Cure For Insomnia

The place where i’m dwelling now, it ain’t too far from my house.

It’s only 40 minutes away, depending on traffic conditions… to the ire of those from East Malaysia.

Due to this, i have become an unofficial member of the non-existent PBSM (Persatuan Balik Setiap Minggu) … But not this week!!

That’s because I have a grand total of 4 testicl…. I mean, 4 tests coming up next week!! Four, BABY!!

Satu, dua, tiga, EMPAT. No matter how many times i count it, it’s still the same painful number.

Sometimes i wonder exactly why the university makes us undergraduates go through this.

Tests are good. Of course it is.

A test is a measure of how well a student memorizes facts word by word…

No, allow me to rephrase that. A test is a measurement of how well a student understands a particular subject.

Man, that sounds silly, doesn’t it? Never makes sense.

I have a friend (Yes, I HAVE a friend) who’s doing Biochem (By doing Biochem i mean he’s studying Biochem. Don’t get any dirty ideas!!).

He is probably the busiest student in the whole of UM (Medic and Dentistry students excluded).

After all, Biochemers have to live through many many science practicals in the lab, it’s almost scary.

But it recently arrived to a new level of insanity… Here’s how it went…

Him: Knock, knock.

Me: (opens door) Yo.

Him: Hey.

Me: Tired?

Him: Have to read.

Me: Why?

Him: Got test.

Me: What test?

Him: Chemistry.

Me: Ya meh?

Him: Ya.

Me: Tomorrow?

Him: Tomorrow.

Me: Oh.

Him: (comes in, lies on my bed)

Me: Aiyoh… Why everytime got test ah? Can die,man, like that!

Him: Ya loh…

Me: ….

Him: ….

Me: ….

Him: ….

Me: ….

(This is supposed to be a prolonged, awkward silence. No, we’re not touching each other.)

Him: This test… is only for two point five percent.

Me: Uh?

Him: Ya…

Me: Ya what?

Him: Ya lah…

Me: What what WHAT WHAT? WHAT YA?

Him: This test only 2.5 percent…

Me: Walauweh!! Xiao lah they all!!

This is a true story. Unfortunately this happens to many many students, and not just Biochem students, but also all Science students.

Like me (and most of you, i’m sure.)

Bah, sometimes i don’t know why i’m doing this. ( Science, not blogging).

Once we’re out from university, will we get high paying jobs?

Will we get recognition? Or superhuman powers?

Unfortunately, the answer is no.

We won’t get high paying jobs.

We won’t be recognized unless we win a Noble Prize or find a new life-threatening virus.

When we DO find a deadly virus, they name the disease after us.

Yay!!!

But, at the end of the day, we Science mofos are always ahead in one aspect: The desire to discover.

And that makes us special (I’m not saying non-science students aren’t special. We all are, in a way)

So, good luck to my Biochem friend, because today he’s got a five percent test.

Hope he gets full marks. Wouldn’t help much, though…

(On hindsight, i can’t believe I can coexist with Biochem students.

They stole from me, the course which i love and they’re complaining about how much they dislike it. Gah…)

And.. as a final note, if you’re having a test or exam, good luck…

Wish me luck for my testi… tests too. I hope I’ll stay alive!!

I’m smiling now. No, you can’t see it, but I AM smiling now!

It’s a beautiful, ear-to-ear smirk. I’m smiling so widely, my eyes are completely shut.. (Not much difference then, is there?)

But why? Why am I so happy?

Because……

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It’s the 31st of August!! Yahoo!!

It’s an auspicious day indeed!! It’s the 31st!!!

Finally!!!

31 percent off every handpacked Baskin Robbins ice cream!!

OOOOOH YEAAAAHH!!

And, er, coincidentally, it’s also our 50th anniversary of independence.

Anyway, before we continue with this post, we must hold a minute of silence due to the passing of Common Sense.

Yes my friends, LOGIC has now been rendered kaput due to the fact that Malaysia actually won a football match!!! Unbelievable!

Of course, weirder things have happened…

Such as:

Fact One: You can’t buy newpapers from UM WITHOUT having to walk two kilometres from your abode.

Fact Two: The Internet connection in UM is pretty….. er….. not so good (gotta be careful with my words)

Fact One + Fact Two: I’ve thus, become a frog under a coconut shell (a huge one) and the self-proclaimed General Knowledge King is no more.

Life without newspaper sucks!! Absolutely.

I mean, i don’t think i can cope.

Life without girls? Fine.

Life without games? Okay.

But no surat khabar? How can like that? Aiyoyo….!!

Nowadays, when people say "apa khabar?" i’ll reply "Tak tau, sini no newspaper lah, brother.."

But I must cope!!! This is a battle i must win!!

And all i ask of you, dear reader, is to give me moral support because i don’t know if i can carry on…!!!

Bah, F the newspaper. As if i’ll have time to read it.

Ever since i came here, my Busy-o-meter has never gone below the "Damn Busy" level.

Worse, one of my roommate got chickenpoxed, and i haven’t got it.

So I’m spending every waking moment staring at my forearms hoping that no red dots appear.

If like that then where got time read paper???

As such, the world seems to have gone on without me..

I am left behind in a debris, typing this down and licking my B&R ice cream….

Gah, can life get any worse??

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P.S. The whole thing above should not be taken seriously (nothing in my blog should be) ..

I am grateful that i have food to eat, a place to sleep in and a university to accept my big mouth…

And don’t worry, i do value our 50th anniversary of independence above Baskin Robbins.

Merdeka!

I hope we all appreciate what we already have, instead of craving for something which is out of reach.