July 2011.. finally I got the guts to write something. There's a lot of things to write, but probably there's a lot of things that I really want to forget as well, hence I end up not writing at all; preventing the return of the painful memories.
This year, it's all about work.. and work.. Sometimes, I just play hard to forget about work, then all of the remaining work chasing me like shadows. Urghhh.. I guess, when you stop complaining, things will go smoother. Thus, I tried to complain less.. And it was indeed electrifying to know that it really worked!
The external examiner will arrive next week, which means life will be hectic again. And the lab discussion still hasn't commenced, and the paper needs reviewing and editing.
I love my work.. I love my work.. I love my work.. (and the chant continues..)
This year, it's all about work.. and work.. Sometimes, I just play hard to forget about work, then all of the remaining work chasing me like shadows. Urghhh.. I guess, when you stop complaining, things will go smoother. Thus, I tried to complain less.. And it was indeed electrifying to know that it really worked!
The external examiner will arrive next week, which means life will be hectic again. And the lab discussion still hasn't commenced, and the paper needs reviewing and editing.
I love my work.. I love my work.. I love my work.. (and the chant continues..)
