Yesterday was my birthday

.... and I end up writing about it today.
It's been 3 years, not celebrating it. I don"t understand why it was not a happy memory and on top of it, yesterday was a total mess. It was soooo disappointing, I wish my next birthday would be a thousand years later. And add up to another million years so that I would forget everything and return to my normal self.

28 years of my life, and I'm still figuring out why I am not that important.

Yearly errand..or semi-annually?

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..)