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 17th Dec 2022, 0031hrs


Still feels like yesterday I've cried my heart out in front of my lecturer and my friends - idiot, it really was happening yesterday! 

Yesterday was supposed to be the day where I share my outfit, take a bunch of pics of my crit 1 materials and proud of myself very much. But all those didn't happened. Instead, I made fun of myself by crying in front of my most always-find-reason-to-quarrel-with-me lecturer and I even screamed on Syamil "Kau boleh jangan kacau aku tak?!". 

*disclaimer: I wasn't crying because of the crit, but because my lecturer kept teasing me dasar sir!!! ergh jatuh martabat saya. sksksksk

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Anyways, I am quite excited with my concept this time though my panels said that it's not strong enough to be brought for RNR, which I believed that they just don't understand it as I do but I'll prove them wrong! 


So my concept is basically the sea - OMG I feel guilty for not calling it properly, like there are thousand respectful ways to call it but as for now I only have By The Sea. Capture the sea in your mind now, readers. Listen to the sound of the wave... Coming to you... The serenity when it softly slam the beach floor... The perfect wave it makes, the consistency in between every curve... Can you even figure the calculation?.. 


Hence, the movement of the wave can be translated into rhythm , one of the design principles. This rhythm is actually a repetition that creates movement which is what creates the wave, in other way to say it, is the regularity of something can actually bring you to something, right?. The word movement is also intersecting with the site users; hikers, campers, fishermen, tourists - or simply called TRAVELERS. Traveler is an individual who moves from one place to another, they come and go. And by moving they are actually fulfilling the philosophy brought by Imam Al-Ghazali, " water needs to run in order to be clean. " 

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I pondered back to Al-Quran for what it says about the ocean or the sea and got nailed on this one verse from suratul Rahman; 

مَرَجَ ٱلْبَحْرَيْنِ يَلْتَقِيَانِ

Tells that Allah s.w.t merges the 2 seas (salt water and fresh water). So from this aayah, I observed that the sea has a boundary and the boundary is located underneath the surface, meaning to say though it is a border that should stop something, but doesn't stop the ships from traveling. So I extracted that the principle related to this aayah is symmetry. Symmetry is basically a line that act as a border and it can both 2 sides it divides symmetrical or asymmetrical. 

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Thus, I envision my RNR design would be a repetitive of nearly same shapes (but might be twisted in sizes) which we call that as irregular repetition in architectural terms. And the RNR will have some drammatic lines as borders for the spaces that will act as privacy device, however, it still connects each space together and it can be both horizontal or vertical to above lines, hahahahahaha yayyyy can't wait to mix all these together and see the result! The only thing I am still proud of the pace I'm taking and yah me still got no idea for the conceptual sketch. 


Now we shall move on to the site; how my building will respond to its tropical climate, windy environment, sandy floor and fragile ecosystem. 

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First, I will ask Thor to break off the building into 2 pieces; so the wind can running though it and coolen the spaces inside. 

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Then, considering the circulation outside the proposed area; the circulation from the jetty that collides with the circulation coming from the rocky hill-the water-turtle sanctuary  and the circulation coming from the bridge which is mostly the hikers. Since there is also a secondary pathway at the back of the proposed site, I decided to force Thor to break another piece of my building so it'll create another pass-thru for the users to access most of the circulations. 

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Next, I would like everyone to know the existing citizen of the beach; the turtles! As a good khalifah on earth, we shall contemplate the culture of hablumminallah wa hablumminannaas (the relationship with Allah swt, and the relationship with human - the environment as well!) So, the turtles are fragile with lighting which this leads to the installation of skylight in order the building can receive moon light at night. My RNR shall be built on stilts as well, so the turtles could breed underneath it despite to lessen the rough touch of the bulding towards the ecosystems. 

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And last but not least, to compliment the view the beach has to offer, I aspire my RNR spaces to be stacked in order to capture the ocean view at its best, apart stacking can also be a good passive shading device for the spaces underneath it. 

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Then, I have classified the zoning and specific spaces for each zone. 

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I think that's all for tonight. Spilling too detailed about it will generates more copy-caters out there so I'm just going to stop since it's already 0425hrs. I need to wake up early tomm to buy hostel foods (cuz tis gal just got her license to have gastrix) and do the laundry outside since our washing machine at home here suddenly decided to leave us independent. I also have a bit of Structure assignment to be amended before tomm night, cuz at night I will be experiencing Chinese wedd cant wait xxx!!!!! See you sooner everyone!! 


Raihana cute. 

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