The future

I had a great chat with a friend today about my future. I said after my masters, I would just like to work and buy a house, a car and travel. But he said, continue study lah. He said I am lucky because my life is still suitable to become a student. My dad still be working for another 7 years, my mum is still healthy, i have my own room, and i get to use the car. unlike some who had to work because they need to help their family or they do not have the funds to further it..

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Sigh.. I just want to say they are wrong, but they are right, even though my dad is like raging bull in the house, its not like he is a raging bull all the time just when there is no ciggarettes around, mothers are naturally worried about their children, so white lies could cover that up, siblings are annoying, but just locking the door of our own rooms should do the trick.

Hmm... I mean why not right.. might as well got straight to the finish line.. I mean I struggled in diploma and still graduated, I hated my college (cough.. KUTPM cough MSU cough SUCKS) but I still graduated, I felt like jumping off the top floor of the building but I never even been to the top floor yet...so why not right?..

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I am just about to finish my 2 semester, so I almost have a year left to do my research. GULP!!!!

One of the fears about PhD is that, I have to be a student again, for another 4 years. meaning still depending on parents, still living with them, still driving the old old old car. I will be 30 by the time I finished my PhD, which means I was a student for 23 years. I will have all the degree that a person would have if they just never stopped studying. Secondary School, Diploma, Degree, Masters, and Phd. Our wall is already full with my convocation pictures.....

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Another thing is that I do not want to do my PhD outside Malaysia, even though everybody is telling me to do it in the US or UK. But I like what I have in Malaysia now, I had lived in another country before for 3.5 years, I have the experienced of being a minority. I like what I have now, I like the friends I made now, I liked the people I met now, I like my blog very much and I am so thankfull for those who actually reads it.

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Hmm maybe I need time to think about it, I have 1 more year left before I finish my masters, maybe I will have an answer by then

Just a Day..

Today as you all know is Maulidur Rasul, the prophet Muhammad S.A.W birthday, so its a public holiday in Malaysia. Many people chose to take Friday's off so that they would have a long weekend. Today I also had to wake up quite early because I had to drive my parents to the airport, they had a wedding to attend in Indonesia. Today started off quite well, received a long telephone call from a loved one and it really did start up a good day for me. It was agreed that we go out later in the afternoon, so I schedule my plans around that time. Alas our planned did not go on as planned, so I ended up spending my evening bored and played Warcraft 3 to death. I was kinda pissed off, but then I can't because I did not have a legit reason to get angry. I mean explanation was given, I received 2 missed calls that were 15 minutes a part, but I could not hear it because the volume of my ring tone was too low, and a prior warning was also stated that is had a chance to not happen but I guess I got carried away with the excitement.. again. I really should just stop and think about these things again, instead of just getting carried away. So I was kinda pissed off since I can't get pissed off because there is nothing to get pissed off which just really pisses me off. So I decided to take a nap, at 7pm. Not exactly a wise choice because I ended up confusing reality and dreams. I was not sure if I sms or answered the phone in my dreams or when I was awake. It was very confusing, but I guess when you miss someone presence, it tend to get carried on to your dreams. I guess my subconscious felt the same way too. They say if you are angry, you just lie down and sleep. I did and woke up feeling cranky. So I took a shower and wanted to go to McD. I woke up around 10pm you know, but my expanding waist and shrinking wallet, prodded me to just make something in the kitchen. Unlike the rest of my siblings, I do no say there is nothing to eat, when the fridge and pantry is full of food.

First course, a simple slightly burned chicken franks baked in a toasted oven, smothered with chili sauce and covered with bread. Simple, tasty, but I was still hungry

So I decided to make omelet bodoh. Weird name right, but it was my mom's way of describing a food that is prepared with out adding anything in it other that spices . So basically this omelet is just eggs, pepper, chili flakes, salt and full cream milk. I think I added too much milk because I had to go to the toilet after eating it. I am a little bit lactose intolerant and only full cream milk was available at that time. Or maybe because I was just eating emotionally. At least the hot dog were baked and the omelet was cooked without oil, so I felt less guilty ;). Tomorrow is another day, my DNA extraction kit will arrived (hopefully) and I could extract my T. gondii parasite and then run it through PCR (polymerase chain reaction) to amplify the DNA. My other supervisor waited for me to genomic DNA.. sigh. Its going to be one messy looking DNA because I did not (too slow to order) have the polycarbonate filter to separate the white blood cells from the parasite. White blood cells is one of the cells that contains DNA. So if both parasite and WBCs are present the genomic DNA picture won't be as nice.