Monday, January 31, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
So, for the love of Allah, I gather my courage to write an email to withdraw from ANHB 1101. If I couldn’t be the one to vanquish the lie , I do not want to be the one who teaches it to the children.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
So I must say, having a child actually means a total lifestyle turnover. We need to be respectable people before we could gain respects from our kids. These babies, they are not just for cuddles… They are huge responsibilities and that first responsibility is for us to be better Muslims.
Monday, January 17, 2011
It would be so lucky for anyone to get paid doing what they love to do. Photographing enthusiasts to be paid for taking pictures, Pianists to be paid for playing their concerto and designers to be paid for the clothes they designed. Oh boy, waking up every morning sure is easy for them huh.
I, on the other hand have always dreamed to be an artist. The kind that draw stuffs.. not sing stuffs, of course… But mom said that some talent may best be kept as hobbies rather than transformed into careers. So the good girl that I am, I listened and realized that she was right. The world is not perfect. You just got to do what’s best for you.
So here I am doing what I love “second best”…pursuing knowledge. Though it is not ideal, but why should I complaint when the money and the prospect is good. the career is stable. I get to do a 9-5 job, with free weekends, no on calls & huge allowance… it is very selfish to still complaint. Nauzubillah. However, in the field that I am working now, there had been times when I was asked to draw pictures and make illustrations. This is the part that I love the most. Well, for those of you who do not know, for an artist to be asked to draw, it is like a privilege. An acknowledgement that your talent is of value.
A professor that I worked for asked me to draw come blastocycts last year. I never get to know what she really thinks about my artwork, but I guess it must not be too bad because if not, she wouldn’t have recommended me to someone else this year.
So in short, the very happy story that I am sharing today is that: even though I completely surrendered my interest in art/ drawing, Allah still does not want me to be devoid of the occasional pleasure of “getting paid for art”..which in my humble opinion, the ultimate happiness for an artist. Thank you so much, Allah. YOU have no idea how happy I am..Hey, just kidding… I know YOU do. =^.^= .
Guys, you wouldn’t believe me if I said these picture worth MYR 1000+ would you?
Not too bad for something that is done in microsoft’s paint application huh?
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
I did not come into contact with any Muslim before I embraced Islam. I read the Qur'an first and realized no person is perfect, Islam is perfect, and if we imitate the conduct of the Holy Prophet... we will be successful. Cat Stevens
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
It was a big day today…After fetching my friend from Perth international airport, I headed straight to work. Jess T was already in the office. Unfortunately, I was so pre-occupied with work that I realised I didn’t really greet Jess as usual. But hey, it’s Tuesday… any Waddell girls would be mentally and emotionally challenged on these days. Particularly because I have tonnes of experimental works to be done and a meeting to be scheduled with the Big Boss that I couldn’t do yesterday because he was not in.
Mom called the second I reached my desk and reported on the new development between my dad (her ex-hubby) and my brother who had just started Uni. Apparently, they met yesterday, strictly for scholarship purposes of course (you know, signatures and getting his pay slips etc).. But according to mom, he did mentioned about the “laptop”. God, I hope everyone realize how freakishly Intelligent my little brother is. He did not skip a grade for nothing. Now that he wants to resume studying.. Parents, give him all he needs, please!!! (and by parents, I meant you, Daddy). And a laptop is the single most important thing in a student’s life. Especially when he is doing “COMPUTER ENGINEERING” for God’s sake!
After receiving that good-ish news, I became completely consumed with my animal work that when I came out, it was already 12 noon. There was still this long report that needed to be finished before I could even begin thinking about seeing Mr Big Boss man. Focusing on that report, again made me that “anti-social” person. It was good however because works get done twice as fast. The only bad thing about working fast is, I actually GET TO MEET MR BIG BOSS man and the bad thing about meeting him is every time I see him my research gets changed completely.
All those rat babies..all 60 of them will have to be sacrificed because we are going to ditch the high fat diets. And guess what, WE ARE ALSO GOING TO DESIGN NEW DIETS!!! That was a slap on the face because new diets effectively mean MORE OPTIMISATION. This is when I yell “HEEEEEERGHHH!” again
My only hope is that the tougher my PHD gets, The stronger Allah will make me. Hey, you know what they say…”Pray hard, but work smart.”
Monday, January 10, 2011
When I arrived at the department today, I saw 2 different guys cleaning the building and…. nobody else.
I assumed Leah had already arrived, but she was probably in the other PCF room, where they put all the mousies.. =)
Time was 6.06am. Animal work consumed the first 2 and 1/2 hours of my first day at work in 2011. When I came out from the room, there was absolutely nobody at all in room 2.3.6…while I was keying in the data for the day Tahmina and Jess arrived smelling fresh from the holiday. I increased the volume of Quran reciting a little bit so that I could “concentrate” a little bit more on data entry. More friendly people came into that room as the day progresses. However, If another person asked me again about “how did I spent my holiday?” I will surely scream maniacally at them. Go show off somewhere else, please… bwahahahahaha..me, screaming maniacally? [seriously? =)]
I have 2 weddings in 2011 involving 2 of my best sisters that I might have to send “I’m sorry” cards for not coming…all because of the stoooopid circadian collection. I am not talking about a hens night in Bali, I am not talking about being a bridesmaid to a best friend in Thailand… My sisters are getting married! There is a possibility that I might not even be able to come at all. It makes me even angrier for giving up my 2 weeks xmas holiday in 2009 for that crazy meaningless stereology that yielded NOTHING!! Owh, I am not worried..Allah and HIS plans… I accept it as it is. I still hope that weddings could be postponed to December 2011, so that I could come.. =)
Anyway, it’s time to pen off to continue working. Plus.. There is an hour long pilates that I had been meaning to do since yesterday.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Tomorrow will be the start of 2011 for us all in Perth, well, in UWA to be exact. I am unsure whether I am anxious excited or anxious scared. But I am somewhat anxious. Firstly, I am facing my research head on for the first time. And I am not looking at anything handsome there. Just piles of works and loads of sleep deprivations. Gosh, thank God that I didn’t waste my time holidaying and exhaust my self. Energy is all I need at this moment.
Now, I am gathering all of my strength to face tomorrow. If my analysis complete tonight, I’d be very happy to go to work tomorrow, but if I didn’t finish it tonight, God tomorrow’s going to be dreadful. Not that I have to show the analysis to anyone, especially not to the bosses, but I’d love that my first day of work in 2011 to be perfect. Not having the analysis finished is the exact opposite to perfect.
Hey, at least I have the whole day, well in fact the whole week planned ahead.
MONDAY – FRIDAY:
- Go to work at 6am, do experimental work from 6-11 am,
- Data analysis from 11-1.30pm.
- Go home at 2pm……
There you go, 8 hours of work planned perfectly.
Well I do have to slot in Meetings with the “Bosses” and weekly meetings with “The Group”
On top of that, I also have to plan for PhD support group activities. But I can do that later.
Now, what am I doing still writing this?
let’s get busy!