I think I know why people have suicidal ideation.
Its because of people like him who makes people just wanna give up on everything and die. .
Jump off a roof. Jump in front of a train. Sleep and never wake up. Roll over a window sill.
Because you certainly know how to make people feel worthless and small dont you? Making people end it because theyre never good enough.
That they feel so trapped. That they have nowhere to go.
Im beginning to think he truly is the devil's spawn.
Because no other person in the world has ever made me feel so miserable with just a few words.
I have to keep telling myself that I'll look back on in life and roll my eyes.
But for now...there's so much uncertainty ahead you know? That its all out there. That if I dont cease every opportunity....
Oh God, I need divine intervention. Please grant me strength to go on. Please shut off all these horrible emotions. I dont want to live my days like this.
And it breaks my heart that my family has to see me like this. Because they feel my pain and I dont want them to feel it anymore.
I honestly dont care how I do anymore. I just want to finish it the best that I can without him bugging me like that. Making me feel worthless.
Please help me take things in stride. Help me see that theres more to life than this. Because there is. Please take me out of this tunnel-vision.
I cant take this anymore.
END POST~6.23pm
Monday, March 24, 2008
DIE STUPID MAN DIE!
The last thing I need from my anal sup is his anal prima donna behaviour la. I'm so bloody tempted into submitting my thesis without him even reading it la. I mean he's freaking cramping my style. All he's adding now is stress.
SCREW you for the 'supportive' email you donkey shit. My entire academic career hinges on this and you dare throw your tantrum?
Can you believe he insist on not checking his email over the weekend?
Even though his students need him?
END POST~11.28am
The last thing I need from my anal sup is his anal prima donna behaviour la. I'm so bloody tempted into submitting my thesis without him even reading it la. I mean he's freaking cramping my style. All he's adding now is stress.
SCREW you for the 'supportive' email you donkey shit. My entire academic career hinges on this and you dare throw your tantrum?
Can you believe he insist on not checking his email over the weekend?
Even though his students need him?
END POST~11.28am
Sunday, March 23, 2008
As soon as I clicked "publish post" I started crying.
It sucks that I feel alone. True, everyone else is going through the same thing yet I feel so alone in this. That even though people give me statements of support and stuff..I still feel alone.
And he's trying to make me feel better from where he is..but I cant help wishing he was here. Right now. And that's making me cry even more.
I'm feeling downright miserable and I hope blogging helps. In some weird, unverified way.
I need a hug.
END POST~11.56am
It sucks that I feel alone. True, everyone else is going through the same thing yet I feel so alone in this. That even though people give me statements of support and stuff..I still feel alone.
And he's trying to make me feel better from where he is..but I cant help wishing he was here. Right now. And that's making me cry even more.
I'm feeling downright miserable and I hope blogging helps. In some weird, unverified way.
I need a hug.
END POST~11.56am
I am having a bad bad start to sunday.
I hate it when there's no breakfast. My body went into starvation mode when Im sleeping so the least I can do is to feed it some food to kick start the day. Went to kitchen----open fridge---saw milk---no cereal. NO CEREAL! What happened to the TWO boxes mom bought a couple of days ago? Left with bread. Letfover bread. With what? Peanut butter. Urgh. Then my mom said...eat cake or eat ice-cream la. Thats when I couldnt take it.
YOU ALL CALL ME FAT THEN YOU FEED ME FAT FOOD.
Then dad keeps cooking fat food. Curry curry curry curry curry keema curry beryani..and again and again.
I sound so bloody ungrateful right? At least theres food at home..I know. And if I truly was hungry, I'd have eaten anything w/o complaining. But Im also trying so hard to start my day healthy and it bugs me that I dont have the support at home. So the rest of them have high metabolic rates and can afford to eat junk breakfast or skip it. NOT ME.
Ok, this angsty post is coming from somewhere.
You know where? Because I WASTED THE WHOLE OF SAT outside. Dyed my hair (WHICH IS DISASTROUS, BY THE WAY).
Tried shopping for formal pants (BUT I CANT FIT INTO THE LARGEST SIZE AT ALL)
Went home and wanted to do work to end the day productive. HAD HEADACHE FROM THE STUPID HAIRDYE SMELL OR SMT.
Went to sleep so darn early at 10.30pm and told myself I'd wake up at 6.30/7 to start work.
WOKE UP AT 10.30.
And to top it off, im having my freaking period which is freaking irritating cos its causing me cramps and backflow. URGHHHHHHH! I HATE BACKFLOW.
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe...
Things will get better.Things will get better...
NOT WHEN MY THESIS DRAFT IS DUE THIS FRIDAY AND I HAVE NOTHING TYPED!
I think. I. Am. On. The. Brink. Of. A. Panic. Attack.
END POST~11.42am
I hate it when there's no breakfast. My body went into starvation mode when Im sleeping so the least I can do is to feed it some food to kick start the day. Went to kitchen----open fridge---saw milk---no cereal. NO CEREAL! What happened to the TWO boxes mom bought a couple of days ago? Left with bread. Letfover bread. With what? Peanut butter. Urgh. Then my mom said...eat cake or eat ice-cream la. Thats when I couldnt take it.
YOU ALL CALL ME FAT THEN YOU FEED ME FAT FOOD.
Then dad keeps cooking fat food. Curry curry curry curry curry keema curry beryani..and again and again.
I sound so bloody ungrateful right? At least theres food at home..I know. And if I truly was hungry, I'd have eaten anything w/o complaining. But Im also trying so hard to start my day healthy and it bugs me that I dont have the support at home. So the rest of them have high metabolic rates and can afford to eat junk breakfast or skip it. NOT ME.
Ok, this angsty post is coming from somewhere.
You know where? Because I WASTED THE WHOLE OF SAT outside. Dyed my hair (WHICH IS DISASTROUS, BY THE WAY).
Tried shopping for formal pants (BUT I CANT FIT INTO THE LARGEST SIZE AT ALL)
Went home and wanted to do work to end the day productive. HAD HEADACHE FROM THE STUPID HAIRDYE SMELL OR SMT.
Went to sleep so darn early at 10.30pm and told myself I'd wake up at 6.30/7 to start work.
WOKE UP AT 10.30.
And to top it off, im having my freaking period which is freaking irritating cos its causing me cramps and backflow. URGHHHHHHH! I HATE BACKFLOW.
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe...
Things will get better.Things will get better...
NOT WHEN MY THESIS DRAFT IS DUE THIS FRIDAY AND I HAVE NOTHING TYPED!
I think. I. Am. On. The. Brink. Of. A. Panic. Attack.
END POST~11.42am
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Ive been feeling lethargic lately. It started yesterday but I dismissed it as 'aftershock' from the days before when I slept irregularly. So yesterday, I slept in. Wait a sec. I dont remember what happened yesterday. Oh my goodness. What was I doing yesterday? It was wed...I was....OH! Okay. Yeah, so I slept in because I felt I deserved it. But that didnt seem to alleviate the drowsiness. So I did as much as I could to ensure Wed didnt go to waste by completing the P&C quiz and a bit of the project. I hoped today would be different.
Yet, the same thing happened. I was supposed to head to school early to print stuff and all but I just couldnt get up. And even now, my body is feeling so tired. I slept enough. I ate enough. I exercised. Why am I feeling like this? Could it be PMS? Is lethargy and a tad of nausea at night part of it?
Other than these symptoms, I feel fine. Could it be that Im weaning myself off caffeine? Hmm. Cos Ive been downing and average of 2.5 cups of tea from mid last week till mon. Perhaps.
Either way, I pray that my body can snap out of this soon..
I have something big planned for my birthday. It is my gift to myself :)
And Insha-Allah, it will materialise.
END POST~9.57pm
Yet, the same thing happened. I was supposed to head to school early to print stuff and all but I just couldnt get up. And even now, my body is feeling so tired. I slept enough. I ate enough. I exercised. Why am I feeling like this? Could it be PMS? Is lethargy and a tad of nausea at night part of it?
Other than these symptoms, I feel fine. Could it be that Im weaning myself off caffeine? Hmm. Cos Ive been downing and average of 2.5 cups of tea from mid last week till mon. Perhaps.
Either way, I pray that my body can snap out of this soon..
I have something big planned for my birthday. It is my gift to myself :)
And Insha-Allah, it will materialise.
END POST~9.57pm
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Im halfway through my thesis.
No, Im just kidding. Oh what a cruel joke to play on myself.
Im barely started la! But all that will change in the next couple of days as thesis becomes priority number 1. No more nasty little midterm tests/assignment to deal with. Well, except for just 2 stuff but its for my breadth so worse come to worse, S/U!
:)
In order ascending order of dateline:
1) P&C quiz---20%
(take home quiz! So cool right? MCQ some more. But super tricky la)
2) THESIS--------- 300%
3) P&C project------20%
4) Exams
5) Freedom!
Although I suspect 1) is 10 % and 3) is 30%. Ah well!
END POST~1.23pm
No, Im just kidding. Oh what a cruel joke to play on myself.
Im barely started la! But all that will change in the next couple of days as thesis becomes priority number 1. No more nasty little midterm tests/assignment to deal with. Well, except for just 2 stuff but its for my breadth so worse come to worse, S/U!
:)
In order ascending order of dateline:
1) P&C quiz---20%
(take home quiz! So cool right? MCQ some more. But super tricky la)
2) THESIS--------- 300%
3) P&C project------20%
4) Exams
5) Freedom!
Although I suspect 1) is 10 % and 3) is 30%. Ah well!
END POST~1.23pm
Monday, March 17, 2008
My patience has been pushed to the limit. I think I'm being tested.
First a wedding downstairs. 6 hours of loud, obnoxious, nauseating music (that my grandma really puked at 3am later). It was unrelentless. Why cant they be considerate enough to at least put a bloody notice at the lift lobby or smt to warn people abt the 'festivities'. Ok la. Granted, it is a happy occassion that they'd wanna share to the whole wide world. But think abt all the angsty, limited-for-time students who have massive amounts of work to cram for. And for old ladies who cannot take the non-stop pulsating music. Ya, we saw you preparing the tables and stuff...but AT LEAST PUT UP A NOTICE and tell us from what time to what time our lives would be disrupted so we wont feel so helpless and foolishly anticipate that it'd be over in a few hours only. 6 hours is too much man.
I dont think I want to hold mine at the void deck. Even if I do, it'll be peaceful, relaxing music mostly. Anyway...
Then today. Dah lah I slept at 3 plus am and woke up at 7am then back to sleep...and woke up at 10am knowing that a whole load of work awaits me. Fine. BUT that i had to be RUDELY awaken by DRILLING. Thats going on even now. WHAT THE? Why cant they PUT UP A NOTICE? Oh my gosh. So at least we wont be jolted la. Why must they (i cant even ascertain which level they come from) put up a notice saying "Hello, Im XX from the X floor. I would like to notify you bla bla bla...As such, I apologise for any inconvenience caused..Feel free to pop by after the works are over and see how much money we've put in to make your lives miserable for a few hours-But at least we've warned you so you can put in your ear plugs at the appropriate time", or smt like that la.
SIGH. Thank goodness I have earplugs. The orange 3M ones.
GRIT TEETH AND STUDY farah...it'll be over soon....
END POST~10.27am
First a wedding downstairs. 6 hours of loud, obnoxious, nauseating music (that my grandma really puked at 3am later). It was unrelentless. Why cant they be considerate enough to at least put a bloody notice at the lift lobby or smt to warn people abt the 'festivities'. Ok la. Granted, it is a happy occassion that they'd wanna share to the whole wide world. But think abt all the angsty, limited-for-time students who have massive amounts of work to cram for. And for old ladies who cannot take the non-stop pulsating music. Ya, we saw you preparing the tables and stuff...but AT LEAST PUT UP A NOTICE and tell us from what time to what time our lives would be disrupted so we wont feel so helpless and foolishly anticipate that it'd be over in a few hours only. 6 hours is too much man.
I dont think I want to hold mine at the void deck. Even if I do, it'll be peaceful, relaxing music mostly. Anyway...
Then today. Dah lah I slept at 3 plus am and woke up at 7am then back to sleep...and woke up at 10am knowing that a whole load of work awaits me. Fine. BUT that i had to be RUDELY awaken by DRILLING. Thats going on even now. WHAT THE? Why cant they PUT UP A NOTICE? Oh my gosh. So at least we wont be jolted la. Why must they (i cant even ascertain which level they come from) put up a notice saying "Hello, Im XX from the X floor. I would like to notify you bla bla bla...As such, I apologise for any inconvenience caused..Feel free to pop by after the works are over and see how much money we've put in to make your lives miserable for a few hours-But at least we've warned you so you can put in your ear plugs at the appropriate time", or smt like that la.
SIGH. Thank goodness I have earplugs. The orange 3M ones.
GRIT TEETH AND STUDY farah...it'll be over soon....
END POST~10.27am
Saturday, March 15, 2008
I think it's pretty much official that the void deck of the block opposite mine is a watering hole for a bunch of drunk, tone deaf people.
Its been 3 weeks in a row that they just sit at the stone tables, drink and make noise on sat/sun.
But quite entertaining la. Cos sometimes I just laugh at their nonsense.
Im almost done with psych assessment. Alhamdulillah! Like finally! How many posts have I talked abt it? So yay! All that's left is to cut down 55 words. And if I really cant, I'll just let it be. I mean she cant possibly be so particular right? Its just 55 words! Come on..show some mercy..
Psychophysio. Where do I start? I was thinking of driving down to sch tmr to check out the anatomy books but then I realise that itd be so ridiculous. How different can that anatomy book be different from the ones I have at home? Besides, the super-majorly important diagrams are probably scanned into the lecture notes, right? Hmm. See how..
Insha-Allah I'll do well for both the report and the test ahead!
END POST~9.18pm
Its been 3 weeks in a row that they just sit at the stone tables, drink and make noise on sat/sun.
But quite entertaining la. Cos sometimes I just laugh at their nonsense.
Im almost done with psych assessment. Alhamdulillah! Like finally! How many posts have I talked abt it? So yay! All that's left is to cut down 55 words. And if I really cant, I'll just let it be. I mean she cant possibly be so particular right? Its just 55 words! Come on..show some mercy..
Psychophysio. Where do I start? I was thinking of driving down to sch tmr to check out the anatomy books but then I realise that itd be so ridiculous. How different can that anatomy book be different from the ones I have at home? Besides, the super-majorly important diagrams are probably scanned into the lecture notes, right? Hmm. See how..
Insha-Allah I'll do well for both the report and the test ahead!
END POST~9.18pm
This baby girl is such a darling :)
She's only 17 months and she can read! As in read words randomly shown to her, which is extremely incredible!
http://video.msn.com/?mkt=en-us&vid=400a8dd5-902a-4d71-882c-7da7b8b7cc1f&playlist=videoByUuids:uuids:c044d322-a4f6-4a38-925a-12d01ef81fb8%2C33eaf98e-57f9-4ece-a7a6-eeadf1f18bcc%2C2225f56a-2069-4a77-b75d-b82504dea5f6&from=MSNHP&tab=m17>1=28114
Aside: I will finish the darn psych ass report by today! Must must must!
END POST~12.11pm
She's only 17 months and she can read! As in read words randomly shown to her, which is extremely incredible!
http://video.msn.com/?mkt=en-us&vid=400a8dd5-902a-4d71-882c-7da7b8b7cc1f&playlist=videoByUuids:uuids:c044d322-a4f6-4a38-925a-12d01ef81fb8%2C33eaf98e-57f9-4ece-a7a6-eeadf1f18bcc%2C2225f56a-2069-4a77-b75d-b82504dea5f6&from=MSNHP&tab=m17>1=28114
Aside: I will finish the darn psych ass report by today! Must must must!
END POST~12.11pm
Friday, March 14, 2008
Haiyo....I'm so sick of typing my psych ass report. I was supposed to complete the darn thing on wed. Then I decided to complete it on thurs. And now it's Fri morn and Im still type type typing.
At first I thought to myself, how on earth I can possibly come up with 1500 words for this assignment. Haiyo. Now Ive broken past the 1000 word marker and Im still left with another 3 sections! Which means I have to go back and painfully cut out bits from the earlier sections.
Boo.
I just want to get this done. I havent even started on psychophysio!
HELP!
END POST~11.09am
At first I thought to myself, how on earth I can possibly come up with 1500 words for this assignment. Haiyo. Now Ive broken past the 1000 word marker and Im still left with another 3 sections! Which means I have to go back and painfully cut out bits from the earlier sections.
Boo.
I just want to get this done. I havent even started on psychophysio!
HELP!
END POST~11.09am
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Alhamdulillah, I just got a call to inform me I've made it to the final stage of selection for this job.
I was really happy considering I thought I didnt do well in the first 2 rounds...
But I dont know why. A part of me is feeling really heavy. I mean, granted, making it to the next round is really really good since the selection is super rigorous la! But suddenly, everything seems to be moving so quickly.
And not a word from any of the organisations to which I had applied for a psych position.
And that depresses me a little. And as I type this, there's a lump in my throat. And I keep hearing the voice of a certain peer who says that the first job should be a psych job, and from another that a first job should carry a good title.
Or this. Or that. Nye nye nye. People's comments affect me more than I thought. Worse, if I get a non-psych job, people will ask me what happened to my plans. People will ask how come youre not pursuing psych. Bla. Bla. Bla. Bla. Bla.
And then I worry. If I dont get a psych job this year, if I wait till 3-4 years later, by then, due to the sheer fact that the number of psych undergraduates are growing by the year, the market would be too saturated and I would have missed the opportunity.
Of course, I could go for further studies and then with a Masters, finding a job would be easier (I think) but still....
Why is it that people are getting calls for psych jobs and Im not? Am I not good enough? Is my CV bad? Are my results not good enough?
Or simply, is this not what God has installed for me?
Why am I feeling resentment? Why am I feeling bitterness when this isnt what I want to feel at all. I have to believe that everything happens for a reason. I have to.
Im frightened.
Im really scared.
I want people to stop asking me about jobs already. I want people to stop giving me the pathetic stares they give when I tell them Im not getting replies. I want people to stop asking me why.
Im not ready for this now.
I want to stop time.
I just want to live out the rest of my undergraduate days not thinking about the future.
I want to live in the present.
I need to let go and leave it to Allah. If its meant to be, its meant to be.
I can just pray that whatever the outcome is, I'd have tried as hard as I can, and I'd have made decisions in my life that I wont regret, nor would any peers make me regret.
Breathe.
I need to let go. I need to embrace things which come my way as a blessing and that it happens for a reason that only God knows.
Breathe
END POST~1.17pm
I was really happy considering I thought I didnt do well in the first 2 rounds...
But I dont know why. A part of me is feeling really heavy. I mean, granted, making it to the next round is really really good since the selection is super rigorous la! But suddenly, everything seems to be moving so quickly.
And not a word from any of the organisations to which I had applied for a psych position.
And that depresses me a little. And as I type this, there's a lump in my throat. And I keep hearing the voice of a certain peer who says that the first job should be a psych job, and from another that a first job should carry a good title.
Or this. Or that. Nye nye nye. People's comments affect me more than I thought. Worse, if I get a non-psych job, people will ask me what happened to my plans. People will ask how come youre not pursuing psych. Bla. Bla. Bla. Bla. Bla.
And then I worry. If I dont get a psych job this year, if I wait till 3-4 years later, by then, due to the sheer fact that the number of psych undergraduates are growing by the year, the market would be too saturated and I would have missed the opportunity.
Of course, I could go for further studies and then with a Masters, finding a job would be easier (I think) but still....
Why is it that people are getting calls for psych jobs and Im not? Am I not good enough? Is my CV bad? Are my results not good enough?
Or simply, is this not what God has installed for me?
Why am I feeling resentment? Why am I feeling bitterness when this isnt what I want to feel at all. I have to believe that everything happens for a reason. I have to.
Im frightened.
Im really scared.
I want people to stop asking me about jobs already. I want people to stop giving me the pathetic stares they give when I tell them Im not getting replies. I want people to stop asking me why.
Im not ready for this now.
I want to stop time.
I just want to live out the rest of my undergraduate days not thinking about the future.
I want to live in the present.
I need to let go and leave it to Allah. If its meant to be, its meant to be.
I can just pray that whatever the outcome is, I'd have tried as hard as I can, and I'd have made decisions in my life that I wont regret, nor would any peers make me regret.
Breathe.
I need to let go. I need to embrace things which come my way as a blessing and that it happens for a reason that only God knows.
Breathe
END POST~1.17pm
Ok, quite a productive day today. Ive managed to lay out all the necessary stuff for my psych assessment report. In my mind, I kinda know where I'm going and what to include and how I'll make it flow into a solid paper, Insha-Allah, but oh...its 12.30-ish in the morning! If I type now, I'll inevitably want to get it done with before I sleep. But being the perfectionist that I am (ok, only when I have an inkling that I can still salvage my grade then I'm uber perfectionistic), I'll mull over every single statement that I type because I want it to be a super report- not some chin chye report-I may possibly end up not sleeping at all!
Oh the woes of student-hood.
Hmm. Sleep it is then! I shall wake up early for subuh and continue before leaving for sch.
Insha-Allah, this is a wise decision!
END POST~12.34am
Oh the woes of student-hood.
Hmm. Sleep it is then! I shall wake up early for subuh and continue before leaving for sch.
Insha-Allah, this is a wise decision!
END POST~12.34am
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
And so, for the first time today, I drove my sis to work-went home-left for school and back, braving the heavy rain, all by myself!
:) :) :)
One small step for me but it feels so good to regain my confidence on the road :)
Thank God for protecting me from harm/danger..Alhamdulillah~
Ohh, and I didnt have to pay erp or for carpark. On the down side, I think I burnt 10 bucks worth of petrol la. But ok la. Its not everyday I drive.
Tasks for today:
- Finish data entry in 1 hrs time
- Read psychophysio
Onward!
END POST~6.28pm
:) :) :)
One small step for me but it feels so good to regain my confidence on the road :)
Thank God for protecting me from harm/danger..Alhamdulillah~
Ohh, and I didnt have to pay erp or for carpark. On the down side, I think I burnt 10 bucks worth of petrol la. But ok la. Its not everyday I drive.
Tasks for today:
- Finish data entry in 1 hrs time
- Read psychophysio
Onward!
END POST~6.28pm
Monday, March 10, 2008
Just met the sup just now. Okay la. I do have some serious work to do for analysis.
Like understanding what's going on! I mean I guess I can graph the necessary interactions (after I beg fellow lab mates to help/check) and stuff but what on earth do they mean?? Interpreting could be a big issue here...
Then the dreaded test next Tues! I pray pray pray that the class decides to push the test back because there is no way I can
1) Finish my analyses by this week
2) Study for the psychophyshio test
3) Complete my psych ass report
BY THE END OF THIS WEEK?!
Oh God. Help me.
END POST~5.32pm
Like understanding what's going on! I mean I guess I can graph the necessary interactions (after I beg fellow lab mates to help/check) and stuff but what on earth do they mean?? Interpreting could be a big issue here...
Then the dreaded test next Tues! I pray pray pray that the class decides to push the test back because there is no way I can
1) Finish my analyses by this week
2) Study for the psychophyshio test
3) Complete my psych ass report
BY THE END OF THIS WEEK?!
Oh God. Help me.
END POST~5.32pm
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Thesis needs to be done before my birthday. That is my personal dateline.
But before that, care and attention must be given to analysing the darn stats.
But before that, I need to finish a report and study for a test (which includes almost every thing. Might as well give me the finals right. Sheesh.)
So, I, farah, must learn to compartmentalise and multi-task.
Must do these concurrently or face the repercussions.
Need to grow up.
Fast.
END POST~8.17pm
But before that, care and attention must be given to analysing the darn stats.
But before that, I need to finish a report and study for a test (which includes almost every thing. Might as well give me the finals right. Sheesh.)
So, I, farah, must learn to compartmentalise and multi-task.
Must do these concurrently or face the repercussions.
Need to grow up.
Fast.
END POST~8.17pm
Saturday, March 08, 2008
Ok, I know Im supposed to be doing work considering my unwritten thesis is due in about 3 weeks, but I couldnt help watching the clin/obam debate on youtube.
I cannot tahan that woman. She is rude, aggressive and plain irritating. I am not familiar with their domestic healthcare plans nor other domestic issues but judging by her body language and tone of voice throughout the debate, I cannot help but shudder in fear at the prospect of having someone seemingly uber temperamental as the pres of the us! Her attitude compared to the poised, composed and eloquent obama definitely gives her away as a hot-headed person who yacks too much (She kept interrupting the mediator, while obama looked on with admirable patience).
Sheesh! So what if she can be the first woman us pres? Her administration could be as hasty as the previous one. Who cares about experience? They need a level headed person. It'd be nice to see a calm leader than a leader who perpetually exudes the 'tough cookie' aura.
I think the world is sick of iron-fisted approach to politics.
Time for change. Soft-power, people. Soft-power.
END POST~6.15pm
I cannot tahan that woman. She is rude, aggressive and plain irritating. I am not familiar with their domestic healthcare plans nor other domestic issues but judging by her body language and tone of voice throughout the debate, I cannot help but shudder in fear at the prospect of having someone seemingly uber temperamental as the pres of the us! Her attitude compared to the poised, composed and eloquent obama definitely gives her away as a hot-headed person who yacks too much (She kept interrupting the mediator, while obama looked on with admirable patience).
Sheesh! So what if she can be the first woman us pres? Her administration could be as hasty as the previous one. Who cares about experience? They need a level headed person. It'd be nice to see a calm leader than a leader who perpetually exudes the 'tough cookie' aura.
I think the world is sick of iron-fisted approach to politics.
Time for change. Soft-power, people. Soft-power.
END POST~6.15pm
Thursday, March 06, 2008
I missed my perfumes and cosmetics class for the 3rd time. Sigh. I overslept. Must have been the weather and the late nights.
Things have been looking up for me and I think its something to do with my faith being restored.
In pacticular,
1) presentation for human psychophysio went really well. I think i can safely say that its the best presentation Ive done in nus. I had fun, I knew the material well, I didnt fumble as much and you know what's the icing on the cake? So far, we're the highest in class :)
2) my sup wrote a super nice email to me (judging by his history). He did a preliminary analysis of my data and encouraged me to stick to my previous research question! The menstrual cycle thing may work out in the end! Insha-Allah.
3) 2nd round for this job application...I felt really good after everything. Drained, but good. Not because I think I did well, but good because for once, I gave it my all and was as honest as I could be. So if im really meant for this job and this job is meant for me, then great. Otherwise, Im really ok if I dont make it through to the final stage. After all, I gave it my best shot and that is what's most important.
4) I finally found myself a black jacket and for such a steal of a price :)
5) I came home last night to find an envelope with familiar handwriting and a scent that made me tear, after a long tiring day. A b'day card from my Najib. It said 'Do not open until 25 mar". So I didnt. But for now, just sniffing the comforting smell is enough.
Alhamdulillah. For everything.
END POST~1.43pm
Things have been looking up for me and I think its something to do with my faith being restored.
In pacticular,
1) presentation for human psychophysio went really well. I think i can safely say that its the best presentation Ive done in nus. I had fun, I knew the material well, I didnt fumble as much and you know what's the icing on the cake? So far, we're the highest in class :)
2) my sup wrote a super nice email to me (judging by his history). He did a preliminary analysis of my data and encouraged me to stick to my previous research question! The menstrual cycle thing may work out in the end! Insha-Allah.
3) 2nd round for this job application...I felt really good after everything. Drained, but good. Not because I think I did well, but good because for once, I gave it my all and was as honest as I could be. So if im really meant for this job and this job is meant for me, then great. Otherwise, Im really ok if I dont make it through to the final stage. After all, I gave it my best shot and that is what's most important.
4) I finally found myself a black jacket and for such a steal of a price :)
5) I came home last night to find an envelope with familiar handwriting and a scent that made me tear, after a long tiring day. A b'day card from my Najib. It said 'Do not open until 25 mar". So I didnt. But for now, just sniffing the comforting smell is enough.
Alhamdulillah. For everything.
END POST~1.43pm