Taking a short break from
study. I’m writing this to clear my mind a bit.
There were some ups and downs
for these past two days. Giha called me in the midst of yesterday’s morning
rush just to make sure that I’ve already woken up. I think it was kind of
funny. But I do have a habit of waking up very late, plus my sleeping disorder
lately.
I love order…I love being in
order. And I love doing something in an orderly manner. But my life is
currently in turbulence, literally. It was all a mess. And I’m trying my utmost
best to put myself in order again.
We were scheduled for a
practical session for our project. After listening to our supervisor’s lengthy
explanation, I let out a huge sigh. The whole procedure was complicated, and
laborious to say the least.
We need to cross-pollinate
the flowers, observe its progeny, and build molecular markers. It’s a tedious
work. We even will be having a work-station erected just outside the Persaintek
room for the sake of our project.
We will wear a spacesuit-like
dress, and we’ll be belting the hell out of all that filthy germs that have the
guts to pollute our sacred pollens. And we’ll defeat them. Definitely. We’ll
emerge victorious in the end. This is our war. I’m getting ridiculous here.
On the way home, Freddy asked
whether we knew possible good students from the current junior batch, because
he wanted to screen them out for his future project. I joked that maybe we were
all vetted by him in the first place?
To which, surprisingly, he
answered yes.
He revealed that my name was
recommended to him by our head of department. No wonder he personally invited
me to do this project with him. It was such an honour…I promise not to let him
down. I’ll give my best.
Back in faculty, I came
across Azizul and Farah. We were having a casual conversation when Dr Aida
approached and interrupted us. She asked whether I told something to our junior
crop of students, to which I denied.
She revealed that her class
was almost empty (15 students out of maximum quota of 50) and this was due to a
mischievous senior that has been spreading words about the difficulty of that
course. And she suspected me. It was certainly not me, Dr Aida.
I knew nobody from our junior
batch…so it can’t possibly be me. But whenever unknown juniors asked for my
opinion, I would always say every subject is a challenge. This was to drive
their determination further. Nothing could ever be taken for granted. Nothing
is easy in this world. We have to fight to get anything.
Maybe that was why I came
under her suspect.
Enough rambling for today.
Time to get back to work.
