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SAVE ME JON

What the hell?

Who in the right mind makes the exams an event on facebook? Like seriously, who plans on NOT going for the exams, or “Still Considering” whether to attend the exams or not? Why in the holy hell do I wanna be “Invited” to a friggin EXAM?

Ah wait. I just clicked on the link and it says the creator is someone called *ahem*. Fine its not a chinese chinabeng then. Regardless, I think its immensely ridiculous, and Tonku Fritatas should be shot.

Oh to my horror, after being away from the lab for a mere 2 days I miss it already.

Oh to my horror…. oh now there I don’t suppose you want me to continue ranting do you?=)

Now would you look at that. An actual picture of my ever elusive room. I dont suppose anyone has ever seen this, haha. Pardont the wires you see there, I’ll sort it out sooner or later. I’m happy to report that I did NOT tidy up before taking this photo, and its been this amazing state in relative comparison to what it used to be when I first moved in =P

Anyway last week I finished about 50% worth my summer projects grade, which included a 25 minute powerpoint presentation I had to give on Friday. Although nervous and rather pessimistic about the outcome(as always) I am happy to report that I kicked ass. ( or so i think I did) My supervisor was happy with what I did and I got “interesting stuff!” from some fellow presenters, and other supervisors as well.

After the happy happy celebrating (more or less alone) on Saturday and Sunday, I returned to my grind.

“Grind? What grind?” you ask.

For the other 50% of my grade my dears. Of which consist of a 8000 word report…and so far I’ve completed a first draft of 5100 words. Pretty close, you might say but my first draft consisted of more or less everything I wanted to talk about already.

Oh the horror.

Oh what’s keeping me occupied? Summer school is. Yea I picked up summer school after finding out that Monash Clayton actually offers Science units for summer school. The unit is GEN3990, and its a third year research unit- sorta like a prelude, or a taste of what honours life is. Its amazing stuff, really- what I’m doing is essentially stuff nobody in this world has done before. My research topic is- The expression of Haemagluttinin protein of H5N1 avian flu in the hairy roots of transgenic plants, which in the long term hopefully will contribute to the generation of edible vaccines for avian flu. Amazing stuff eh? I would seriously elaborate more, but I know it wouldn’t be of much use anyway since it’ll be a whole bunch of science jargon and non of you guys would really take the time or bother to read it. 

Anyway so the only problem is like, I’m kinda stuck with my bacterial transformations at the moment, which don’t seem to be growing. Its stressful, since I’m already behind schedule, and I have a presentation to do this friday and a 1500 word essay due next monday.

Oh yea about why I don’t have my laptop? well it chose an awesome time to like, die on me- just when I need to complete my assignments. Luckily its still on international warranty, so I had guys from HP pick the laptop from my place on Friday last week. Repair would take like, 4-5 days and hence the absence of my laptop for like, a whole friggin week. Awesomeness how karma or whatever it is comes back and smacks you in the face sometimes.

So ends my update. Hopefully Jon’s shiny, not-so-new Mac can lure me back to blog more before the return of my laptop=)  

This morning I found myself going into google maps and actually locating my house. I went a step further and stared at midvalley, 1utama and so on…and I literally found myself pining…yes PINING for them, my house the most. I found myself imagining my front entrance, the living room, the comfortable massage chair, the lazy chair my dad sleeps on on Sunday afternoons with the Star newspaper next to him, my grandmother watching those her chinese serials, my grandfather sitting on his stool reading the newspapers, my mum in the kitchen. I walk up the stairs and burst into my sister’s room, going YOOOOOOOOOOO! finding her busying herselfwith wor(as always) and as she responds, I hear my brother banging away at his drums on the third floor.

Oh I miss home so, so, so much.

Not that I don’t like it here. Despite my entries, I find the engineering bunch extremely entertaining with Roo-bet, HUMP-freeee and Ron Jeremy, to the crazy episodes of Hard Gay and enless DOTA-ing sessions. I would admit that although I still feel rather like an outsider, this few weeks with them has drawn me much closer, for me at least, to the jolly bunch of nuts. I try as much as to fit it, mix around and laugh hard, though I find that even with the effort, it hasn’t really paid off. Ah well. A step at a time. I’m happy with what I have at the moment.

Today’s weather was awesome. it was cool and breezy, with not a hint of sun at all. I am really starting to like the cold, and I seriously cannot fanthom on how I would cope with the heat come summer.You might notice I’m blabbing about everything else under the sun,haha, but yea I am trying to do that. I wanna just…express.I seems like the most therapeutic thing for me right now, to just talk to this unknown reader, if any, about what comes to my mind at the moment. Maybe I do miss times where I could talk to Eric, or Philip, Nima or Maxine, you know? They may not be long talks, nor deep ones, but they are a form of interaction and I find that I cherish them now that I don’t get to do it.

The rainfall taps lightly at the window;

Our eyes meet. Through the darkness she coyly blush.

I reach forward, and our fingers touch-

We draw closer, her fragrance illuminates, ever so sweet

My arms around her, her gaze meets mine

She smiles, just a little;

Eyes close, lips touch, the night complete.

As her hearbeats sound next to mine, a thunder claps-

rudely interrupting whats our private time

But as my eyes open my heart sinks,

Nothing, but sounds of those outside having drinks. 

I shift in my blanket, turning to my side

Pitter, patter. 

The rainfall tapping lightly at my window. 

This stinks. And its really depressing.

I find it sweet that this is actually happening- not many of my friends i know tell me about the whole “oh I love so and so and I did this and that”, not since the oh-so-eventful-days of elc. Oh the flirting and the dropping of hints, the ” OMG do you think she got it?” or “OMG do you think she likes me?” simply was so fun now you think about it. Instead now its “OMG ASSIGNMENT/EXAM/LAB REPORT” which so does not bring the same vibe.

I remember I was such a love nut back in elc that when I had that crush on so-and-so, I actually went online to learn up elvish (LOTR style) and construct a lovey-dovey phrase in that language. Everyone would be like, “whats that?” when they see my msn nickname, and I’ll proudly announce that its elvish. Good god. Throw me in some tight clothing and call me a fag.

Faggy as it ma get, I really miss those days. I kinda wonder what happened to that side of me, regardless of how teenage-love-crush it was. I think we all still need abit of that in our lives. I was laying in bed (and missing my bolster) yesterday when I thought…Oh nevermind what I thought. Dammit this is why blogging doesn’t work that well. I can’t really convey what I’m thinking right now or everyone (especially Jeff) would start laughing at me ” AHAHAHAHA stupid science nerd is being gay!”

I really don’t know where this is going. Yesterday I was online doing my healthy dose of stalking on facebook when I came across this girl whom I thought was like really hot. I showed it to everyone and they were like…she’s fat. I was like “FUCK no she’s got curves man!” and I realised- maybe these guys just like their girls…skinny. I don’t. Skinny girls look weak (my opinion anyway) and I’m an ass man so a girl with no ass is a total turn-off. Okay now calm down I know I’m no Brad Pitt but its just my thoughts okay. I’m just typing as I think, so bear with me. Anyway I’m deviating again. So back to this girl- Wei Xen saw her and he was like “HEY I know this girl! want me to intro?”  I said no like 50,000 times and proceeded to say…”I know what league I’m in”

Which got me thinking, really, What league AM I in? And does it really matter? I mean yea everyone will quickly go’ No of course it doesn’t matter, yada yada” but thats in an IDEAL world.We’re talking about the real world here…and thats the world we live in.

So my first paper was today- Molecular biology. Went pretty well I would have to say, much better than I expected actually. The MCQ section was harder than what I expected, but the short answers section were alot more acceptable. So all in all, its all good =P

The exam hall was so different from Malaysia. We had our exam seatings all pre-given through WES, so there were no idiots crowding around a small signboard, cramming around trying to find their seat. The desk numbers were like numbers you see in high class restaurants- where they are like on a stand and you can see the numbers from both sides. The tables for each person were SO BIG. My god it was the size of like two tables back in Malaysia, and I so friggin loved it. When everyone when in, we all took off our jackets, while in Malaysia everyone will be piling on the jackets.

Also in Malaysia, a fat old man-toad reads out the rules and regulations. Here, a not-so-sexy-but-still-better woman reads it out. Today, I was also lucky since I had my exams in the Monash Engineering Halls- but my next three papers will all be in the Caufield racecourse.

Haha yeap you heard me righ, RACECOURSE. Monash has gotta be the weirdest shit ever- we have our exams in the racecourse. We, students staying in Clayton have to haul our asses all the way to Caufield to sit for a damn paper-_-

Today’s my day off. Making the most of it=)

I’m just worrying that I’m not worrying about the exams enough. First paper’s this Thursday, and I don’t seem to be giving a rat’s ass about it. I mean of course I’m studying and all, but I don’t seem to have that URGENCY that drives me to study harder and all.

I worry about my summer. I’m thinking of taking a summer research project, but again I worry about me writing my report and everything, since the grading of this unit depends all on the report. Its an amazing chance for me to work with scientists who knows their stuff, but it might just hamper my chances of getting into honours even more.

I worry about jobs. Summer jobs. I’m fussy about them. I wanna do something related to my study field, but no one ever employs useless lab rats like us so I’ll probably be stuck doing some stupid restaurant/shopping mall job again which I COMPLETELY HATE. I find it such a waste of time, seriously. It doesn’t contribute to my work experience, really, eventhough it gets me the money.

Everyone tells me to worry less, but I suppose thats just me. I’m a worrier. Here’s to me hoping it doesn’t shave years off my life.