Ohai.
I was going to write a long post about my participation in the BERSIH 3.0 rally in Kuching last week, but halfway through I just ran out of things to say. I mean, it was for a good cause and all, and I do have strong opinions about it and how the KL rally turned out, but I've already said what I wanted to say on Facebook. I'm still angry with the mainstream media and the people that walk the corridors of power (VERY angry), but if I were to rant, it'll just be angry and depressing all the way. No point.
But just for the heck of it, here's proof of me at the sit-down protest, which was very peaceful in Kuching:
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| Getting yellow balloons from the person I voted into the State Assembly = fawesome! |
I'm sorry for not really updating the blog. School's been rather crazy as my molecular work seem to be working out really well lately (yay!), though that also means that I've a bunch of data (double yay!) to analyse and a responsibility to churn out papers on them if possible. Compared to the final year students who did some pretty similar stuff, my sample size is so HUGE that the work got rather dreary after a while and procrastination started setting in. And then, I started losing focus.
Or maybe it's pre-/post-menstrual syndrome making my emotions go out of whack. But it's been nearly a month. *Insert look of horror here*
I feel...like a chicken. A bird with wings, which one would automatically assume, logically speaking, that it could fly. But it can't. For some weird reason, chickens are just confined to the ground, pecking at the dirt, laying eggs everyday, and they can't fly. Yeap, that's how I feel.
A friend who listened to me when I told her that said I'm probably more suited as a penguin. Same concept really, only penguins dive, don't lay eggs everyday and are separated from their partners nearly half the year.
However, in the midst of all this, it was still nice to know that the same three people I normally sent SOS signals out to still respond and although they're all far away, they can still make time to listen to me rant and wail while letting me know that I'm loved and dearly missed.
Well, I'm not sure what's the point of this post, but it felt good letting it out. I just may delete this later on, but here you go. Hopefully it'll be better by a week, haha. *Insert fake smile here*
