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just for the record. the photoshop bunny bit me and i couldn't resist....ngeee!!!!

oxymoronic values

i'm a sincere fake. that phrase nicely sums up my whole life lately.

i didn't know that making that plastic smile was hard. and i need to be in the mood too to fake politeness. the best thing was, the whole lab supports my cause. teehee...

though i did improve in answering questions in an almost perfect professional tone and avoiding suicidal moments with a nonchalant attitude.

really, i am sincere when i told you i am not.

Don the Kucing

Don enjoying an afternoon nap clinging to my hand. awww.....
because Acee asked for it. (^_^)

something's broken

i think.

i heard the sound of something...

breaking.

since when are we so breakable?

urgh!! geram.

drama, drama.

a miss uptight from weirdo-land mistook my joke for something else and now she's making such a big issue out of it. i don't mind if she has a problem with me, but why would she want to involve my other labmates in this? not only that, my boss was dragged in too. her argument was when i talked to her (a.k.a. telling the stupid joke), my face shows that i'm being serious.

sorry, i lost her there. which part of my face was serious again? was it my nose hair?

luckily, my labmates were an understanding bunch and i'm glad that at least one person defended me from her (i luv you, darling. but you know that already). and my boss? he's so cool. (but he also knows that already). *grin*

lesson learned, leave my jokes in lab or other comfort zones when venturing into unknown territory.

however, i would like to give miss uptight a lesson on how to differentiate whether another human being rerama's joking or not. please, take out that stick from your ass first and have a seat.

1. when rerama jokes, she tends to be smiling. that means she will stretch her muscles around her mouth so that it curves upward. in severe joking cases, she will overstretch those muscles that you can see her sparkling teeth. that is what we call a grin.
2. when rerama jokes, usually her words will be accompanied by a laugh. pardon me, i forgot. you might not know what a laugh is. it sounds a bit like "hehe..." or "haha.."
3. when rerama is being serious, you can not see any trace of a smile or a grin. her words will be carefully chosen to make her point. she will make sure the other person will know how serious she is by being professionally serious in the serious sense of serious.

like now. look how serious my serious nose hair is?

Challenge Prompt - FIRST TIME

Author : ikanrerama
Notes : joined this writing challenge online. time-limit was 30min and it took me 21mins 20sec to finish it. i've got good reviews of it, and they encouraged me to post it public. so here it goes. hope you enjoy it. my first of many.


Those little things slipped unnoticed first. A clean house, food on the table, a pleasant company to play cards. While looking for a particular shirt, he opened his cupboard to find his clothes neatly arranged and the realization of what it all meant, left him reeling. Then and there, he had freaked out.

Because the first time he wanted someone's affection so much, that person would never give it.

Because the first time he thinks a person had actually cared, he had left him.

Thus, the first time he found that someone who might actually give him the love he craved so much and would always be there for him, he ran away.

Because he doesn't want to want and be left behind again.

on autopilot

i don't remember what happened on the drive back to campus the other day.

i'm having a heated discussion with a friend while behind the wheel and i sort of drove the car on reflex.

red light, stop.
green light, go.
maintain distance 3m from car up front.
signal when changing lanes.
maintain speed at 80km/hr.

i really, really remembered nothing. not even the big tesco that i must've passed on the way, so focused i was on the ongoing argument.

when told, said friend didn't even flinch. saying that i was driving like normal. hello? how convinced are you that your life is safe in my hands?

i should've not blanked out like that. i should stop multi-tasking while driving (which is a bad, bad habit. i know).

so, yeah. i scare myself.

The Arrow And The Song

I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.

I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

"because... because..." (u_u)

Same old, same old

WhoooTT!!! i'm 27 yesterday. already. oh, my. time flies when we're having fun.

to Abang CW. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO US!!! WE'RE OLDER AND BETTER. *sending confettis to down under*

by the way, lots of thank yous to my birthday-wishers. aww...you guys are the sweetest. *group hug!!* especially to Yvonne. i'm surprised that you're surprised that i still remember you. of course i do, silly.

blow out the candles
of my yesteryear and i'll
embrace come what may.

Malaysia has spoken

my only comment, it was just as i expected.

food for thought:
-for the opposition party, stop crying foul play when you didn't get that seat. if there were, would you think you'd be able to get your big wins?
-as for the winning BN candidates, stop lazing on the comfortable chair and start scrambling.

clicky, clicky :THE FINAL RESULT

what side?

i had a profound conversation with an Iraqi professor yesterday.

Prof: -explaining how to cut the fish oocytes so that i can get perfect slices as thick as 5micron.-"so you cut this side here, here and here so that the paraffin will not affect the sample."
Rerama: "but Prof. the oocytes are spheres right?"
Prof: "yes...why?"
Rerama: "so, how do i know which side is which?"
Prof: "Ah...that's subjective, isn't it? which side would you want it to be?" *winked at rerama*

Ah~HAH!!

so yes. i've been pushed around.

and yes. i'm handling it quite fantastically. with an oscar-winning calmness too, if i might add.

betraying my lack of cluelessness is out of the question. i think he knows but the others absolutely don't.

why yes. i AM made of awesome.

when Bodo ain't just a city in Norway

emotions run high due to the coming national election.

i'm clarifying this earlier. i'm not going home to vote this year because of geographical difficulties and career impossibilities. unsatisfied with me?? who the hell cares.

still, i would like to make my stand clear. if you think i'm rooting for BN, you're wrong. but if you think i'll support the opposition party, you're wrong too. in my opinion, BOTH parties are still found wanting in making this country a better place.

but hey, if you want to convince me otherwise, feel free to try. however, i'm begging you. please provide concrete evidence in your arguments (in which concrete means hard, cold facts. not "facts" originated from "somebody-told-me-that"s or "i-read-from-internet"s).

being objective and unbiased is what i do to make a living as a researcher.

by the way, what's wrong in me being neutral? i don't get why some people practically blew off their lids when i told them i don't have any political preferences. plus when i started to point out what's wrong with the political parties they support (this being BOTH BN and BA) they completely went emo on me. is it because i'm pointing out the obvious?

come on, people. take a deep breath and please be rational. if you don't like somebody else forcing you to accept their opinions, why would you think it's okay for you to force them to accept yours?

in a perfect world only will people choose leaders based on their integrity, not their political parties.

stuck in Valentine mode

I know you, I knew you, I will know you again.

a beautiful way of saying forever.

and because denial ain't just a river in Egypt

“Maybe we should stop lying.”
“Maybe we should keep trying to make it true.”

there is so much said in so little words.

Hey Acee

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

tis' a tribute for your coming of age.

now we can go to the 18PL/SX movies together and never have to choose.
soon you'll be able to drive MY car.

be a responsible adult, chibi.
(in which we can cover each other arse...ngahaha...)