This might just be the long overdue birthday celebratory post where I’ll revisit past achievements and commemorate current progress. But, there has been so much happening this past year that I cannot begin to recall most of it. One thing for sure, though, I’ve been so blessed with many opportunities and missed opportunities from exposing myself out more and stepping out of my comfort zone.
I’ve been wandering on this road, purposefully getting lost just to find myself. And I have stumbled upon many crossroads, with each avenue leading towards different lives and career paths. Now, where do I go from here?
It’s the 17/20th week of my stay abroad, and it has truly been a rollercoaster ride full of joy and boredom, and of anxiety and exhaustion. I have to say, there is so much to recollect and so much more to reflect back on after all these weeks, which I’ve stalled so many times. But i want to set those all aside for the special day that is tomorrow, Monday. Tomorrow is the beginning of 18th week, and the beginning of Eid in Guangzhou China.
It’s been more than a month, my stay abroad. The period of shock, enchantment, wonderment, it has all passed. After adapting to the norms of the people and the system, and after familiarizing with the contingent of problems, I thought that nothing else will amuse me here.
OK, let’s take a breather here
One semester ago, I took an offer to study in China as my Discovery Year Program. Didn’t think too much of it that time, and didn’t even anticipate the trials and tribulations up ahead. It’s only for 5 months, so what could go wrong, right?
I always remind myself that I can always learn something from anything, even from misfortunes. But it seems like in retrospect, the series of misfortune that have occurred to me recently made it all seem comic rather than tragic. I’m not entirely sure if I’m being apathetic or the whole thing is just funny. Here’s how the story goes.
Yesterday was a refreshing day for me. Apart from having my car broke down in the middle of the highway and having to walk a kilometer to The Empire Hotel, and needing to borrow a security’s phone to call a friend for a ride because I haven’t topped up my credit for more than a year, it has also been a mindfully refreshing day.
Revision week is starting tomorrow, deadline for photojournalism’s photo-essay is also tomorrow. Here we are again, another photoshoot with the parkour gang.
There is a common expression here, when a sudden silence occur in the middle of a normal conversation. When the silence reaches up to a few seconds, one would say “Mala’ikat melintas” (An Angel is passing by).
We’ve had plenty of photoshoots before, and all in the name of parkour. We did sceneries, air shots, action shots, roof walking, and all of the above combined. But the one we did just yesterday was special. We were shooting to promote ourselves in Plus Magazine’s extreme edition, and also for my photojournalism assignment. The coincidence is uncanny, but such opportunity cannot be wasted. I’m killing two stones with one bird
It’s one thing to offend someone, but it’s a whole another dimension when you betray someone’s trust. I am caught in this predicament where I can’t explain myself to a certain person, and there’s nothing I can do about it, yet. Here’s how the story goes.
It’s halfway through Syawal and by now, I feel like I’ve experienced enough of what Raya could offer me for this year. By now the fest is settling as a new semester impends. Initially I thought it was going to be a bland and uneventful Raya, but truthfully, it has been a fun rollercoaster ride