Sweet escape

It has been a week. But I can still smell the sea, I can still feel the wind breeze against my cheek, I can still hear the harmonious sound of the waves. I miss lying on the spread of fine white sands, looking at the billion of stars above, feeling utterly amazed how wide the world is, and how small is me. Those images are still playing in my head as if it just happened yesterday.

Langkawi. A great place I can say. We had a great 'sweet escape'. It was ten of us, me and my lab mates. As it named, we totally escaped everything related to the lab. No one brought a journal paper, no one brought a lap top, and we never said anything about the lab along the vacation. We totally had our best time together, not as a lab mates this time, but as a best friends. The vacation was packed with activities cause I won't let a second left without something we could all remember. So instead of relaxing, we ended up by getting a super tired body. Sorry guys, I never thought that the schedule was too tight that some of us got sick. Four days were not enough. I wish we could spend more time there.

I love Langkawi's beaches, the sands are perfectly fine and flawless white. The water is so clear that we could see the fishes. We had a boat tour along the mangrove forest and moved towards the ocean. All I can say is, subhanallah. Once I even forgot that I was still in Malaysia. I never thought that our own country has such a breathtaking view of scenery. Then we also rode a cable car to the top of Gunung Machinchang. At the top of the mountain, we could see spectacular scenery of Langkawi, a wide field of mountains, the sea and the small islands views. And I could feel the cool breezes swiped away all the worries and sadness out of my mind, leaving a peaceful and happier me.

If I will be asked one day, ' if you could pick one day of your life and relive it, what would it be?' i'll definitely pick 7 - 10 of March 2013 :)

Spark

From the chocolate recovery guide (Nina Miller), I found these words are undoubted and accurate:

'Unfortunately, men often have trouble expressing their feelings-so don't expect an enlightening explanation  even though you deserve one!'
'Remember, he's a caveman. Sometimes men just need space and time to themselves. The go into their caves when they are troubled and emerge refreshed. After a time out, a man may want back in.'
'The body is made to heal-from broken nails to broken hearts. But keep in mind that it is a process like making the perfect chocolate cream pie, and that will happen with time.'
'Focus more on your work if you find it fulfilling. Sometimes a personal crisis is a catalyst for great professional accomplishments.'
'Remember that you aren't alone. Broken hearts have healed since the beginning of time, and yours will too.'

Lately I have been feeling like fired up. I can finally recognize my passion, not like before when I was like trying to see the outside world through the cloudy window. Despite all the pains, I can finally see the silver lining. It is great when the only reason for me to go on and make decision is for my own satisfaction and to make my parents happy and proud of me. Come to think of the famous cliche 'Women are complicated', wait! Men are even more complicated!

Michael Crichton's Micro

So I just finished reading a novel, Micro by Michael Crichton (completed by Richard Preston because Crichton passed away in 2008). And what I feel recently, I want to live in the micro world once, if I ever have a chance, or if the tensor technology of shrinking things really do exist. Micro tells a story of a group of six PhD students who had been invited by a company, Nanigen that doing research for searching new potential drugs. But then they discovered the dark side of the company, so they have been shrunk to the size of an inch using the tensor field, a electromagnetic-related technology which was able to shrink molecules. In an attempt to escape, they found themselves dropped in a man-made jungle belongs to Nanigen. Living in a micro world was just like living in a wide battle field.

Being an inch in height made all those small little creatures giant to them. I learnt a lot of new thing which mostly wowed me. I learnt that beetles, millipedes, wisps and other small insects produce very powerful chemicals even lethal chemicals for their survival. That would definitely make a micro-human very fragile in their world because human can't produce chemicals, and without armor suit our cells are so fragile, even an ant can tear our body apart. However, on the other side micro world was actually a beautiful and amazing place. We can even see the single cell bacteria. I work with bacteria every day, just imagine how anxious I want to see them, as a single cell alone. By living in a micro world, it will just make a dream come true!

Micro was perfectly written because I can imagine myself in the story, some part has got on my nerves, some part made me feel very nervous, and some part made me want to throw up. And sometimes the author's view of the life of those postgrads students were more or less the same as mine, perhaps that makes me feel very close to the story. Plus the science behind it was so familiar cause that what I was facing each day of my grad school after all. People say reading is like traveling, off course it is :)

Choc bath

Found this in one of my boxes, a free gift from a bookstore in Australia. Back then I didn't bother cause I didn't even need this, so I gave this to my friend. And now here I am, reading this and had a refreshing chocolate bubble bath afterward in a candle-lighted shower. I love the words in that cute recovery guide, they're so wise ;)

Essence of happiness

Today's essence of happiness ;)

Night's vacation

I usually had a dreamless sleep especially at home, and here when the lab works won't allow me to sit even a minute. But sometimes my mind could sail  to many strange places when the rest of my body rests. These are how dreams sometimes seemed to me.

My dreams can be very bizarre. I was at a very peculiar place with my friends. The place was somewhat creepy and the scene would be dark and gloomy like those in a vampire movie. And it would involve a creepy old building or toilets. I actually dreamed like this several nights. This is mysterious dream.

I hate it when I opened my eyes in the morning, I felt such a great feeling. I knew it was because I had a pretty nice dream, but it was so hard to remember what my dream was. This is a provoke dream.

There were several times I dreamed I didn't wear hijab in public, and I will wake up with a feeling of such embarrassment. Then, I was so relieved  that it was just a dream. This is embarrassing dream.

Sometimes I dreamed about my lab, I was rushing writing up my paper because my supervisor was there too. This is scientist  dream.

I love it when I can meet my family in my dream especially mom. It feels like home. This is lovely dream.

Sometimes my dream can be very sad and I felt like crying when I opened my eyes. This is not a good start of my day. Most of time I will keep myself very quiet that day. This is sad dream.

I had a rare dream, long time ago, I was at a place where I can see my book of deeds. I compared it with my friend's, and I was so sad because my good deeds were less than her. I even once dreamed someone (that I think the Angel of Death) wanted to take my life off. And I was so scared and begged him not to. This one is so scary. This is tarbiah dream I think.

I rarely dreamed about someone I want to meet so bad. But when I did, I will wake up so bright and that would make my day the best day ever. And this is my dreamed dream.

Strange or nice, scary or happy, I would love to have a dreamed sleep. Because I can travel to many places that I'd  never go in my real life, like going for a holiday. And I can experience various feelings that I will not feel in my real life. 

Gotta curl myself up in a bed and have a night vacation! Sweet dreams people!

Reverse the clock

I just had a nice catching up session with my high school roommate. But I guess it turned out to be a girl-to-girl talk. It's been years, so my secret was, well broken. I didn't really have an attention to tell her but she led me to that way. I really can't help myself. hehe..

I have really really bad memory. I always forget things like what I used to talk about when I'm with my girlfriends, what I used to do with them and so on. So as I chat with my roommate, she reminded me a lot of stuffs which have never been popped out of my mind all these years after I graduated high school. I can't even recall it after she had reminded me. And the worst part is I can't forgive myself for forgetting something that I used to say to my girlfriends about someone important in my life. I think that is what friends for, reminding us what we have forgotten. And as a person like me, I can't be more grateful to have them as a friend.

But I still hate that part of me of being so forgetful. I would love to go back in time if I have a time machine. Because I really can't remember all those small things in high school. I just remember me, in the classroom, in the prep class and in the graduation hall. That is pathetic! I want to reverse the clock so bad right now. Maybe I don't like to think about all those small things so thoroughly, so they are just easily being swept away and replaced with other more important memories. But those small things actually bring color to my journey. How could I forget them? I'm so regret I didn't write them up in a diary.

Memories, please come back. At least in my dream.