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Showing posts with label rambling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rambling. Show all posts

Upon A Hill Across the Blue Lake

Friday, April 05, 2013

It is positively scary at how little I used to care about what I'm studying.

Factoring in all the anger I harbored towards my father for forcing me in to a program of his choice and absolutely hating the idea of crunching numbers for the rest of my life, I forgot to look at the bigger picture.

So the moral of the story today is kids, that when the going gets tough, don't just think of taking the lemons to make lemonade, think of making delicious lemon squares. (For those who aren't accustomed to my shitty analogies, I heartily apologize)

Co-op, despite the tedious work that we're forced to do as interns, does bring things into perspective. In fact, trust me when I say, your life immediately sharpens and focuses. The aperture becomes perfect, the exposure enough for you to gauge whether "yes I can be in this arena for the rest of my life" or "hell no, I need to get outta here" - you'd be kidding yourself if you called your mindset "undecided", I'm sorry that just doesn't happen. You either like it or you don't.

For a person who absolutely hated the idea of engineering and never had the scruple to stop complaining about how boring it is, I love the entire aspect of what a job at Hydro One or any other power utility could lead to. I know, I know. It took me a whopping total of four painstakingly long and expensive years to come to admit that I finally understand why my father gets an extra step to his pace when he talks about cables and transformers (he happens to be one of the lucky few who loves what he does for a living). And it looks like he transferred over his blood to me.

After four years, I am genuinely excited and eager to learn. Yes, you're hearing right. I want to learn, to absorb the knowledge (via osmosis, electromagnetic induction or otherwise) and get working.

Intelligent has officially gained a whole new meaning for me.

Finally.

these pictures are taken from mortgraphics
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The Mindy Kalings

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

I have to confess and y'all might hate me for it. I hated Kelly Kapoor in the Office. She was clingy on Ryan, who was an absolute jackass to her, and jabbered on incessantly even when it was apparent to her that no one wanted to listen. Of course, at the time I did not register the significance of a having a brown skinned woman not only acting in the show but also writing for it and clearly being recognized for it - which is why now, even before the long overdue demise of the Office, she has enough talent to launch her own show. T

First of all: WOOOT! Brown-Woman-in-the-Lead-Role Pride.

Second: Non-anorexic, healthy and totally confident woman in lead role.

Third: It's been a while since I've seen Chris Messina on screen - since Julie and Julia :)

Despite its noted shortcomings, I am more than willing (actually desperately hoping) to give this show a chance. Hello, how many times do South Asians make history like this? Not too often, so I say we take a moment and appreciate the fact that Mindy Kaling has made television history. She has broken the mould of a-brown-is-no-more-than-side-kick-of-the-lead by becoming the lead.

these pictures are taken from [random Google images]
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Sunday Morning Rush

Sunday, February 10, 2013

There is nothing more spectacular than waking up on a Sunday morning facing a beautiful hue of the sky (trust me when I say that it is akin to a miracle after going through a record-breaking blizzard), fully rested at 10 A.M., basking in the after effect of watching Cairo Time and viewing Lynn Crawford's "Pitchin' In" on Food Network.

It's true what they say, the morning is truly fantastic if one gets a chance to behold it. I feel like working out, running outside despite the chilling weather, cooking myself a hearty breakfast and even clean my room! None of these urges are normal. For me.

I have sincerely lost the ability to write ever since I got my internship, got insanely obsessed over my fitness, and have come home so exhausted from the commute that writing has become the last thing on my mind. Instead I'm frantically fussing over Youtube vidoes of make-up tutorials, scrounging through the Internet for hijabi friendly websites and trying make a routine out of Yoga - and of course trying to find a cheap yoga mat because I do not want to splurge on one from Lulu Lemon given that they are immeasurably overpriced.

If anything, my in-coherency should point to my recent lack of reading literary novels and resorting to chick lits instead. What can I do? They're more addictive than cinnamon candy hearts.


Cough Syrup - Young the Giant
these pictures are taken from Mortgraphics
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Party Crashers, Groupie Snatchers

Tuesday, November 06, 2012
The worst aspect about my psychological make-up is that I cannot - under any circumstance, pressure or otherwise - forget. Whether they be events or people.

Volcano face is no longer volcano face although its activities has certainly left permanent imprints on his already hidden face. With hair. I know, I know what you're thinking. Me pay attention to a guy who looks more like a Korean pop idol wannabe and thinks less like the religious man I've always pined for? Certainly the apocalypse isn't here.

Then what could it be?

I blame the wedding bubble. You see, in a wedding no matter how unwelcome its effects and its participants are tend to invade your life anyway, however temporary it might be. Honestly speaking, I never thought that the upcoming wedding would have such an effect on me. It shouldn't. But it is. Just a tiny little bit. Even though I know I shouldn't be swayed, I am. Just a little.

In my defense, these recent feelings (I hate that I'm using this word cause really - it hasn't gone that far as the word usually tends to imply) didn't materialize out of nowhere. I'm perfectly entitled to misunderstandings and I am hard wired to believe that what I'm thinking is merely conjecture or at best hallucinations.

But here it is. There's something fishy going on. Really fishy. Like 8 years haven't happened. Like I'm back in grade 7, except I'm really not. See? I'm already at a loss for words.


I really need to go sleep.

these pictures are taken from GRFX [Can't find the link to the site =( ]
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tic tac toe, you're fitting into place

Saturday, April 21, 2012

It turns out that I cannot study no matter how long or how wide I try to keep my eyes apart from each other. Not to mention the recent addiction I've had to the most useless things on the planet which include coding with CSS, XML, "duelling" in pottermore (which I never thought I would ever even log into) and look around in livejournal for icons I'm probably never going to use.

It also turns out, as is blatantly apparent from my background, that I was, am and always will be deeply in love with this template be it expand across livejournal, blogger and if I ever choose to dish $99, wordpress. I believe once a person falls and aligns with certain limitations and guidelines, its hard to shift their choices around to other things. The longer something stays with you, the fonder you get of it...maybe that's why my dad can't bear the thought of leaving the fourth-floor nest he built himself in commemoration of my yester-years. To be honest, I don't see what he sees. The again, as he would say if I ever questioned his logic:

"You're one-third my age, one-eighth of the way through the experience I have been and not even close to have the amount of memories I have"

To which I've always replied:

"Still. I'm one and half centimeters taller than you. Doesn't that give me some credit?"

Alas, no reply to that.

Oh, did I mention how much I love Hum Tum? I do not think I have emphasized, that even today - like 8 years later - I still find Saif's character just as endearing. I should do a whole review on that movie.

As for studying, nada. Zilch. Okay well, control systems doesn't exactly make me wanna jump from my seat but alas, you gotta do what you gotta do. It's hilarious how this realization comes to me at 4:06AM.


Song for the Day:

Maroon 5 - She Will Be Loved


these pictures are taken from mortgraphics
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hijabis that scream apocalypse

Saturday, February 04, 2012
For the first time in like .... FOUR YEARS, I get the opportunity (pardon the cover letter tone - applications have made me rather prone to convert too fast into the formal tone and of course, completely forget how to form proper, cohesive and succinct sentences that are devoid of too many adverbs, adjective and technical jargon. Alas the ability to express myself with brevity has completely gone into smoke) to write a biography assignment about - *drum roll* - MYSELF.

I love how the preclude describes this assignment:

In order to master any subject, it is helpful not only to be aware of the world around you (what this course is about), but to be self-aware too. We’d like to get to know you a little better too!

Thus, this assignment is intended for both self-revelation and discovery. It gets you to think a little about your past experience, allows us to find out better who is really taking this course, and also to surmise a little about your hopes and expectations for the course. It is hoped this will be a little fun as well.

Self-Revelation and Discovery?! I had a little epiphany in my head when I read that sentence. You want us to write a piece on self-revelation and self-discovery within the limits of one single, measly page?! Of course, that was the satirical and wisdom in me talking. I quickly reverted to my current predicament - which really isn't anything too cutting-edge and ground-breaking like the company's want me to be - and thought this was probably the best assignment I've ever had the chance to put my eyes on.

I wonder which poor TA has the misfortune to go through this bullshit. I pity his job. But I'm sure they're probably gonna be of those who party their butts off so...no, not that sorry.



Here's what I ended up writing. I was quite proud of how much bullshit I could pull off. Really, people should stand up and applaud me.


Personal Reflection (Bio)
CIV300 – Terrestrial Energy Systems

My educational background is mainly focused on electrical engineering (ECE), although in the future I would like to orient my career towards bio-engineering. For now, however, I am highly interested in the simulation of integrated circuits as well as power distribution and energy systems – the main reason behind my intention of taking this course. I believe that a physical understanding and interpretation of energy systems is extremely valuable as much as the circuit configurations behind power and energy distribution of power grids today. I plan to specialize, if possible, in both power & energy systems as well as pursue a minor in biomedical engineering.

My favorite book insofar has been Micheal Pollan’s, “The Omnivore’s Dilemma.” The book explores and contrasts dinner table norms, traditions, customs and conversations from 90 years ago to present day, commenting, remarking and pointing out how drastically different we as humans have evolved from appreciating our daily bread to downright boycotting it from our diet. It is one of my favorite books because even if it is a non-fiction piece, it manages to engage my attention throughout its solid 464 pages of humorous adventures, sinister representation of corn fields and nauseating statistics.

The most unusual thing about myself – or at least when I compare it with others’ – is the nature of my sleeping patterns. They have so far defied every rule in the book, so that night is the new day and the day is the new night. In short, my sleeping patterns have evolved so far as to completely redefine the entire meaning of ‘nocturnal.’

The most terrestrial-energy-systems connected experience I have encountered was the powerful tsunami that had hit Southern South Asian region in the winter of 2006. I was on a holiday trip to my native country Bangladesh at the time, and even though it was not one of the worst hit areas, the earthquake of such a tremendous magnitude was definitely felt and its consequences re-lived for several weeks afterward. Even though Dhaka (the capital city of Bangladesh) was by no means the epicenter of the earthquake, resulting tsunami that stirred the entire Indian Ocean caused rivers, lakes and creeks to overflow. By the second day, most of city was submerged in almost 4 feet of water, and more than half the population of the city handicapped instantaneously. To my initial embarrassment, this was my first flood – admittedly quite surprising since Bengalis are immune to floods given that it happens so often. However, to my relief and alarm, I discovered through my family members that I was apparently stuck (all flights were cancelled since the airport runways were swamped) in the worst flood Bangladesh had ever seen! And they weren’t wrong. The flood that the 2006 tsunami caused, literally wiped out any sort of terrestrial transportation and Dhaka had been rendered an Eastern Venice. Day by day, the seawater levels rose and people had to run their errands, via boats and ferries. Alleyways, markets and even some villages along the coast vanished underwater. Electricity was scarce during the day, even more so during the night. To say the least, it made me realize that the days and weeks following the natural disaster are much worse than the disaster itself. As an engineer, I found it quite disappointing at how vulnerable the artificial systems we create are in comparison to the natural forces like earthquakes and tsunamis, even though the systems in question are much less developed in third world cities than in North America. Unfortunately, despite the disastrous circumstances, I enjoyed my winter vacation to the fullest, especially relishing the part where we ended up going to the airport on a boat!



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