phaNtasmagoria: Nuances of Life

We were not supposed to have anymore assignment for the weekend. Or for the semester to be exact. To be exact it was supposed to be over & done with had it not been for the extra new asgmnt put to a new other grp. & had it not been for the 'changed' nature of the previously given asgmnt. The latter was 'cleverly' directed by the seniors, to my chagrin.

I had spent several nights putting together the observation notes at the bus stop, the one that we had done abt a month ago. During which, NI & I had spent more than 2 hours sitting in the sun on the hilly area opposite the bus stop taking notes of what's going on there in the heat, enduring also the endless droning of the buses' engines & people staring at us like 'what these two idiots doing sitting under the heat from the opposite side of the bus stop?'. One passing guy actually asked us whether we were having a picnic?! I wish!?

Now, from being a simple qualitative practise, the asgmnt had turned into a complete qualitative [psycho] project. So, the observation notes i had rearranged became useless. Moreover, our group (NI & I) was chosen out of the blue, among all the other convincing groups, to present it on 3rd November. Just because, we had the 'ipt's bus stop' as our main venue. Argh, you gotta be kidding?! Now that the nature of that supposedly-done asgmnt had changed, we had to redo.

The others laughed at us of course. I amused them with my quick reply when the prof asked "How on earth is the observation at the bus stop would relate to the Media?" as it was so obvious the reply was made on the spot (we were still discussing on our title the moment the prof questioned us abt it). So, our asgmnt became a focused media-related observation at the bus stop.

The hindrance cum challenge; the only weekend we had, to redo & discuss & arrange our documents, was the weekend when I would be involved in a bulletin/article writing workshop in Wangsa Maju.

We immediately planned another observation. We did two; morning & evening session, just in case. It was quite tiring, standing then sitting down then walking from one end to the other while taking notes. We kept repeating it on both occasions trying to look natural also, haha :p Taking photos of the passengers waiting was quite a challenge also as we tried to avoid making it so obvious. We didn't want to have to ask for permission each time we take photos of the many people there. Except for this one Korean guy who willingly let us take a photo of him. I thot he was Chinese at first until he asked me to speak to him in English ;p

The Sporting Korean Guy

The Bus Stop