semester end.

I was reading few of the older posts (as in Trinity days). Its surreal how different I sound back then. That must have been a different person altogether. Way too cheerful and optimistic. Heh.

But anyway,

Sem 1 is coming to an end, only left with final exams that'll run for a week starting 9th dec. And then...:D :D :D

Thats 3 open-mouthed smileys for home :)

I've been extremely homesick this semester, wrapped in elevated levels of anti-social tendencies. No idea why. I used to laugh at the very idea of homesickness.

The weeks been slightly draining, confined in the room for hours on end facing books and lecture notes. The most frustrating part must be waking up the next day and realizing you don't remember jack of what you studied the day before. So you start again. A cycle of genetics, reproductive system and that brain system..thing.

Spot test and "dry" test earlier. Spot test is time-based, only one minute at each station (one question per station) and then you have to move to the next station 3 steps ahead. That alone puts pressure and will leave me blank at the few odd ones. Alot of people came out of the spot test and went "Whew, that was easy. Just really straightforward". And I thought "But not really, right?".

That's never a good sign.

Molecular medicine is one of the more interesting subjects this year, it mostly deals with molecular basis of cancer. Knowing basic facts about it is one thing, but studying it is a different thing altogether. The texts and researched articles are gibberish, alien-speak. Proteins and drugs of all possible kinds with names resembling high-security email passwords: RAD51, bcr-abl, CyclinB-CDK1. Discovery for chemotheraputic agents must be headed by the most advanced technology, backed up by multi-million dollar fundings and yet they've only barely scratched the surface. Thousands of years on, biology is still as confounding as ever.


Teh tarik and roti canai prices have dropped, if I'm not mistaken. As if I needed more motivation. Driving home from KLIA my dad will usually offer dinner at some mamak stall, or nevermind, there's laksa at home anyway :)