Thursday, September 30, 2010

Rules, too many freaking rules

I am not a rule follower. I know that's not a pleasant thing to say and if you are someone who knows me personally, you would look down upon this statement. Don't come chasing after me if something wrong happens though. There are hundreds, thousands or possibly millions like me. There are too many systemic rules in this world. Rules, freaking rules everywhere. If you want to be different, you just can't. You have to do what you are asked to. It's like "to differ is to suffer".

Why am I complaining about rules? Because I have been getting all these random fines everywhere. What a way to force a free spirit to bow down to systemic rules and practices. Oh, you cruel world designed by social and cultural braniacs. You make me feel like a maniac for breaking rules and being an outlier. I borrowed a library book and returned the day after. Guess what? A fine of 33 bucks. Are you kidding me? I mean seriously are you freakin kidding me? It was supposedly a short loan book only for two hours. Who the fuck can read a book in two hours? It's like you borrow the book and without even going to the bathroom, you start reading and put a timer. You don't want to exceed two hours.

Another instance. Last week, I walked into my apartment after midnight from a dinner party at one of the professor's house. Five minutes later, a security guy at apartment complex knocks at the door because there were too many people in our apartment and we were noisy and wrote me and one of my apartment mate a fine. I tried explaining him I had just walked in and wasn't part of it. He wouldn't even listen. He suggested I talk to the administration. Administration said I had to write a formal letter which I did. A couple days later, I get a reply saying the case was reviewed with security and the fines cannot be removed. If I did not pay the fines within 3 days, more fines would accrue. They didn't even talk to me or give me a chance to explain. Is that what you call justice? Oh you cruel world. Someone makes the rules and rules are rules, no one can break them. As if these man made arbitrary practices were engraved in some holy text, which are written by humans too.
You want to hear another story? My credit balance showed $1.22 which was below minimum payment of $10 so I thought there was no need to pay. A couple days later, I checked my account and I see a fine of $35 for not paying $1.22. Are you freakin' kiddin me Bank of America? Where is your fucking fairness? How can you charge a fine that is almost 25 times more? And who do you complain to? These freakin banks are large multinational corporations. It's not like they have an owner or manager you can talk to. You go talk to receptionist at your nearest bank branch and they'll make you go through so many bureaucratic practices that you would waste more time trying to retrieve that amount than you could earn working at Starbucks for the same time. No, I don't plan to work at Starbucks, not even after graduation.

Every time a system frustrates me, be it political, economic or social, I think about the movie "Into the Wild".

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Shooting at UT Austin

It is natural to feel concerned when a 19 year old guy shoots himself with an AK 47 inside the library at UT-Austin which is only an hour or so away from Trinity University that I attend. How in the world does a 19 year old boy get hold of an AK-47? Also, what could force a relatively privileged and intelligent individual (majoring in Mathematics) to end one's life this way? One can only wonder. We all oscillate along ups and downs of life, but these vagaries of life are part of living as a human.

Every year we hear about these tragic shooting events on campus and are saddened only hoping that it would not repeat again. To our dismay, it just keeps happening again and again. Fortunately in this one, the guy was not a maniac and he did not shoot at any human, instead vented his frustration by firing at the Church building and in the air (at possibly God who supposedly resides in Heaven).

Should we reconsider gun laws in the US, especially in Texas and at educational institutions? Who says having access to more guns means more security? The converse can very well be true. Here in New Zealand, I rarely see cops in downtown Auckland city and even if I do, none of them carry any gun. Yup, cops here don't carry any ammunition with them. Yet I feel safe while walking on downtown streets and alleys alone past midnight.

My sympathies to the family who lost their beloved young son.

You can read the news about Shooting at UT Austin by Associated Press.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Adventure Weekend

This past weekend I went with my study abroad (IFSA-Butler) group for Adventure Weekend to Ninety Mile Beach. The beach stretches 55 miles instead of its acclaimed 90 miles. You can look straight ahead and the beach just stretches as far as you can look into the horizon. It's ideal for speeding quad-bikes which we did drive at its maximum speed. I nearly flipped one but no one got hurt. It was all part of the fun. We also did some surfing in the morning with a personal surfer showing us the basics. I managed to stand up a couple times for a few seconds, which was not bad considering it was my first time. We also did sand tobogganing, it's basically sliding down sand tunes on a sliding board. You can accelerate quite a lot as you near the bottom. The walk up to sand tunes along the coast was even more adventurous as we were splashed with big waves.

My reflection. Photo by: Digital Subway

Trey Bush (also from Trinity University) leading the group for surfing. Photo by: D.S.
Mathieu rolling on sand dune. Photo by: Digital Subway
It got pretty late by the time we got back from sand tunes so could not go to Waitangi Treaty Grounds. That's where the British and Maoris (indigenous people living in New Zealand) signed a historic treaty to maintain peace and ensure protection in exchange for handing over its sovereignty to Queen Elizabeth. The treaty is still used today to claim their rights and lands by Maoris but there is a huge disagreements on its Maori version and literal translation from English.

As much as I've been loving New Zealand, I'm sad that I will be missing TEDx Conference to be held at Trinity University in October. I will keep you guys posted on other adventures in Aotearoa, New Zealand. Cheers.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Backpacking New Zealand

New Zealand Travel Diary, Entry #12

Backpacking is a big culture in New Zealand. In every city, you'll see lots of backpackers hostels that provide cheap accommodation,  also cheap meals and even cheap drinks. I spent my past two weeks backpacking entire South Island. I started from Christchurch and went around South Island in a counter-clockwise loop covering places like Kaikoura, Nelson, Westport, Franz Josef glacier, Wanaka, Queenstown and then back to Christchurch. I also flew to Wellington and spent a couple days there. The best way to enjoy a country is to travel alone and that's what I did. I traveled with legendary hop on-hop off Kiwi Experience tour bus and my journey was enriched with commentary all along as we went to places and looked outside at breathtaking scenery that changed drastically.
Sick as dreadlocks that I got.
Just like US colleges have Spring breaks, at University of Auckland we have a two week long mid-semester break. Most study abroad students utilize this time to travel and get to know the country more. Some of my friends even left the country to go to Australia, Fiji or other far-flung islands like Cook Islands. The part that made my trip so wonderful and memorable was my crazy dreadlocks that I  had gotten just two days before I began the trip. If you have not seen fresh dreadlocks, let me tell you, they look nothing like anything you have seen before. Fresh dreads have a natural tendency to stay erect, as if it wants to touch the sky. See a picture of my dreads above. And wherever I went, I got stares and lots of unsolicited attention. The fact that I went around carrying my DSLR camera with big lens and wearing sun glasses just made me look like a stereotpyical tourist. At several places people would tell me, "Hey, how's your vacation going? Do you want something to smoke?" You know what I mean. I thanked them saying No and walked on.
Jumping in icy cold waters of Lake Rotoiti
I met lots of people just because of my hair and had tons of interesting conversations. You would not believe it but in some towns (more than one) someone would come to me and say I saw you in another town, the town that I had been to before. I just stood out in the crowd wherever I went. In Christchurch, I thought I was being followed when the guy walked up to me and said, "We were on the same plane, I recognize your hair." These past two weeks were all about meeting new people and learning about their travel experiences. Some of the people who were traveling on the same Kiwi Experience tour bus had been traveling around the world since several months. And they had plenty of stories to tell.
Inside glacier caves of Franz Josef Glacier.
If there is one place in New Zealand that is closest to Times Square of New York, it has to be Cuba Street in Wellington. There are plenty of benches on the street, you just sit there and see all kinds of people pass by. Fortunately, no vehicles are allowed so it's only people. There's a lot happening there and you'll never be bored. The least favorite town of my trip probably was Westport, a coal mining town that smelled like burning coal. I was not feeling well and the smell of Carbon Monoxide made it worse. But overall, this 15 day long adventure was probably one of the most enjoyable days with lots of activities during which I took more than 800 pictures. Now I want to travel more, a motor-cycle tour of South America does not seem too far-fetched.
How I met Guevara on Cuba Street in Wellington. Haha
Disclaimer: This blog was simultaneously written for my study abroad program IFSA-Butler.

All of these photographs were taken by Digital Subway. These may not be copied without permission. I'm just kidding.


Read Entry #11 of New Zealand Travel Diary Series here.
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