March 29, 2011

emotion-less


The centrifuge spins so fast. The blood components feel like they have to spin too -- following the machine. If they do not do that, they will make the wall of the machine bloody. Splat. Splat. Splat.

The world spins so fast and you have to spin with it. When the time goes by seems to get faster and faster, you will sometimes feel like tumbling down. Like a little kid -- doing that helicopter spin.

Just the difference between you and the kid, is that you have tasks squeezed in between your spin. 


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Sometimes I feel like working with other human being is too complicated and tiring. Many people love to make their own judgement. Some of them even decide on something without taking into account how other people would feel about it, or what consequences it would give to others. How selfish is that? Iamnotpointinganyoneparticularly.

Sometimes I feel that I get along with some people easily as if it was always meant to be. But when I want to go depth into emotions -- like sharing feelings or spilling secrets, suddenly I realize that there is a line I should never have crossed it in the first place. Or else I will be exposing the pathetic and fragile sides of me. 


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Every once in a while I ask myself,

How far I must go until I arrive?




DIAPPOINTMENT. It happens all the time. Almost every single day.

When you ran your heart out to catch up with the bus -- which delivers the students to academic buildings, but you did not make it. When you were in line to use the washing machine and the machine broke down on that particular time. When you swamped your brain out studying for microbiology test but ended being just below average.

Yes, it happens all the times. The least we could do, well ... I could do, is put on a bright smile on that frowned face and say,

ALLAH KNOWS BEST. 

ALLAH SAYANG KAMU. :)

So, here I am, trying to smile away all by myself. Cheer up! 


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March 16, 2011

eicosanoids


Typical semester.





Okay, I am so lazy right now. I have a quiz tomorrow and I just started studying for it about an hour ago. This is the time where I would wish for a photographic memory, or a twin sister who is 50 times smarter than me. How cool would that be?

Life would definitely be much easier if I have a photographic memory. No more extra hours revision or late at night studying. No need to ask someone over and over again for their addresses or birthdays. And I would definitely can skip class to go back home and sleep.

Eh. But ... If I have such memory, I would remember everything traumatic and depressing. Then I would have a hard time moving on and enjoy the life the way I am supposed to. Ahh. Rubbish. We were born to forget. That is why we can live the next day without dwelling on bad memories.

Oh God! What am I doing here? I should be concentrating on the eicosanoids notes.

Okay. Quit writing craps and start studying!



Dear quiz,

Please be nice to me. Will you? Please ~




March 9, 2011

fiction


[Note 1 : This post is dedicated to Cafe Owner, the organizer of a grand writing contest.]

[Note 2 : Nonsense post ahead. Step back if you do not want to ruin your day.]


Read the question here.


On my way through the layers of sky, I had this strange sensation and feeling. I saw myself with a very long red bandana -- equipped with swords and magnum guns, as I navigated a pirate ship across the sea horizon while eating an awesome sandwich. I was the captain of the ship, of course. WITH 999999999999999000 LOYAL PIRATE CREWMATES. YO! WHAT'S UP. 


The love of that new place started to grow in me. And I was ready to let go of my previous life.


When suddenly ...


I heard an aunty said, "Oh, I feel sorry for the first officer -- he is never going to make a Captain now."


I was like, "Oh, sheeeeesh! Am I suffering from delusional disorder?"


That was just actually a technical difficulty, and the second officer -- an established Captain, most probably -- had successfully fixed the problem. I believe most of the female passengers fall into this cool Captain. Includingmeofcourse.


People, let me put this clearly. I trusted my Pilot from the very beginning. I would rather choose to trust his word when he said ...


"Hello everyone. This is your captain speaking. We will be on our way in a few minutes. We expect a very smooth flight when we get above the clouds. The first officer will be at the controls today. You will hear more from him later when we get closer to our destination. Please enjoy the flight. Thank you."


... rather than,


"To all passengers, please fasten your seat belt. Because we are in scared to death -- danger zone!"


So Trex, I know this is not the story you wanted to hear. Haha. 


p/s 1:
My train of thought is so bad. I tend to jump from one idea to another. Which is the answer to why I cannot write stories. An understandable one, I mean.




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An unrelated story. I know a few girls who respond to something spontaneously and the respond will always be a funny one. Want an example?


Girl 1 :
Eh, kalau bertunang tak elok heboh heboh kan. Betul tak?


Girl 2 :
Tapi bukan ke orang kena tau jugak? Sebab kan dalam Quran cakap berdosa bertunang atas tunangan orang. Kalau orang tau kita dah bertunang, takde lah dia nak meminang lagi.


Girl 1 :
Hmm ... tak tau lah. Eh, nak tau tak, kalau lelaki cakap nak kahwin, lepas tu kita cakap 'Ya', macam tu pun dah kira bertunang tau.


Girl 2 :
Yeke? Eh, kalau macam tu kita dah bertunang seribu kali lah!




LOLx at Girl 2. Tak boleh blah.







March 5, 2011

quickly



Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.


I like to study in the morning. Early in the morning. The affinity seems higher and everything seems much easier in the morning. Alhamdulillah. :)


But I know ...


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40 x.


Ameen~


Okay, nak pergi baca notes sket. Satu subtopic pun takpe lah. Hehe.




p/s 1 :
Nasib baik saya pandai copy paste. Kalau tak, jenuh nak tulis 40 kali.
p/s 2 :
Cafe owner, nak postpone lagi boleh? Hehe.



. snape's potion class : in memories . :'(

. dumbledore's army .