Preparation

Yes,

This chronicle shall continue further. 

It shall be based in Cambridge.

Perhaps it'll take a while before I get started.

Today is the first meeting.

Nervous about meeting my new boss.

A day trip to Cambridge.

Weather is cooling down fast.

Those who know me know I love warm room.

Hopefully the rooms in Fitz will be warm.

Blessedness

Many times I failed to see,

the blessings of being His pampered princess.

The imperfections in me He overlooked,

only seeing me as His beloved.

Ever so faithful is Him,

even when I was unfaithful and went astray.

"How great Thou art!"

My only acclamation of the day,

nothing pleases me more than knowing

that He is near.

He sent me angels to help and comfort me.

And His blessings are overflowing.

As always.

Forever.

This awesome One is the one true God.

All glory and honour and praise be to Him!

The great news is...

I PASSED MY PROJECT MODULE.

 — feeling blessed with Edgar Aristion and 8 others.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.