Ning goes to New York (University and Chinatown)

Wei was at school so I decided to go sketching around her campus while waiting for her to be done.

 

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There was this statue on campus which Wei insists is supposed to be Athena. athena

 

It did not look like Athena to me,  especially at night.

 

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You be the judge. I was drawing this family where these Chinese grandparents were playing with their grandkids. I think their parents were either one of those mega elite students or brainy researchers at the university.

One of the grandpas asked me in Mandarin if I was doing my PhD. I’m not sure why he was so specific, I must have looked very smart to him.

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Chinese Physiognomy at it’s finest.

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One of the places Wei and I explored together was Chinatown.

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From my experience, Chinatowns look very similar everywhere because Chinese businessman always display their goods in the same style since time immemorial. Walking around Chinatown with Wei, we found a very interesting store. I kid you not, the layout of the store was like this:

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Good thing is, you can buy a new cell phone, get some new Kpop tunes, a bubble tea and get your hair done all in 1.5 places. I loved it.

 

We had dinner in Chinatown with Jeamme,our friend from grade school. It was so nice to see old friends and eat food spicy enough to burn off your tongue. Just kidding it wasn’t that spicy, well maybe for the untrained palate it is.

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Just us being overly dramatic with our food. Jeamme is very proper as always. Of course we finished our meal with bubble tea. Not at the store which sold about 100 things, just a regular bubble tea store.

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I told you Jeamme was proper.

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Insecurities

Many of the recent drafts I made for this blog are jam-packed with feelings. Mostly of anxiety, worry, sudden panic with the  standard “what am I doing with myself”.

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I have had a LOT of those feelings over the past few months. I’m pretty sure I have 7 drafts just on feelings. So I am sharing some of these, because most of my readers are around my age (and are also my friends lol), and also because:

YOU ARE NOT ALONE. I AM PROBABLY JUST AS LOST AS YOU ARE, IF NOT MORE LOST.

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So we can be lost together along with the power of friendship.

For a little while now, when I think I found a light, I find out the tunnel is closed.

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I know adapting is always better than anticipating because … you can’t really anticipate anything anyway. I suppose this feeling of uneasiness and uncertainty is all a part of life.

When I met up with some of my high school friends a couple years back one of them commented how everyone had changed so much, but I was still the same, just older/more mature.

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Rubbish.Being older and more mature already sounds like change to me. I know that I am definitely not the same person as I was in high school…and who wants to be the same from high school anyway. I mean look at that mess.

Sure I have qualities that are similar to my old self, but I am also very different from my high school self, or my university self, even myself from yesterday and I will continue to evolve for as long as I am breathing, hopefully for the better.

Sometimes I wish I could just fast forward to the years where none of these decisions will matter anymore. Maybe then, something like this would be happening:

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Just kidding I would be the kind of grandma who would take my grandkid on my Vespa and ride across the rolling hills of Italy. Maybe. I don’t know. Something to laugh at when I’m older.

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I might not have grandkids. I would first need to have kids in order to have grandkids. No where close to that stage in life yet and it may not even happen to me lolololol.

Oh my god, of all the songs to come next on my playlist, it’s “I Feel the Earth Move”.NOPE. SKY. YOU ARE NOT TUMBLING DOWN TODAY. 

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Graduation

It’s GRAD season. My convocation came and went. According to friends who saw me walk across the stage, I looked super confused from start to finish. Like I wandered into the wrong hall and somehow managed to find a gown, and then started shaking hands with all these people in funny robes and couldn’t understand why.

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Then the chair of design studies says congrats to me and for a few seconds I forgot who he was as well. I don’t see him very often you see.

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The speeches were pretty standard. “You guys have bright futures ahead of you and other things”. I think I could have been the only one who was actually listening to them.

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I was talking to some people about how valuable a university education really is. Being in the same program as I was, we have similar qualifications, but our experiences with school were extremely different.

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I feel like I did not go to the same school my friends went to because I definitely do not feel like I know everything.

If anything, university taught me how much I don’t know. But I did get pretty good at finding stuff out.

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Which got me thinking about something. You know this chart, the one where everybody expects your life achievements to go in a certain order:

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And then they conveniently forget to tell you that almost no one’s life happens in that order, because everyone’s life is different.

I propose a more realistic chart:

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OK, maybe not 100% realistic, but you know what I mean. You can’t plan life 100% because it can suddenly throw a curve ball at you, and then you have to figure out a way to adapt.

Opportunities are different for everyone. I have some friends who found work immediately after school (or during school), some of them went back to school to pursue something totally different. Others went to grad school and some others are still looking for jobs.

Your life was different from everyone else’s from the get-go anyway, what makes you think it’ll be the same as everyone else after school.

So for those of you who don’t like to listen to other people talk, maybe pictures might be more fun to look at:

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Congrats to everyone graduating! And to those who aren’t, YOU WILL BE OKAY, TOO.

I did a quick doodle on my Facebook page about me… tossing my hat. Which you should like! If you haven’t already. 🙂

 

Ning goes to New York (Guggenheim and MoMA)

I went to New York last year to visit a very good friend of mine, Wei. She’s my friend since we were little kids.

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So Wei had to attend class in the mornings so I had the whole day to visit museums. I was going to meet Wei later in the afternoon so that we could go to MoMA (Museum of Modern Art) together and I could finally see what the big deal was about.

So I Google mapped my way to 5th Avenue and spent my morning there.

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I went to the Guggenheim. I was disappointed, not because the stuff in the Guggenheim Museum wasn’t rad (because it was pretty rad) but because they closed the spiral thing to set up an exhibition.

The whole point of going to the museum is to climb the spiral thing!guggenheim

I saw a bunch of Cezanne and Matisse.

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And a couple that I’ve seen that are really famous but their names escape me.

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There were these Japanese tourists who for whatever reason seemed to be following me… into all the museums

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The real party started at MoMA, The Museum of Modern Art.

Let me break it down for you, the history of art, according to Ning.

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During this time I was taking a class in Modernism and Modernity and I hoped to find something interesting to put into my final essay.

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Needless to say I found a lot of interesting things, though none was really suited for my essay.

My favourite painting in MoMA was Charles Demuth’s Corn and Peaches. I guess it speaks to my tastes.

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One day, when I can afford this,and if it is for sale, I will buy this painting.

If not, I will buy MoMA.

And I got to see the famous white Square. Or White on white by Malevich.

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To those who say “I could do this in pre-school!” I know when I was in pre-school I could not draw straight lines even with a ruler, maybe in elementary school. Pre-school Ning was a rebel who only drew dogs.

Well, it was bigger that I thought it would be… and there were a bunch more of Malevich’s squares to keep it company.oof

Oof. It’s by the same guy who painted the can of flying spam.

But my favourite piece of artwork. The Plank.

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Yes. That’s me, planking next to the plank.

Here’s a link to the actual piece.

It is my favourite because of the description. How can anyone not love this plank.It’s called The Absolutely Naked Fragrance. Below is the description from the MoMA website:

McCracken began producing his vibrant monochrome “planks” in 1966. While the polished resin surface captures the aesthetic of surfing and car culture unique to Southern California in the 1960s, the title was drawn from advertising slogans in fashion magazines. The work’s interaction with both the floor and wall is meant to call attention to the space occupied in the gallery by both viewer and object. “I see the plank as existing between two worlds,” McCracken has said, “the floor representing the physical world of standing objects, trees, cars, buildings, human bodies, and everything, and the wall representing the world of the imagination, illusionistic painting space, human mental space, and all that.”

Wei said I should have written about the plank. I think I should have listened to her. But whatever, Gray’s Papaya afterwards. ($5 for 2 hot dogs and a drink)

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The Best Flight Ever

Today I am going to be blogging about the best plane ride I have ever had.

When I was younger my parents told me about their trip to the US. They were flying from Tokyo to Hawaii, and then the flight was oversold and my parents were upgraded to Business Class.

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I thought this was the stuff of urban legends because maybe back then technology was not that great and maybe there was a bug in the system idk.

That was until something similar happened to me.

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I was flying from Taiwan to Vancouver after spending summer in Malaysia.

When it was boarding time, my ticket wouldn’t go through.

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Obviously I panicked. School was going to start in less than a week and I was stuck in Taiwan.

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And then suddenly.

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WALAO EH. SURE BO. But I won’t complain, I will take this. I ACCEPT.

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It was really cool having the stewardess address me by my name.

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But I was too excited and I downed in all in one sitting. Not my proudest moment. And I ended up KO for 6 hours of my 12 hour flight.

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Turns out, I got upgraded because my seat neighbour had requested earlier that the seat next to him be empty, but since they oversold the flight, they couldn’t save the seat next to him anymore, and they had to upgrade someone.

I ended up being taught how to fly businessby my seat neighbour, Bill.

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I had my own flight slippers. And toiletries. It was kind of a big deal.

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So I can personally vouch for it! Airlines do still oversell their seats and I suppose chances of you getting bumped up is higher when you travel alone…maybe. The point is that it still happens.

I must admit that ever since then whenever I fly I always secretly hope that I will be upgraded again hahahahaha

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Unlikely to happen again though haha, I feel that the next time I get to fly business will either be because I collected enough miles or because I can afford the ticket. But I think economy class isn’t that bad, I’m not so tall that I cannot stretch out my legs at all so it’s still pretty good.

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Ning’s Canadian Firsts

This July has been hectic. I got my first freelance job EVER. Which was quite exciting for me… Earning some extra moolah. Thus the reason why I have seem to have disappeared from this blog lol. And also because I have been denied access to a regular scanner for almost a month now.

BUT FEAR NOT. I AM BACK. With the extra money I have purchased A SCANNER. Now I have a scanner I have greater flexibility in my working times yo.

Summer in Edmonton has been surprisingly rainy. Which is really great for me because I grew up in a country of perpetual summer and prefer cooler weather. I remember there was one day a few weeks back that was so humid and hot… it felt a little weird, and I had this moment where I went… how ever did I withstand this for 17 years.

For those of you who don’t know, I am originally from Penang, known across the world as Malaysia’s food capital… and we take our food really seriously. I have many foodie friends who instagram their lunches every day and love writing informal food reviews. #AsiansatWork hahahahahaha

I moved to Canada because of school, and it was really different to what I had experienced back in my hometown.

Prior to my moving here, I had never set foot out of Asia, and the first thing I noticed here was.

THE SKY IS SO BLUE AND SO WIDE. You don’t really get that in Penang. Or KL. Or Singapore. Or Jakarta. Or Bangkok… Basically the entire South East Asia.

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My mother took me over the first time I got here, and my aunt picked us up from the airport.

And the land is so flat. I had no idea that land could be this flat. I grew on on a tropical island and so seeing the beach and hills was like second nature.

Also I was kind of disorientated because they drove on the other side of the road. Not to mention jet lagged.

I moved here in the dead of winter, and I stayed at my aunt’s place. I had seen snow before when I was on vacation, so it wasn’t really a huge shocker.

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Perhaps my parents’ favourite photo of the first ever winter experience. LOOK AT THE BANK OF SNOW, MAN. Haha… my noob stage.

But then…

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The -50 degrees was… beyond what my body could handle at the time.

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But now I’m really hero and can walk around in -50 to buy milk like a pro.

I remember the first day of school was super weird because I knew no one besides my cousins at school. And I was jumping into the middle of the school year and everyone already had friends/cliques. I was the weird Asian transfer student whom everyone both noticed and didn’t notice at the same time because my school was quite small.

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So I sat alone during lunch… on the first day of school.

The principal, Mr Jenkins, was nice enough to ask me how I was doing.

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You know it’s kind of a big deal when the principal knows your name… but then again I was the weird transfer student from a foreign land… like. the 3rd Malaysian to ever go to this school besides my cousins because it was less than 5 years old at the time I believe.

I remember once a friend was like… THE PRINCIPAL KNOWS YOU. You must either be really brilliant or get into a lot of trouble. LOLOLOLOL

I remember  the first girl I talked to. It was the 2nd day of school, her name was Gaby. She was really nice to me as she could see I was clearly confused. I’m not sure if she remembers me.

She looks kinda like this

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GABY. THE FIRST PERSON I TALKED TO. You may not remember me but I will remember youuuuuuu.

I’m one of those people who usually remembers the people I talk to. So chances are, if I have spoken to you at least once before, I will probably remember you.

Overall high school was a pretty fun experience. I got to know people who I still keep in touch with.

But college was where the real party started.

But that’s not till next time lololol.

I realized it takes me way less time to create a post like this compared to a full fledged WIP post. Blogging about my life here in Canada is kinda fun… and nostalgic.

I’ll probably be creating more blog posts about my adventures here. I might even do posts of the weird events that happened to me as a teenager.

TILL NEXT TIME.