since my last post..probably ages ago. Any who, originally I had plans on what to write on during my contemplative trip to scenic Alaska. Seeing as how the final semester developed over the past few months (this post is actually written in April, as opposed to being originally drafted January), it has been quite hectic and I had not the mood to write nor to think about other stuff a lot.

About my past and present plans, there is not much to it. I was rejected for PhD admission, though partially my fault as to only applying at Purdue and nowhere else, hoping that Purdue will accept me again in favor of being familiar in the campus. Shell has yet to reach me about the SRD that happened way back in October of 2010, and I'm not actually thrilled with working in Malaysia since it's not as current as I want it to be, being plagued by stupid issues that matters not to the advancement of itself.

With my mini Chips Ahoy beside me costing $1.98 USD at the local Wal-Mart, I'm just enjoying my life a day at a time. I had issues in the past, and am still dealing with it in my conscience, but am happy to say that I am now okay with my issue with my former high school teacher. I've been contemplating on it too much perhaps, too much that it hurt me a lot than it probably should have, but now I am happy with the resolution that I had after reaching out to her on Facebook. I hope and pray all the best for her life and career, of which I had affected.

Sometimes, I've been thinking on this issue: Why does life matter?

Why does life matter, when you are the only one observing and understanding your own?

Maybe I'm influenced too much with documentation, but, in my opinion, a movie is only as interesting because of it being shown to the masses. Otherwise, the character's life being portrayed is dull and irrelevant to others. A movie or a film or a sequence of stills or photo stills have the power to show the subject's thoughts, life and character, as powerful as words in a novel or in a poem. I've had ideas before, but I've never had the chance of interesting people or subjects to fit my ideas. Or maybe it is my lack of initiative.

Hopefully, in this 40 days leading to my leaving the states, or 5 weeks prior to returning to Malaysia, I can recap the moments that I had from INTEC to undergraduate graduation.

2011 Chapter 1: Alaska

I was stoked.

Not sure by how much, but I was stoked. Or I was weird. Not sure which though.

I have been in the United States, an international student out of place most of the 2 years I have

been here, but nevertheless liking it. I have been to New York, Miami, Milwaukee, Chicago, Grand Canyon, Salt Lake City, Yellowstone, Colorado, San Francisco and Seattle, places where pretty much can sum up most of the American experience. In the beginning of the Fall 2010 semester I thought, where else could I go after all these places? Hawaii? Puerto Rico? But then again, for the former, it is generally known as a honeymoon spot and thus I am not even sure on what to do there. As for the latter, if I wanted to go for a tropical setting, I might as well be home.

But hey....there is one state...Alaska. But, winter in Alaska?

And thus my trip began on Christmas Eve heading to Alaska via Phoenix, and 10 days after, I'm impressed on how I enjoyed my Alaskan trip.

Overall, I really enjoyed Alaska. I guess most of the people I know wouldn't even think of going to Alaska in winter because it is way colder with an average of -20ish F or -26 to -30ish Celsius temperature everyday in winter. However, it was not that different as to what I sort of feel in Purdue.

Yes, walking OR being outside at Alaska in winter is miserable, but sort of better than in the Midwest because of the absence of winds so wind chill is not a major factor. Yes, the land is cold enough that I felt as if I was in Narnia, with the sun being just slightly above the horizon in daytime (4 hours of sunlight) and the pine trees are covered in white, blissful snow. I literally walked out of the airport thinking I was in some winter wonderland dream.

Simply said, it was worth it. It was a pleasurable experience. Being in a hostel and traveling alone allows for a different experience, meeting with other travelers and locals while also planning on reducing costs for trips among other things. I rent a car to reduce the cost of going to the hot spring by $60 by sharing costs with other travelers. We got in the hot spring with subzero temperatures above water and VERY WARM waters below our chests, and that was AWESOME. We got to enjoy the Aurora Borealis when we least expected it after a couple of nights of disappointment.

One of the funny thing that happened was, while heading to the hot spring, we spotted a moose and stopped to take pictures. There it was, a moose crossing the street and my camera was triggering its shutter as fast as I can press it. After getting enough, I previewed the shots and somehow its legs was well aligned to look as if it has been gliding across the street, and thus I proceeded with creating this picture, just like the Beatles album cover.

I would go on and on about the trip, but the feeling can never be conveyed enough. There I was at probably one of the extreme places in the world, and enjoying myself with how everything is. The people, the nature, the lighting (from the sun, the sky, the stars and northern lights), the weather. It feels so different, so very different yet so homely. There are even a community of Muslims there that makes me feel awed by how amazing and adaptive people are and how magnificent Allah is as our creator.

At the same time, I guess this might be coming from an aging me, but there are certain aspects of life that we usually don't even care of and in isolation, I came to think of how valuable it was and is. Of how fragile everything is and yet, how often we neglect it and take it for granted. I watched how a person takes for granted the people around him, and it might have to do about how a culture is, but I observe and observe yet I still do not understand. But that's maybe my dilemma since forever. Anyway...

It was worth it. Fairbanks, I might be coming there again, some time, some day. :)

2011 Prologue

Hey there readers ( if there are any ),

It's already the end of the first month of 2011, and I've been meaning to write on some things that I've thought of during my Alaskan trip and some. I even kept it as a note on my 2-year old iPhone, which does its task just fine, playing music, keeping notes and recently, being an e-book keeper for myself.

So, I've listed them as this and hopefully I can finish posting my thoughts on these topics soon enough:

• Alaskan trip: Fairbanks and Anchorage in winter
• Future plans and graduation
• Spring break trip (not actually to write of it yet, but maybe just some general planning)
• New year 2011 and what it means to me as opposed to some others
• My pennies on 2010 issues (pennies, just because people often use the term 'my 2 cents')
• Video project, maybe? Or some project that could at least entice my inner creativity.

Since it might be a long, long post if I were to combine all of them together, so I'm deciding to divide them into smaller parts.

Anyway, recently I've been watching How I Met Your Mother and it is a very good show. My definition of a good show is some entertainment that allows myself to relax from reality while also allowing myself to think. Yes, HIMYM is a comedy and therefore doesn't need a lot of thinking, but it also has its sense of real life in it that gets people thinking about other people. Other than that, I like it how certain shows has a song that relates to whatever is happening on the screen. And thus, I found out about the artist named Jaymay, a New York folk singer-songwriter.

If ever, I'd recommend whoever that likes songs from the likes of Zee Avi and Estrella to google Jaymay and hear her songs, especially 'Gray or Blue' and 'Sycamore Down'. As I am writing this, I'm also listening to it and I'm liking it.