okay, i think i'll have to explain myself. my project is about oil palm. what about it? i am suppose to check how efficient it transformed into a transgenic plant. meaning how well the oil palm accepts gene transfer. it was suppose to be a 16 weeks project. since the first day, i was doing manual labour of skinning the oil palm. hundreds and up to date, i did over 2000 oil palms. my fingers are becoming numb. only to find out early this week, that what ive been doing, was not a single bit in relation to my project. i almost throw-up upon hearing the news. and i was also told that what i was doing was actually helping someone growing his research material.

and oh, btw, the project is not and will not be approved by any organisation in the world if it's successful. meaning, its aimless and useless. because the world have a banned on GMO(Genetically-Modified-Organism). Transferring genes to oil palm will mean that its a GMO and its strictly illegal.

in another note, someone told me to take it as doing a favour for them. absolutely, there is no turning back. i accepted it as a favour as soon as i knew. not a problem with that. so, questions raised. what about my materials? what about my project?

5 weeks in, and i still have not touched anything on MY project, let alone gather research materials. i don't have a choice do i? but to wait patiently. but on thursday i was reaffirmed by my supervisor, that i will only be doing culturing for the rest of my stay, 12 weeks. meaning, i just still and skin the oil palm everyday until she say, 'okay, now you transform gene.'

by then, i'll tell her to transform my soul first cause its probably dying.

i was given the choice to change projects 2 weeks ago, but i insisted that i should stay. being the person i am, i empathise alot for others. i empathise the people i am going to trouble if i were to change project. if there is any project to change to!

with the driving force of Daniaal along with his advisor and his supervisors, they manage to pull the strings and took the empathy away from me. far far away. without me knowing, stories about me doing the same thing that bores me to death everyday went all the way to the staffs in Thailand Science Park. Daniaal did his all to convince me that this is my life and the choice is mine.

and for the first time in my entire life, i make a decision solely on what my heart desires most, WITH NO GUILT. which at the status quo, was justifiable.

I DECIDED TO CHANGE MY PROJECT.

which is ONLY possible because Dr.Yindee(Dan's supervisor) created a new project specifically for me, since i am into molecular work rather than culturing everyday. i am touched by the gesture. someone, 1 hour away from my lab, that actually knows what i should do. that is change projects.

5 weeks in and no sign of me doing anything related to my project.
5 weeks in and i've been doing the same thing over and over again.
5 weeks in and my supervisor didn't follow the time line SHE set for me.(which includes the start of the project since week 3)
12 weeks to go and i don't wanna do culturing and cutting everyday.
12 weeks to go and i don't wanna dread going to work knowing what to expect.
12 weeks to go and i don't wanna feel like a labourer doing something for everyone everday.
12 weeks to go and i don't wanna have to write a report solely based on culturing.
12 weeks to go and i don't wanna go home and regret my stay in bangkok.
12 weeks to go and i don't wanna go back to TP and be told that my project isn't valid.
12 weeks to go and i don't wanna look back and see myself as i was, with no difference.

and so the meeting took place, Dr. Tharatorn(Dan's supervisor too) helped me alot in the transfering process. i was suppose to wait til wednesday til i get a response from the admin team. but after just a few hours, it was confirmed, today, is my last day in Yothee Building. I am officially SUPERVISOR-LESS. before leaving, she threw harsh words that were suppose to make me feel guilty.

but lesson learnt, i will not. my mother once told me, "if you live not to trouble others, you shall live alone!(or in direct translation, don't live!)" which is true, if you wanna win, someone has to lose. if you don't want others to lose, then you lose, alot. after today, i learnt the biggest lesson in my life. lose some, win some. wait a minute, by that it actually means that i still empathise. whatever it is, i need to take care of myself in order to take care of others.

rumour has it that she treated every overseas student as such. labourer. and everyone knows it. everyone as in all the other PHD HOLDERS, except me. and after today, i am the first student that stands up to her and tell her that in her face.

everything should go well, i will be in NSTDA DORM with the rest and start working on the new project on monday.

after all this, thanks to daniaal and his crew for the dirty work they did for me behind the curtains. thanks to doctor yindee and doctor tharatorn for taking me in(and i have no idea how they knew that i was suffering). thanks to mahn(a colleague) that encourages me to change, cause he hates oil palm too but he's too scared to change. thanks to pee ying and wanravee for going through the trouble. thanks to her for the eye-opening opinions. thanks to me, for putting a great show in front of the supervisor who official hates me. and on top of it all, thank god! (alhamdulillah) for making this possible.

so when you think there isn't a choice, there is always a choice. whether you see it, or not.

in a middle of a gunfight.

simply brilliant.

so there you go, the first today. the first time i saw hell broke loose and my supervisor turned into a furious yelling monster. without a doubt, it was my fault. i forgot to include something important into the media that i've been using for a week. she kept insisting that "this is serious!". sometimes, i just couldn't be bothered with what she was trying to say.

she kept asking whether i put in the 2,4-D, a growth regulator. i said, i can't remember, cause i really can't. a week ago, i did so many media preparation and other shit.

Supervisor: did you put in the 2,4 - D?

Me: i can't remember.

Supervisor: how can you not remember? its only a week. i am older than you and you cannot remember things you did last week? how old are you?

Me: i'm nineteen, and human.

Supervisor: ..

if someone can brag about holding a PHD! i can brag about having balls. having balls to stand up and carry on doing what i'm doing.

so i had to redo everything, re-subculture everything using a new media. on top of that, i had to prepare 4L of MS(B5), 5L of Milieu 0.75- and subculture transformed plants.

so here i am, 9:11pm, in the lab. doing my research while waiting for the autoclave to be done. i am literally shivering on an empty stomach. well, not literally empty, there's chicken rice from lunch which i think, turned into something else by now.

a stain that never comes off the sheets.

everything is getting harder everyday. processes getting complicated. work piling up, and i am doing as much as i can in a day.

• subculture transformed tobacco plants to decontaminate
• culture agrobacterium into LB broth
• prepare hormones and antibiotics
• subculture cell suspension
• prepare materials to autoclave

among the things i did today. i am holding on as much as i can, with the Proposal coming up, due 10 November. slept at 12am and 7 hours later, i am still tired. while waiting for the UV light in the laminar flowhood to switch off, i slept for 20 minutes. i don't know what's eating up my energy. probably the food i eat.

since we're at food, the owner of the lan shop talked to me before i went off yesterday. he's from pakistan and invited me over to his place for a meal or two since he's muslim too. and also invited me to his brother's restaurant 20 minutes away from the dorm.

i wonder, why people are very nice here. probably because i am a foreigner? but sometimes, when people are too nice and warm towards yourself, you have doubts.

now i have doubts to whether i should wait for the most irritating person in my life, right now, to finish using the camera since i need it to take photos of the development. i am actually pretty excited at the prospects of the embryos growing. some of them turned green and i though to myself, "finally, life has a colour!"

but i don't wanna be weird, loving plants such as oil palm.

i heard you've been bleeding.

this is so going to be a very very long post since i didn't post anything over the weekend, including friday that is. anyway, friday was a long frustating day. did transformation the whole day and the supervisor was pissing me off. too naggy for my ears. and the complicated protocol she developed, which was suppose to be super easy to understand, had me almost shouted at everything. but i tried my best to keep my cool.

i finished work at 5pm, waited for the two boys til 8pm only to know that daniaal just loaded his gel to run for 2 hours at least. having 200baht in my wallet, i've decided to wait for them somewhere else instead of going back to my dorm.

so i went dinner at soi petchaburi 7, a shop named ali selatan. had nasi pattaya.

everything costed me 100baht.

my jaws literally opened when the lady spoke to me in malay. all these while, i thought everyone in bangkok thinks i am a thai.

after which i walked to siam square, about 2km from the shop. but it was nothing to me. on the way there i found a guitar shop. everything in the shop looks very very very delicious.

and kept walking around siam square and MBK. at 10pm, they were still not done. so our plan of playing pool at nana was still in the air. i then decided to go to nana first at 10pm. took the BTS, talked to couple of americans. after almost 2 hours of wondering, they were still in the lab. that made 7 hours of waiting. and it was pouring heavily. so i decided to back out after too tired of waiting. and went back to the dorm, slept while watching the da vinci code through my lappy.

SATURDAY!

woke up at 1.30pm since i told daniaal to meet me at Ratchatewi BTS at 2pm, to meet up with MY PARENTS! apparently, they woke up at 1.50pm. so, i went first. my parents reached baiyoke sky at around 3pm. was elated when i saw them from through the tinted windows of their van.

we checked in,

and the first thing i did was to sertu with the soap my parents brought from singapore, thanks to her for knowledging me with the existence of this thing for not i could've done the old way.

and took a tuktuk to 'gems jewellery', the same one we went 3 years ago. and i shocked to find out that its just opposite the street of my apartment! spent almost 2 hours and 15,000 baht on thai silk and a ring, for my mother. it was 530pm then, decided to go to MBK instead of chatuchak since it's late for the weekend market. prior to that, we went dinner at MAK YAH restaurant, near soi petchaburi 7.

the two most important people in my life.and definitely not the last.

it was pouring heavily as we finished our meal. then we met up with daniaal and alden at MBK. after the walk we took a cab (all 6 in one cab) back to baiyoke sky. it was funny when the taxi driver talked to us about many of the littlest things. he asked my father whether all 4 (daniaal, alden, my bro and myself) of us are his children, and my father said yes. he immediately took my fathers arm and said, "you strong!".

=_=' (learned this from alden)

then we went up to the tallest building in bangkok. when to the revolving deck, but it wasn't revolving due to the rain. the wind there was awesome! like as if you are on a 120km/h motorbike. maybe lesser. but it was awesome, the wind, the spectacular view of bangkok, and everything else.

after which, we went to the room and divided some food 'stock', and proceed to our respective dorms. my parents, my brother and myself went to my dorm to keep the stuffs. too many to mention.

then we went to pratunam market, just in front of the hotel. slept at 3am, after the horrible disturbance of my brother snoring.

SUNDAY!

woke up, had a quick morning shower and went to breakfast at baiyoke sky's 83rd storey.

the weather was fine.5 minutes later, the weather was not. it was pouring like mad, again.

it didn't occur to me it would rain at 9 in the morning. and our plans to go to chatuchak stalled. so we ate slowly, in agony, as there wasn't many halal things. so the rain stopped at 10 plus and we had the long walk to the BTS station and to chatuchak. my mother spent alot of things, met with daniaal and alden there. alden was openly mocked by my father over alot of things. poor boy. after so many times mocked by me, now, my father. you look too vulnerable lah aldennn.

after so many hours, we went for lunch at HAYATI restaurant, was too hungry to even think of taking a picture. but it was the same restaurant we went 3 years ago. apparently, JUST OPPOSITE OF ALI SELATAN. the tom yum was super nice, despite its spicyness. the price is also way way way cheaper then MAK YAH's.

we then parted with daniaal and alden, proceed to the hotel, put our stuffs and continued shopping at pratunam and indra regent. had my second dosage of DAIRY QUEEN! of the week.

its becoming an alter addiction.

after that, we cleaned ourselves, rested a bit in the hotel and went down again! this time, for massage. it was awesome, it was like immediate recharged after an hour of thai massage. after that, they continued shopping again!

went back to the hotel, to do some work stuffs, while my mother and brother were still shopping. slept at 1am.

MONDAY!

didn't followed them for breakfast this time, was too tired and have to go to work after lunch. after they finished breakfast, i joined them, for another round of SHOPPING! shop shop shop and then we went back to the hotel and packed. showered and checked-out. as the van reached, we then parted as i took the cab to the dorm and unpacked. then off to work. nothing much today except for more stress. i have to do as much literature review for 2 weeks. i did subculturing and preparing of media. after that, went home quick, it was raining. had nasi goreng kampung with hotdogs and eggs.

this are the main things i bought over the weekend.

there's so much things that happened over the weekend including a ladyboy experience i had and the post is getting a little to long. so, ask me personally if you're interested to know eyy. chiao! too much british movies and english-speaking strangers.

and if your heart stops beating.

it was hell of a night last night. another traumatic experience, but i am fine. ended work late yesterday, 8.30pm. did media preparation and subculture of the transformed tobacco plants. prepared the osmoticum plate and had to let it dry. 6 sets.

so i decided to eat at KFC, its halal, since neither alden nor dan sounded serious about anything, they were pushing me from one to another. so our plan of watching body of lies was screwed, since i ended late. i went to century mall, and decided to watch the movie 'city of ember'. though i was tempted to watch 'body of lies'.

the movie was suppose to start at 10.35pm. but it started at 11.30pm instead, something screwed up i guess. the movie was okay, it ended at 1am.

so i had to walk to the place where there's alot of tuktuk and motortaxi, instead of taking the cab. so i walked, 1am in the morning. it was real dark. i wasn't really afraid, or thinking about anything much, but to get home. to me, it was some kind of an experience to venture at night, alone, in bangkok.

as i walked, i chance upon a courtyard. it was dark. there are fences but no gates. instead of walking the longer route, i decided to take a short cut across the courtyard. but there were people around. so, i didn't expect anything to happen. there were dogs too. but i can only see one, right smack in the middle of the courtyard.

so i stepped into the courtyard and walked towards the exit right at the end. half way through, the dog raised from its resting position. and it was coming towards me. okay big deal, just a dog. in a split second i saw a few more dogs coming towards me from the dark, coming in all directions. i stalled, looked around, i counted 6 dogs. they were all growling and barking at me. there i was, surrounded by 6 growling, howling, barking dogs waiting to pounce on me. i suppose they're guard dogs.

in my head, i was thinking that if i were to move on forward, they might start attacking me. and if i were to make eye contact with them, they'd sense trouble and react. so, i took a few steps back, turned and walk away to the 'entrance'.

to my horror, all 6 dogs followed me, still growling and barking. i continued walking, but one of em tried to bite my pants, i could feel its teeth. but i walked too fast, not allowing its jaws to close. then another dog, tried to sniff my right hand as i walk. i could already feel its wetness and its breath. i tried to take my hand. away but the stupid dog licked across the whole side of the back of my palm before i could.

once i got out of the courtyard, all 6 dispersed. like as if they'd get shot if they cross the line. but some of em were still monitoring my movement, staring and barking at me. on the other side of the fence, i could only look at it, and brandished a middle finger.

i made my way out, and got home safely. my heart didn't slow down eversince. honestly. i was terrified to be attacked by those creatures, but i'm glad they didn't. i kept worrying how to 'sertu'(cleanse) the saliva away.

woke up at 12pm today. oh yarh, i forgot to mention that today is a public holiday in thailand. but i still have to come to the lab and finish up some stuff.

and so i did, after lunch, i came to work at 2pm, finished up subculturing the cell suspension and the agrobacterium. and i am still in the lab, alone~

no one is around, and i am using the free internet. and and and my parents are coming over on saturday.

i will avenge my ghost with every breath i take.

came to work at 7am in the morning, just so that i wont end so late. did 200 seed sterilisation and prepare the subculture media for transformation. after which i had to culture the 5 strains/clones of agrobacterium tumafaciens into LB broth. apparently different strains require different set of antibiotics in the media. i have to calculate the M1V1=M2V2 and i did. but i was really really really disturbed by the fact that i prepared the same freaking media for all 5 sets. i was pissed at myself, after long hours in the laminar flow hood, but there was only one solution to the problem, prepare new sets.

went home at 6.20pm and bought some stuffs along the way to cook for dinner.

and so, as i've planned while culturing those animals(oil palm embryos actually not animals, but i am so sick of them), i had pan-fry salmon with wedges and egg. awesome! it was a chore preparing it, but its awesome stuff i tell you. although its simple. heh, things are less complicated here. unlike back in singapore.

without pepper and thai chilli sauce.

with pepper and thai chilli sauce.

awesome stuff, again!

so, here i am, in the lan shop. actually waiting for hanna tan to come online but she's no where to be found. i've been thinking about football for the past few days. i really really miss football. probably i wont be touching a football until 23rd January 2009. come to think about it, it's sad. but my parents are coming over this weekend. i don't know where to bring them but chatuchak and MBK. that's so pathetic. nevertheless, i'll surely crap out something good.

heard that the riots/protests are spreading real fast, like cancer, to shopping areas, from my father. but, i sense none. maybe soon, in the lab, i'll start one.

everyone in the lab are extremely crazy about plants. every single one of em love plants to death. in the morning, i saw one of em spraying distilled water to one of his plantlets, and was smiling and whispering to the drowning (haha) plantlet. and i was saying this in my head, "what the hell, another mr. kok? and i am stuck here for another 3 months with these plant lovers?"

honestly, i have ZERO interest in plants, let alone OIL PALM! i even tried to be, but i wasn't near to even liking it. the last time i was truly interested in plants when i was 6-7, as i grew a few green beans in a used yakult bottle with wet tissues in it to see the green beans grow, and it bored me to death afterwards. apart from that, ZERO interest. how i wish my project is about football, or guitars for that matter.

they shot me full of ephedrine.

it was cooking night on sunday. after i have decided to stay at NSTDA dorm with the two and go to work from there, we bought stuffs to cook from TOPS MARKET, Future Park.

prior to that, we had our lunch at tops 'cashless' foodcourt. a very nice one. apparently, all foodcourts we've been are cashless. either coupons or cashcard.

thats seafood fried rice and oysters omellete. 50 and 55baht respectively.

29baht caramel moolatte! another dose of dairy queen, will last me for the week.

reached back at the dorm, and all we did was write and write and write, our MPs stuffs. until about 9pm then we started to cook. alden came up with the menu. and we all chipped in some ideas. and so it was, what-thing-toh's red snapper fish soup with rice. the taste was alright if you weren't expecting much. but it was one hell of a healthy meal.



after two late nights, i managed to sleep at 2am knowing that i have to wake up at 5.45am in the morning. which i did. walked towards the van alone, a little creepy cause there's no one at all. slept throughout the journey and reached work at 7.40am.

was reallyreallyreally tired, after taking photos, while cutting the fruit, i went to the toilet to sleep for 20 minutes. couldn't take it anymore. my eyes were literally shutting down and my hands were doing the work.

after lunch, (chicken rice again), was better. i don't feel THAT sleepy.

after finished cutting, found out that i don't have enough media, so i have to make another 4L of MS(B5). and now i am just waiting for the autoclave to end.

i'll probably walk home, just to wear myself down further. reach home and shower and have a quick dinner. and sleep! (probably on HOUSE season 4)

we are young and we don't care.

here's a wrap up of what happened throughout the weekend. on friday, i woke up to a bleeding nose. not serious though, but its a symptom of increasing body temperature. and probably the quick change of temperature as i woke up.

had an orientation of transformation procedures. i mean, the transformation of agrobacterium into the Tobacco Plants. in a few weeks time, after several subculture, if transgene is present, the plant will turn red. continued seed sterilization again! i've got 300 seeds left.

then went back to the dorm, took a shower then meet the rest, dan and alden, at the BTS station nearest to my dorm. we then headed to soi petchaburi 7 for dinner. its a small muslim living community street.



alden was so hungry by then, it was about 9pm, and all he did was anxiously starring and waiting for his seafood fried rice.

i had the same thing as alden.

then headed to a night market. bought a 250baht sling carrier leather bag. went to thailand science park with them and slept at 2am doing nothing.

12hours later, SATURDAY!

we woke up with empty stomachs. planned to eat at chatuchak, but the weather failed us. so we went to victory monument and head to MBK for lunch. on the way there, in the BTS (skytrain actually), we saw a perfect example of a lost soul, whatever that means actually.

suddenly i had this wicked idea of taking hir(his/her) picture via my phone by acting as if i'm using it. so, you decide. shehe (she/he) looks very emo in this picture. but seriously, shehe was smiling all the while. so, you decide.

we ate at MBK.

was too hungry to think of taking a picture before eating. so yarh. better than nothing. i ate chicken steak with rice actually for 85baht.

then i was desperately looking out DAIRY QUEEN! seriously, i am becoming a junkie, to dairy queen's product. and we actually found it. this time i ate the green tea ice cream, with almonds. one take home pint for 59baht. worth it or what?


look at how big and satisfying it was.

headed to Ratchatewi BTS station and walk all over the town. and ended up in Pratunam Market. lots of things here, but of all things, we're looking for Crickets.

but found none.

my life and everything else is a blur.

thats how i actually look like in real life.

and had A&Ws for dinner. i have been waiting for this actually for my entire stay in bangkok. it was okay.

then went back to victory monument, to century mall to get groceries. but upon entering, we saw the screen showing the movies. we looked at each other, with the 'lets-watch-max-payne-tonight look'.



so we did, with the glorious long walk to theatre 8. the show was AWE-some. everything was in place. then we went home, as i watched football through kok's lappy. Manutd 4-0 WBA. thrilling scoreline. slept at 4am, and woke up to blog this. going for lunch soon, after showering, unlike 'some' people, who has no reason to be showering, he claimed.

from gutter institution, can you breathe for me.

i am still in the lab though, and will be ending work very late perhaps. 8 or 9pm. until i finish cutting the ass out of those palms. seriously, i am getting sick doing this kinda job. its a no-brainer shit. all i did til 5pm was seed sterilisation. 200 of em. and got plenty to go.

very very frustrated with this concept of 'work'.

probably, i have to come back to work over the weekends and screw up other plans. this is bullshitting in my pants seriously. and my phone, has no network coverage eversince i stepped into this building. the funny thing is that it is still unavailable when i stepped out of this building for lunch. probably its terminated! as well, just like my ATM card.

if you looked in the mirror and don't like what you see.

i was just waiting for this "perfect" moment. the moment my internet card value finishes. and yes, it's valueless. i am now in a lan shop apparently owned by an indian who doesn't speak thai. 20baht per hour, so i am only using for an hour.

did media preparation and photo-taking and cutting the whole day today. okay, this part is actually for me to look back on so i can record it accordingly.

half-way through, i tried to sign in to TP webmail as i am waiting for a very very very very very important email, and all it did was showed me the number of new mails inbox. but the mails wont show. and i knew the emails ive been waiting for was already there. i tried to get people to sign in for me, but no one was available. so, my decision has to be pushed til tomorrow.

while i was cutting 200 oil palms, my head was replaying what daniaal imitated. yes, if anything you people should know about him, he is a great imitator of how people speak. and believe me there are plenty of different people. and i mean DIFFERENT.

what was replaying in my head was how he imitate this friend of ours. from vietnam. very funny indeed. it kept me bursting into small laughters throughout. funny shit.

apart from that, i realise that there's quite a number of you reading this blog of mine. and i appreciate this gesture very much. some of you here came to this blog by chance, so welcome to my life, somehow. well, most of you here, by now, have been here since the first week this blog started and are very much invited. so, i just wanna warn you guys reading here to quench your thirst of excitement and drama, it is gonna get boring by the day. it is gonna get REALLY REALLY mundane over here. 'happening' things usually are the weekends at most. so just, be warned.

been watching lots of HOUSE and movies. thanks to daniaal now i am addicted to the egoistic-sarcastic-emo-sonofabitch-alwaysright-andtogoodtobetrue doctor HOUSE. whatever that keeps me going. i'll update more about the "DECISION" i have to make tomorrow. by then, it will be decided.

can you hear me cry out to you.

ahh, another long day today. ended work at 7pm and i've decided to walk home. sometimes these solitary walks are indeed pleasurable. the clouds were really pitch-black by then.

another boring session, had to knock the oil palm open and sterilised them. it took me the whole damn day to complete 200 seeds while pee glau did 300 in half a day. thats, with years of experience which i have only one week.


finally, i've decided to cook for dinner, although its late. but, i didn't hesitate. wait, that rhymes. haha, had the rice cooked. and believe it or not, i cooked WAY TOO MUCH. i somehow miss gauged the amount and it turned out to be able to serve 5 meals. anyway, i didn't know what to do with the extra cooked-rice, i kept it in the fridge(for don't know how long). and so i had fried belacan rice with prawns, eggs and Roasted chicken BBQ with honey. it didn't take long for me to be filled. at last, something satisfying, on my own.



how about that for dinner, ey?

can't wait for my family to come over and for this agony to clean up. until then, i shall keep praying for the best.

when this kicks in, get above the floor.

i think i am gonna get a fever in a day or two. throughout the day, i was literally talking to the oil palm. harvested one hell of a bunch with 1000 fruits. and cut 200 fruits. took me 11 hours to complete these task.

while cutting, every 15 minutes i felt like throwing up. probably to constant repetitive work i am doing and the smell of the oil palm. getting sick of it.

getting my ATM card terminated in the process wasn't any better for me. getting really really sick of things. very very very very depressing.

but every night, i dream of things. different variety of dreams. last night, i dreamt of my secondary school friend Hanna J. she was in bangkok and we met up. it felt so real until she suddenly became someone else, another secondary school friend, Fidyana G. apparently in the dream, she's living in thailand and i happen to drop-by her place to see her mother. weird stuffs, but it kept me smiling when i wake up every morning.

send your roses when they think you need a smile.

back at my dorm from thailand science park. man, time really sped past real quick when we needed it most. weekends are like, over.

woke up at 12pm. quickly made our "english breakfast". but look at the time, 12pm. we had scramble eggs, karage chicken and steamed hotdogs. it was super filling.



from then, until 3pm, all we did was our write-ups. be it MP workbook or SIP logbook. pretty shitty. weekends are practically half of friday and a saturday. well, not for alden this weekend, he was with his family that came over since thursday.

talked to hanna tan feat her mother(haha) through skype. and she's preparing things she can before leaving for Perth. all the best. as much as i sincerely hope that perth is how you'd think its suppose to be, but seriously dont be too overshadowed by what you think. just like how i thought of BANGKOK.

i took the van to victory monument at 8pm. and took the motorcycle taxi home. life is not as easy here in bangkok. but it is something i have to go through. probably watching house soon and work starts tomorrow. ain't SIP life a pretty pile of crap in bangkok? i don't think so.

hear the sound the angels come screaming down.