Ireland

Yes.

I'm going on an Irish trip.

I booked three nights of hostel stay in Dublin.

The point of no return.

Anyone want to come with me?

Pimples

I'm way passed teenage years.

Now I've got a silly pimple maturing in between my nostrils.

It's the worst place.

Annoying.

Silly.

Pimple!

Ugh.

New Heart

"A new heart I will give you,

and a new spirit I will put within you;

and I will remove from your body the heart of stone

and give you a heart of flesh."

A bible verse from the book of Ezekiel.

Chapter 36.

Verse 26.

I, too,

desires a new heart,

and a new spirit.

I shall seek God,

and not humans,

when it comes to me being me.

To Ireland's wilderness I shall go,

in search for God's peace.

And to find myself,

in God's eyes.

Once again.

Stitch

Anyone would know Stitch,

The Disney character from Lilo & Stitch

He's awfully charming

Amazingly supportive

Wonderfully loyal

But he has glitches

And can be destructive when frustrated

Doesn't know how to express his love at times.

This weekend

I became the destructive Stitch

Hurting the one whom I care much

Just because I don't know how to handle

Now Stitch feels like leaving

Because Stitch will hurt

The one whom Stitch is with.

Sorry. — feeling sorry.

Hillsong Conference Night

Finally.

The day has arrived.

I'm out from my bird cage for the weekend.

Off to London for Hillsong Conference Night.

Then to Southampton for few days.

A good reward.

For completion of my dissertation.

Look forward for time with precious people.

You, and you, and you...

You guys know who you are!

And yes, highlight,

WORSHIP TIME!!

It's been FAR TOO LONG.

This thirst in me.

To sing,

To shout,

To jump,

To dance.

Just for the Lord and the Lord alone.

Gleefully waiting in anticipation.

 — feeling excited.

Complete Cycle

Two years ago,

Around this time of the year,

I was fretting over my Spanish visa.

Two years later,

I've completed the cycle.

Four semesters,

Three host countries,

Two years in Europe,

A masters degree.

Almost there,

Shy the official results.

Pioneer batch.

All ready (sort of)...

To be despatched.

Wherever it may be.

Dreams do come true.

In mysterious ways.

In God's timing.

All glory and praise to God,

For His blessings upon us.

Uncharted waters from now.

But I trust in Him,

The One who will be the Compass,

As I explore the uncharted future.

Amen. — feeling blessed.

The Final Hour

My friend Lia Vania Dewi is presenting now.

I am..

SUPER NERVOUS.

I need prayers.

The hour has come.

This is it.

My work of 6 months.

All the crazy running around finding cheek cells.

Randomly chatting up with people.

Just to find out if they were Malaysians.

Nurul Hamzah would know what I did.

HA HA HA. 

— feeling challenged.

Uncertainty

My slides are sorta completed.

If I don't change my mind for the 100th time in the morning.

I need to read up.

Familiarise with what I wrote.

Constantly uncertain.

Suddenly,

I feel so weak,

so helpless.

Suddenly,

the Spanish worship song came to my mind:

"Solo en tu amor me haces fuerte,

solo en tu vida me haces fuerte,

en mi debilidad te haces fuerte en mi..."

Yupe.

In my weaknesses, You are strong,

my Lord and my God.

Amen.

Final Presentation

In less than 12 hours,

it shall be THE presentation.

All the hard work (maybe not so!) for the past 6 months,

shall be history.

Or not so yet.

I am still going through the slides.

Thinking of what should or should not be in it.

It's hard to make decisions.

All seems relevant.

Maybe it's just me?

Haha.

Definitely it's just me.

Who else, right?

It's MINE.

Ok, say a prayer for me.

PLEASE.

I NEED IT!!

That I may pass this final hurdle.

To a better (?!) future.

To be known as Erasmus Mundus Alumni.

To hold a Masters in Forensic Science.

*chuckles*

To join the unemployed chart.

Ironic, isn't it? 

— feeling nervous.

Tiramisu vs. Treadmill

Both start with the letter "T".

Both are currently in my life.

One is super delicious, but a huge temptation.

One is super healthy, but a huge challenge.

In order to wallop another tiramisu,

I went on treadmill for 40 minutes.

Yeah.

What the heck.

Destressing Cooking

Oh yeah,

I am preparing my dissertation defense.

And I am stressed.

What I do with it?

Besides sleeping day and night?

COOKING!!

I have rendang and masala curry boiling away.

Haha.

Enjoyed the cutting therapy.

Onions, garlics.

Woohoo!

Stress and Sleep

This is my theory.

My story.

When I'm stressed,

I get sleepy.

And I sleep.

A whole lot more than usual,

At very odd hours.

Like just now.

I was sleepy for the whole day.

I slept the whole day too.

How cool is that?

Very.

Rainy Day

The alarm clock rang.

Opened my eyes.

Great.

It's cold.

Nose partially blocked.

It's grey out there.

Raining.

I wanted pancake for breakfast.

Alas, forgot the milk.

I'll make do with biscuits then.

Too lazy to drag my body.

A full day ahead. — feeling sleepy.

Surprise Call

Basically,

A surprise is a surprise,

ONLY when it is at the right timing.

A surprise call is BAD

when you called your bestie from afar

only to find out bestie is arguing with the partner.

No hard feelings of course.

It's your bestie we're talking about.

Somehow you'll understand,

it's just bad timing.

And,

try again next time.

Restricted List

Ahh..

The wonder of social networking.

We all become hypocrites.

There are people whom we don't want to be in our friends' list.

Yet, we added them anyway.

So Facebook came up with this brilliant idea.

I'm not sure how brilliant that was.

As though the restricted ones wouldn't know,

that they have restricted views.

Why share anything which you want to keep private?

Think hard.

Why bother to add if the reason was you feel obliged to?

Peer pressure?

Maybe.

I am on some people's restricted list too.

For whatever reason.

Like I care to check their profiles.

I realise I'm on restricted view,

only because they commented on my updates.

*chuckles*

Apparently I don't even bother to stalk them.

How important is that truth?

VERY.

So, unless you're dealing with psychos,

or stalkers,

or some lewd uncles,

why bother using the list?

Share honestly, yet modestly.

Only things you want the whole world to know.

This is, for goodness sake,

a social networking website.

Nothing's all that private.

 — feeling meh.

Sleep In Late

That's the plan for today.

But I "regained consciousness" before 8.

On a Saturday!!!!

Heavy duvet covering body

Fan blast

Cooled room.

I don't wanna wake up!

Minions in Malaysia

I'm surprised how this Minions Craze is going.

Yeah, in my home country.

Malaysia.

Videos of crazy queues just to get that?

That plastic yellow figurines?

My last memory of such craze,

was when McD had Hello Kitty.

That was more than 10 years ago.

We're Boleh-Landers,

behaving like Kiasu-Landers.

Are we losing our identities?

Or adopting new one?

 — feeling puzzled.

PowerStats Dragon (Again!)

I'm done with submission of my dissertation.

Today, I'm going to correct the PowerStats dragon again.

Yeah, the N-th time, as usual.

I'm a perfectionist at work.

So I want it to be closest to perfection.

It's statistics.

It'll skew my results.

If I'm not thorough with it.

It was skewed in the dissertation.

Let's see if there's any difference,

after this major amendment.

 — feeling determined.

My New Toy

I recall a generally unpleasant experience a while ago.

I was told I "consumed" all forms of technology.

I should have rebuked the individual.

It was very mean to be sarcastic in this manner.

Especially I wasn't THAT close to this person.

Yes, I do utilise technology.

Why not?

I live more efficiently.

I relax more.

When it's hot, I use a FAN.

Mind you, that's technology too.

At least I won't die of heatstroke!

LOL.

I sort of moved on from it.

And learn to choose my friends.

Today, I introduced my new gadget to the world.

Panasonic Lumix DMC-G3.

Of course, my bank account suffers.

I've always wanted a bridge camera like this.

Small enough, powerful enough.

I consume it gladly.

I'm just me.

And I'm happy I'm me!

Smart Consumerism

Student economy is all about "stretching the pound/dollar/ringgit".

Tonight, I managed it pretty well!

Stretched the £25 Amazon gift certificate.

And paid additional £4 only.

For:

One Lowepro camera bag.

One spare battery.

One set of screen protector.

Accessories shopping completed.

 — feeling triumphant.

Obsessions

One of my biggest hidden obsessions...

Being OCD when I plan to buy something.

I'm in the process of acquiring a new toy.

In fact, I paid for my gadget.

Now, I need to find accessories for it.

Always go for "worth the money" options.

A discounted Lowepro bag?

In my wishlist.

A spare battery.

Reading reviews.

Oh, my obsession!

Indeed.

 — feeling determined.

Minions and Politics

While everybody is busy looking at...

Minions..

And..

Politics...

I'm looking at..

CAMERA REVIEWS,

anticipating my new baby to arrive soon.

 — feeling excited.

Nutella Brownies

There was a post about this little sinful dessert.

Definitely yummy.

C'mon..

It's Nutella we're talking about here.

Simple.

Just eggs, flour, Nutella.

It's baking in the oven now.

What I have is just normal flour.

We shall see.

In 30 minutes. — feeling adventurous.

About Sleep...

Every individual is different.

I, for one, sleep when I am stressful.

The past two weeks were crazy..

I slept more than I stayed awake.

Despite the deadline.

I could never wake up when the alarm rang.

I was dizzy and sleepy upon caffeine intake..

and after every meal..

It was just uncontrollable.

Now that I've submitted it..

I gladly woke up at 7am.

Without an alarm clock.

WTH!!!!!

 — feeling fresh.

Confusions

This is probably one thing I do best.

Not that I really want to.

But I do it somehow.

Today I probably went overboard.

Who knows what's going to happen.

I give up trying.

If I'm uninteresting.

So be it.

I'm not a text book.

Nor a reference book.

Uncertainties in life.

I surrender to.

If life's driving me nuts,

I'm gonna bake choc cake,

With nuts.

It IS Accomplished

Finally.

The end.

10 days and all will end.

A new chapter starts.

When the old one ends.

What's next?

God knows.

Time to plan..

How to be a carefree homeless.

Final Hours

I wonder what Jesus did during His final hours?

Mine...

I'm here in the library,

sleepy because I had a lunch-dinner meal.

And oh...

The air cond is sooooo refreshing!!

Time to get started again.

I want to nail it down in 3 hours.

Just want to end the craze.

And cut the chase...

 — feeling exhausted.

Summer and Fan

Summer finally visits UK.

Lincoln is finally warm enough.

And everywhere is so badly ventilated.

I guess I'm used to having a fan.

I'm glad I have one.

Switch it on,

and I feel the surrounding air...

Seems fresher.

 — feeling relieved.

Frozen Brain (Again?!)

Yeah.

Being being in the soup.

My brain is frozen.

Again.

I'm stuck with the results and discussions.

I just realized I overestimated my data analysis skills.

The data was too..

Overwhelmingly...

Alarmingly...

HUGE.

Perhaps I should have done it earlier.

No point crying over spilled milk.

I need to find a cow.

To get more fresh milk. 

— feeling challenged.

GenePop

Sounds kinda cute right?

This Genepop.

It's a cool MS-DOS based software.

Which means, I HAVE NO IDEA.

I need to pick it up urgently.

Ugh.

Not cute anymore.

Not cute at all.

Maybe tomorrow,

when everything comes to an end,

Genepop will be cute again.

Yeah, maybe tomorrow.

If tomorrow ever comes.

Mosquitoes

I said I'm immune to them.

Maybe. 

I kill them.

Hopefully. 

Massacre.

But when I sleep

Their revenge begins.

Oh yeah...

Sneaking into my duvet.

I stay alive..

By using a fan.

Oh well...

Too lazy to move my hand.

Dragon Walking

People walk dogs.

Rarely you hear people walk cats.

And of course,

dragons being mythical creatures.

Nobody walks them.

And probably they fly?

Nobody, BUT me.

When I wake up, I shall walk the dragon.

The name of my dragon is... POWERSTATS V1.2.

It has been trained to listen to most of my commands.

But sometimes, being dragon..

It can be a little...

WILD. 

— feeling amused.

Being Malaysian

How do I know I'm a Malaysian?

I eat spicy food even though my ethnicity is Chinese.

I speak more than one language.

I use -lah and -bah in my conversation freely.

I rarely speak my sentences in only one language.

I mean to my Malaysian friends of course.

For example, "I am going to balik Malaysia liao".

That's three languages in a sentence.

Peanut!

My close friends are of many races.

I complain it is cold when temperature falls below 23 degrees.

I have immunity to mosquitoes (by killing them!)

I tell others I am a Malaysian when they ask if I'm from China.

I complain it is hot because no air circulation.

So......

I use a FAN.

Yes, I am using a FAN right now!

Love Story

I called my mom just now.

And she suddenly asked if anyone is pursuing me.

Nggeeekkk...

That's why calling home can be...

Stressful.

Ugh.

So,

I had to be smart and led her away.

And she told me how she fell for my dad.

A story told a thousand times I think.

Fell in love enough to marry him.

Erm..

Literally almost fell off.

From his 250cc bike.

An old woman was crossing the road.

And fell down.

Dad and mom were on his Suzuki.

And he stopped the bike and whoosshh!

Almost hit my mom when he swung his leg.

And told her he forgot that he had her at the back.

That heart for the old and the young.

My mom saw.

Haha.

Probably that's the "moon-eyed" moment of hers.

That bike played a big role.

The drive down to Singapore with the bike (I think).

And they started dating.

What a love story!

And not forgetting the pictorial love letters.

He was so embarrassed that he ordered my mom to burn them.

And my mom was silly enough to do so.

It'd have been an epic collection now.

Dad, dad...

I'm honoured that my parents told me their story.

And I'm honoured my dad had lived a dignified life.

— feeling honoured.

Giving Up

Every hour passes without me knowing.

Every moment I feel like giving up.

My brain is stuck in the soup.

My eyes are sleepy all the time.

Every time I feel like giving up,

something tells me to just hold on.

Yeah,

Giving up.

Easier said than done.

 — feeling stuck.

Languages

I never realise how important languages are,

but I enjoy learning them.

The only time I rejected the learning process,

was when I got frustrated,

trying to make out what the Spanish lecturer said.

"Mi professora no hablar Ingles.

Pero, yo no entiendo español."

I didn't even understand a single word back then.

Except Hola!

She spoke no English.

That was the one time I got frustrated learning.

Language ability is one thing I inherited from both my parents.

LOL.

I watched a random Spanish video.

Saw a comment by a fellow Malaysian.

Very innocent "only in Malaysia" comment.

Some very random Spanish guy actually called him stupid.

And didn't believe that Spanish is spoken in Malaysia.

Aww man...

I can't believe it.

Obviously we don't.

Use Google search and anyone would know.

This is the one time I posted a LONG comment for this random guy.

Sigh.

Why use internet when not using it wisely?!

The Darkest Night

St. John of the Cross wrote a poem on The Dark Night of the Soul.

We all have been through the said description.

I'm hitting the lowest peak of writing,

which is pointless staring into the screen.

My brain seems to be a bowl of soup.

And I'm sleepy constantly.

I become creative in my other writings.

YES.

Except the MOST IMPORTANT one.

My dissertation.

It is indeed...

The dark night of my masters.

Grr... grr... grr...

Not just that,

caffeine makes me sleepy.

So I can't drink coffee anymore.

Managed to sleep off some last night.

A straight 10 hours were gone.

That's why coffee is just a luxury,

for a Postgraduate student

who gets drowsy by drinking it.

Visa

Since I said yes to God.

For studies.

For World Youth Day.

I could feel His blessings upon me.

Being Malaysian,

I'm double-blessed.

I don't need a visa to enter Europe/UK.

And the Spanish embassy in Malaysia was organised.

So I didn't have a problem getting nor paying for the first visa.

UKBA office in Malaysia was helpful.

I was once again blessed.

Visa fee was waived because I have a scholarship.

My heart goes out to my friends who face(d) visa issues when travelling.

Hopefully all things work out.

Blogging

I do have a hard time trying to write something.

I've decided to look at it in a different light today.

Yeah.

BLOGGING.

I'm imagining myself blogging about my work.

Yeah,

the precious 6 months of work.

The backbreaking traveling across England.

Standing in the cold.

Walking up to strangers.

Begging for cheek cells.

The labour-intensive, mind-challenging lab works.

Thank God I met few good friends.

— feeling blessed.

Hillsong London Conference Night

I know I'm supposed to be writing my dissertation.

This bugged me for a while.

Yes, the next trip out of Lincoln.

I just bought my train ticket to London.

Just for the Hillsong Conference Night after my defense.

After that, I don't know.

I haven't bought the return.

Heading down to Southampton for the weekend.

Just because.

No reason, somehow.

Ha ha ha!

Night? Day?

Perks of students..

Include night owling.

For whatever reasons.

Right now my days are nights.

Likewise, nights are days.

Good night world.

Gonna take a nap after random read.

Blogs.

I read a couple good ones.

First Day of Ramadhan

I was reminded by a friend.

Today was the first day of Ramadhan.

Muslims all over the world started the one-month fast.

Since it's summer, the day is longer than night.

A whole 18 plus hours without food and water.

God is the only reason they can sustain this.

Thank God for God!

And I was talking about rice.

How inconsiderate I was!

No wonder I didn't get my rice.

What comes around goes around.

Apologies, dear friends.

 — feeling apologetic with Sabeen Basil.

Cheapskate Student

Bargain for time like a cheapskate?

Indeed we are.

My program's Vice President assisted on the request.

I probably pushed it a little too far upon success of her coup.

Will it 15th July 23:59, or 00:00?

There's 23 hours 59 mins difference there.

I know.

I'm a bargaining ajumma right now.

I can't help it.

Confirmed extension.

My heart palpitation is gone.

I breathe slightly easier.

Yes,

that was how stressed I got.

Big CHEERS to Eli!! 

— feeling grateful with Nuit Jara.

NO RICE!!!

Things just don't happen the way I want it to be.

I need rice.

But Chinese takeaway is closed.

I ended up with...

FISH n CHIPS.

Yeah,

the healthiest sort of food.

 — feeling lost.

No Cook, Just Eat

With the deadline pushing so near,

My body just can't cope with it.

I'm either swallowing junks,

or eating noodles.

Same taste, forever.

I want proper food.

Heading out to find me some RICE.

Oh! I'm SO CHINESE!

LOL...

Sleepy Head

The clock is ticking.

Whatever.

My work is just 20% done.

Whatever.

The stomach is hungry.

Whatever.

The head is dizzy.

Now,

that is something.

Malaysia Truly Asia...

I come from a lovely and interesting country.

Malaysia.

We have so many ethnic groups that I have no idea how many.

In another month, the Muslims will celebrate Hari Raya Aidilfitri.

Being Malaysian, I can feel the Raya season,

despite not being in Malaysia.

Today I'm featuring a sharing from Hariz Said...

An easy to understand guide for non-Muslim about Ramadhan:

1. Ramadhan is the most sacred month for all Muslims. So, that's why you notice all the fuss about Ramadhan among your Muslim friends.

2. It is the month where Muslims fast for thirty days from dawn (just before sunrise to sunset). This is why some of your Muslim colleagues may refuse to eat during the day or participate in strenuous activity

3. Because it is such a sacred month, most Muslims are quite conscious of their action and some may use this time to kick out a bad habit or spend more time with their religion. Do not feel bad if you feel as though your friend is ignoring you, he/she does not mean any harm and need your help to become better individuals.

4. It is time when Muslims are encouraged to be very generous. It is very common for Muslims to invite non-Muslims to participate in breaking fast with them and it really means a lot to them if you could partake in it.

5. Even though we are fasting, we do not consider it to be rude if you are eating or drinking in front of us. We have given up worldly things like food for the sake of God. Some of us might feel very awkward if our non-muslim friends start to become overly-conscious about offending us. (Although, we appreciate your sensitivity for some of you who choose to eat in places where you might not find us. ie. cafeteria, canteen)

6. It is a time when hearts are soft and a way for you to make us feel very good about our friendship especially when you show interest in our faith and try to understand about our faith

7. We welcome non-Muslims who want to fast with us and we'll gladly share our meal with you when the sun goes down. Some of you might be thinking of trying out fasting because you want to convert. Please do and tell us if you need help

To all my non-Muslim friends, I leave you with the greeting of peace (Assalamualaikum) and the greeting of "Congratulations, it's Ramadhan!"(Ramadhan Mubarak)

Another Friend Is Gone

This was a friend I barely knew,

Perhaps now regretted that I didn't know him.

A best friend to many was he.

A great teacher to many too.

I heard from Harold Boo that Alzer was in coma.

I thought and hoped and prayed he'd regain consciousness.

God knows better His plan for us all.

Now that Alzer has gone back to Him above,

I pray that his soul will rest in peace,

in the arms of God who loves us so.

Amen.

Luxury

What's the top luxurious item for a graduate student?

Big comfortable car?

Thick swat of cash in the pocket?

Healthy home-cooked food?

Delicious looking bed?

For a sleep-deprived me,

It's the last item.

And...

Sleeping before daybreak.

Before the sun rises,

I want to date Master Zou.

My Chinese friends might get it.

Ha ha! — feeling tired.

"Zombied"

Is that a word?

If not,

it's a NEW word then.

Mine.

It means I'm still up at daybreak.

Not really working.

Not sleeping either.

It's just that time of the year,

when I gotta work hard.

I need to graduate!

 — feeling horrible.

Fish in the Ocean

I have a pact with a dear friend of mine.

That if I found my "fish" in the vast ocean,

I'd send her a postcard with a grouper fish in the picture,

and a smiley face drawn behind.

It's so funny.

But I guess the creative streak in us just went...

crazy.

Hehe.

I hope the day will come.

Yeah, one sweet day.

 — with Laura Peter.

One of Those Days...

When I feel a little lonely to cook...

I wish there's someone who can accompany me for meals.

Right now,

I only have my Baby Stitch.

Staring at me with his milk bottle and doll.

In his PJs.

Next time when I have a partner,

I'll make sure we have meals together.

Fellowship through food.

That's my thing.

Ha ha ha!

Desperately Fighting

I'm going to cry if more missed alleles appear!!!!

I need help desperately.

I'm zombied since yesterday.

After gulping two Starbucks Seattle Latte on intervals.

One more in fridge for consumption.

The fight continues.

Silly spreadsheet dragon!

Today I shall slay you!

 — feeling determined.

Friendship

Some come and go.

Some are meant to stay.

Remember those times when mIRC was a hip?

There was once a channel.

Where a BlackCat used to play with SuMmeR_Ra|n.

That was 14 years ago.

Now BlackCat married crystalcrismoon,

while SuMmeR_Ra|n remains their close friend.

A child is gifted to meow meow and moon moon,

so smart is the little bunny,

who shares the second name of Mozart.

A bunch of joy is he,

despite the tantrum of a mule sometimes.

Yet these 14 years of friendship,

between a BlackCat, his Moon and the SuMmeR_Ra|n remains.

Kudos to mIRC!

 — feeling loved with Rita Chan and BLaise CHai.

When I Freaking Freak Out

I will SOS my friend, Jo, in KK.

She's a super early bird,

So I catch her when I'm not even sleepy.

Not to mention that tonight I probably will stay up,

until the sun rises from the east.

So, I had a chat with her.

I'm glad I managed to get her.

I was.....

Freaking out for multiple reasons.

And..

She LOL-ed so much.

I was helplessly baffled.

One thing for sure,

she was very impressed with some stuffs I mentioned.

Surprisingly,

out of all the past examples,

this time she seems impressed instantly.

I guess this stuff may be is the right stuff.

Hmm..

Are we ready to do some "baking"??

Maybe a cheese cake.

 — feeling blessed with Josephine Hiu.

Postcards

It was from Clarisse that I'm inspired to collect postcards.

Thanks, gal!

I accidentally stumbled into a friend of friend's event:

Postcards from around the world,

to motivate her students.

I find that very inspiring,

and definitely motivating for her students.

My postcard will be popping by with my tiny story to tell.

I remember something my students gave me.

A gift forced out from them during Teachers' Day.

It said,

"A good teacher explains, a great teacher inspires."

I might not be a good teacher back then,

I hope God had given me courage to inspire them,

that dreams do come true,

and following your passion can be a lifelong career.

Anyone who is interested, can leave a comment and I'll get back to you with her address.

Hiccups

I hate it when a project has too many milestones.

Too many steps to proceed.

Every step has its own obstacles.

One down,

many to come.

Just like hiccups.

You won't know when you'll get it.

It comes, irritates, and leaves.

I wish I had chosen a simpler task!

Being Human

Imperfections.

Flaws.

Motivations.

Determinations.

Stress.

De-stress.

Sorrows.

Joys.

Embarrassed.

Bold.

Fear.

Secure.

After all, I'm just human.

These I feel.

These am I.

Slept in Late

It's the day of the Lord!

Yes, it is Sunday...

And I was supposed to attend the 830am mass.

Or the 10 am.

But I woke up only 10 minutes before the 10 am mass.

I wouldn't make it even if I rush there.

So I'm settling for the 6 pm.

Maybe there's a message for me to hear today.

We shall see.

Now, I want to get the spreadsheet dragon into the cage.

Taming the Dragon

One more mistake to amend and I'm going to cry.

The spreadsheet is driving me nuts.

One little mistake,

and I have 19 worksheets to amend in a single Excel file!!!

 — feeling irritated.

Platform 9 3/4

I knew about the existence of this platform in London King's Cross.

But it was until last Monday that I knew where exactly it is.

Perhaps I was always passing by KGX at night.

So I didn't bother to find out.

Oh well...

Now I know.

Maybe next trip I shall be all touristy,

And queue up for a photo.

A Spontaneous Sharing

Someone triggered me to think about something.

I finally couldn't handle..

And blurted my response to the topic.

Penny for my deep thoughts.

I hope I didn't scared this new friend.

Que sera, sera.

Calm before the Storm...

Oh yeah.

Just when I thought I could key in my data in peace.

I found I had missed out ONE freaking allele!!!!

Now I have to sit myself down,

And readjust the WHOLE spreadsheet.

 — feeling challenged

One Heart

I realise that I can only stay loyal to one thing at one time.

I told myself when I get my new lappy,

I'd still use my old netbook.

It didn't happen.

I told myself when I get my new S3

I'd still use my old Nokia.

Well...

It happened for a while.

Until I lost my DiGi number.

Though I have three watches,

there's only one I use frequently.

Though I have many jackets and coats,

there's only one which I tend to wear.

Same goes to shoes, sunglasses, fragrances, handbags...

I'm just too "skema" for some funny reason.

Why complicates life?

Ha ha ha!

Weekends

This is how life as a PG student is a week before submission:

Eat junks.

Sedentary.

Home-bound.

Eyes crossed.

Confused mind.

No outdoor activities,

unless for survival reasons.

Or at least that's how it is for me.

>.<

Spreadsheet

I shall persevere till the end.

This whole messed up PowerStats.

I've started amending the formulas.

Can't give up half way, can I?

There should be a more efficient method of copying the formulas.

It could be copied properly vertically.

No problemo!

But it screws up when I copied horizontally.

So I had to do it column by column.

There must be a better way.

Scabs

Once in a while I would accidentally scratched myself.

Tiny little scabs...

Mehhh...

No sweat.

Until....

The wound.

Ughhh....

Looking at the changes of my healing knee wound.

The more I find my body an amazing creation of God.

The reconstruction of epidermis.

Uh-huh.

Formation of the ugly looking scabs.

And some pinkish-looking skin.

I still feel some pain when I walk.

And the strange "nakedness" of my partially exposed flesh.

Despite its ugliness.

It protects.

No kneeling during mass for the time being.

I know God understands.

Ahh... People.

Hard to tell.

Oh well, whatever.

Girls and Scars

I don't know about you girls out there.

But I, for one,

Am not a fan of scars.

Right now I have a huge, but healing, wound on my left knee.

Size of a 50 pence.

And many bed bug bite marks.

What I'm most concerned..

Is the possible scarring.

The NHS nurse said it's unavoidable.

Sad.

I'm keeping away from all forms of dark soy sauce.

Just in case.

Being Chinese..

I crave for soy sauce when I can't have it.

Keeping watch on my diet these days.

For the sake of reducing scar.

Ahh... GIRLS!

PowerStat, Easy?!

Ha! Ha! Ha!

If PowerStat is so easy,

I wouldn't feel like throwing up,

and tearing my hair out of my scalp!

I feel like giving up on using the spreadsheet.

One formula leads to another.

Perhaps I should explore Arlequin?!?!

 — feeling frustrated.

Nap

My afternoon naps are getting ridiculous.

I slept at 1730.

Woke up at 2000.

Spent half an hour in dizziness.

Now I have half a chicken baking in the oven.

While I try to challenge MS-Excel on PowerStats.

Ho ho ho!

This is my Friday night!!!