I remembered someone once told me that he wrote the contents of his blog before he thought up the title. That was so long ago, and that person is no longer around anymore. I remember it like it was only a few days ago, yet my friend has gone for more than a year. Reminded me of the story book analogy i had for life. People come and go around you, and you think that you are all connected up to the very last page of the book. Then a character dies and you realize it isn't so fictional anymore. You may feel like your parents would be with you every page of the way, then you realize that when their pages are up, you still have a good long read left. You get slapped in the face again. At least it woke you up more than any splash of cold water would. And the sting lasts longer than you hoped.
Herba Centipedae
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Finally submitted my lists of preferred final year project titles. I thought it funny that my 3rd choice was something i wanted more than my 2nd choice. I think i am starting to get my priorities all mixed up. I guess everybody except the lady who sells bun in the cafeteria had the same 1st choice as i did. Combined effects of photodynamic therapy on cancer cells. The lecturer said he would line us all up under the scorching sun and let the unmelted one have the privilege of his hot-cake of a title.
A torrent of assignments is behind the floodgate for me. Better get around to finishing my 20-page literature for cytotoxicity in some weird plant from Johor soon. This is not the place to rant lest the object of my curses happen to read this. It is easy enough to Google 'hodilun', 'hates', 'me' and be directed here. I would be risking my last 2 semesters here. And i anticipate to graduate with my head still attached.
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