From The Bottom Of My Heart

Pre-Blog:

I would like to share with those who take the time here, this morgue that I think is a little saddistic on my part, but that will also make you understand how I feel about the Drosophilas. It was a bad luck streak that I had when I was associated with them. I didn’t like them, certainly, but it’s interesting studying their genome as an example for what we learn in genetics because they have a simple genome and simple characteristics.

This is where dead bugs are put to rest intentionally. They are preserved here actually.

This Blog:

~~~Qing ge long tong qiang, qing ge long tong qiang, qing ge long tong qiang, tong qiang~~~

It’s that time of the year again to rejoice with what seems to be a never ending supply of cookies, murukus, mandarin oranges, ‘nga kus’ and more-than-harmful=killing gas drinks.

To my surprise, I actually enjoyed my time back at Sitiawan with my cousins, uncles, and the new additions - my nephew and niece. I can’t believe too that I’m into babies and kids now. It’s probably that coming-of-age period again when every part seems to take a fresh turn. But…it’s kind of scary having new thoughts, renewed emotions and peculiar expressions.

For the better part, I was able to record videos of the fireworks display at the grandparents’ kampung. It was awesome. The sky was lit with bits and streaks of light in a myriad of colours that came with beautiful crackles so calming you wouldn’t think such heart-thumping sounds would bring such joy and peace to many like me.

I’m glad too I had the chance to act and react satisfyingly with the grandparents given the dialect barrier. I wonder why I didn’t pick the dialect up from young. Now, I’m just too lazy to start everything anew, besides, the only person I can practise the dialect with is the Dad whom I don’t see often these days. Even if anyone else doesn’t feel like slapping me, I feel the urge to do it myself.

Anyway, this time around, I finally saw a rainbow in ages!!! Yay!!! It was during the trip back along the coastal road and over a bridge. I was elated giler. It was awesome. I thought I couldn’t get a pic of it because of the blazing sunlight.

There were two actually, one overlapping another but in the pic, only one can be seen.

On another note, there is reason for me to ponder over issues again. There are always predicaments that I’m put to face.

Why is it that certain people are so ignorant and stubborn to a point that you think they suffer from mental instability, and you don’t want to feel that way because you feel guilty having such thoughts, but you’re just forced to put up with them? Why is it that certain events are so dreadful that you wish you never came to know life? Why is it that sometimes you feel you are taught to live but not taught to be human?

I yearn to be human and I am only human.

After seeing the rainbow, I’m reassured. When it’s gone, I know it will come to my view again someday. Someday.

**Wishing, Praying, Loving, Missing, Combating, Living**

May all be blessed with porky grace this year…The astrologers say piggy babies are and will be the luckiest babies out of these past 60 years.

I can’t believe this. The Drosophilas (darn flies) have been imposing a streak of bad luck on me since Saturday, if my memory doesn’t fail me. They are the creatures that I have been dealing with in the lab component of this sem’s Genetics, to observe the effects of their crosses on their phenotypes, like red eyes, curly hair and short wings.

I suspect they bring bad aura to me because since Saturday, the day on which the few of us should have mated the F1 offspring to produce F2 offspring, though knowing we were to do that only after MB lab that ended at 11am, after which I already had plans to meet up with Choon Yen together with Kath, we decided to delay until today and that was when it all started.

The first was when I was flashed at by a shameless young boy at the LRT station, followed by me having a shattered interest in shopping on that day, to my bro being admitted for dengue, me feeling a little sick yesterday and still having flu today, staying up until 5am this morning to clean my KL room after the man came to treat this crappy house of termites, a flop in the plant tissue culture lab quiz this morning, and just a while ago, me discovering that I have lost my mechanical pencil doing the darn Drosophila matings.

Now, I have entirely no mood to reply any messages and talk to anyone and now mosquitoes are attacking my blood. The mechanical pencil that I have had since Form 5 was a very treasured one. It holds memories that I’m not willing to part with but there’s nothing I can do but to sleep over and forget how angry and down I feel now. The weird thing is being angry with the Drosophilas. I don’t know how I go about blaming them, but I hate them for now.

*darn those creatures*