Boffin

This Boffin he walks
He walks and he talks and he talks while he walks
But this Boffin he stalks
He stalks and he walks and walks while he stalks
This Boffin he stalks and he talks while he stalks and he walks while he talks.

This Boffin he sees
He sees me too busy with no time for him

This Boffin he mourns
No kibble dispenser can feed the poor Boffin's soul

What to do. What to say.
To make poor Boffin feel not far away.
What to think. What to feel.
Have I forgotten whats false and whats real?

Staphomosapiens.....?

Well Im back at uni, full swing.

Apparently I have partial immunity to chicken pox, thats why I didnt get it as a kid. And now, getting it as a semi-adult, I didnt get a full blown version of it. The lesions are supposed to emerge in three waves. I only got the first wave and thus scuttled back to uni 3 days early.

Yesterday at Microbiology lecture we learnt about microbe morphology (shape and arrangement). So there we have specimen Staphylococcus, often affectionately called Staph. Named so because Staph means "chain" and coccus means "round/spherical". So thus chains of spherical stuff floating around. And I'm thinking... ooo so cool. Then I stroll out of the lecture hall, lalala, and before me should stand three girls, linked by a flurry of arm and cloth, giggling to themselves.

See that picture just demented my neurological being right cos i hate it when girls do that. It makes my squeamish inside out and all around and I feel a wave of contempt wash over me. Its just gross. And so I thought....oh my god. Staphomosapiens. A fate worse than that of our little darling Staph. who only causes bouts of pneumonia.

But then I felt happy again (lalala...) cos I felt proud of coming up with a name like Staphomosapiens. hahahaha. Im so pathetic... :P

Prehistoric Sydney Uni...

I do apologise for my absence. It seems that my battle with the malevolence of inetrneticity is yet to be won, it getting the better of me this time.

I had a weird dream last night. I dreamt that we were in the far (or not-so-distant) future and the skies were grey with an odd tinge of red. The land was somewhat rockier than usual and quite barren. So there I was in and around what seemed to be a valcano, walking the opposite direction (as usual) to the rest of all the other life forms which were dinosaurs, walking in pairs, talking to each other. It seemed to me like as if it was the end of days and so I turned and followed the stream of dinosaurs into a huge crowd of humans. And there, upon a podium, behold the mighty.....activist. She went on and on about how we humans were using up precious resources and polluting he planet in an exponential manner (due to backward methods or lack of resources) to produce things that werent essential for life, such as cosmetics. She went on to prove this point with examples yada yada. Think woodstock, only stressful and greenie. So anyways I realise that I needed to go for Biochem lab and lo and behold, the patch of grass the sea of humans sat upon was the lawn in front of the Biochem building. Needless to say the alarm went off and I woke up feeling rather tired and disturbed. I also had the sensation of deja vu. Don't you just hate activist dreams... x.x

So anyways while I was brushing my teeth after awaking, I was just thinking to myself about how opinions are quite the result of peer pressure. Society these days expect you to have an opinion about everything. If you dont, it means that you are an ignorant and indifferent being. The matter of the fact is, I thought, that you cannot make an opinion about something unless you had in depth knowledge of it. Otherwise you're just making presumptious pre-judgements; a characteristic which I find less than honourable. And nobody can have an in depth knowledge about everything. Different people like different things and wordly knowledge is so variable. So what is it with the opinions already!?

Dirty Harry said, and I quote " An opinion is like an arse. Everybody has one. " Is this because the educated and elite society pressures you into forming one despite our clear limited knowledge in some areas? Or is it because we like to think so highly of ourselves, that we should be beings of thought? Is an opinion merely a secondary metabolite of pride?

I don't really know and at 6.30 in the morning, I dont really care. But its just something i thought I'd share with you. Just another snippet of the thoughts which incesantly weave in and out of my head.

Lalala?

Sorry for being a grouse. I quite like my new draggy. *admires it* I know the quality isnt anything to scream about but its the best thing I've found so far that actually allows me to directly link it from the original webbie. We should give it a name.

Dont you think it looks like a Brian? Maybe we should give it some cool chinese name. Like Silver Fire (translate into chinese please) or something... heheee....

Howl . . .

Tet came over the whole day today. :) Yayy. Hehe. It was so nice to see him again and spend time doing stuff together. Hehe...But then he had to go and I felt sad cos I cant see him again for a long long time. I felt that it was quite frustrating because when I went back to Malaysia, I couldnt see him for so long. And then when I came back to Aus, I felt liberated cos then I could see him just like whenever.....then this happens. And I've only been back for 2 weeks. *skreemz* ;.;

And I also felt like one of the concubines I read about in Yamasaki's novel Bonchi. This rich guy, he has 3/4 concubines and he visits them according to his mood and duty (cos each concubine or mistress fulfills his desires in different ways according to her different character). So sometimes they only get to see him like once a week or something...Which is quite sad right. I mean, you only get to spend time with the person you dearly treasure every now and again. But because in those days Japanese women were so submissive, they just accept it as a way of life. And in a way I have to accept my fate now because there's nothing I can do about it. Sigh.

I feel sad. Maybe cos Tet just left. :/

GUrrrrgghhhhh....

I told myself that I would never complain about how itchy the lesions are cos nobody likes a whinger but MY GOD how they itch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! >.<

Beware the evil chicken...

Remember how some time ago there was this huge chicken/bird flu scare? Yea well I didnt really give much though to it. Just ate it and went along my merry way. And then, and then... I got sick. And then, and then..... it turns out that I have thus contracted an ancient ancestor of the long line of chicken diseases.

I have chicken pox. ;p

Lol. I know im abit old to be getting it but when I was a kid, my sis got it and my family's attempt for me to contract it failed miserably. So here I am, finally succumbing to it 10 years down the line. Its Malaysian chicken pox too! Muahaha. Yea apparently incubation period is 3 weeks so since I've been home for 2 weeks, its likely I contracted it there.

Anyways Im on 10 days quarantine. Cheers mate! lol..


ps: Happy Birthday Dan!!