"Mirror, mirror on the wall. Who is the prettiest of all?" That is a calling which is familiar to almost half the population in the world. A stepmother of Sleeping Beauty who happened to be a dark witch and was obsessed with her own beauty. Every now and then she would asked her magic mirror the question, just to make sure that she was the prettiest one in the kingdom.
As an ordinary people, I used mirror to take a look at myself when I wanted to apply something on the face. Sometimes, I just trust myself and forget all about the mirror. I am very simple when come to appearance, physically. But most of us will take a good care of themselves very much. I adore such kind of human as they really will look good outside.
However, mirror can only reflected our physical appearance. Never take it lightly though because a person who are not able to accept themselves in the mirror is believe to have a very low esteem, physiologically. Having to point that out, we are actually can never see our deeper side. The inner beauty rely on the conciseness of the person. No amount of make-up or skin care products could clean and shines an inner beauty.
It still puzzles me if a person could live a life with so much hatred and so many guilds inside. Personally, it will easily break me apart emotionally and physically. I hate to hate other people and I hate to show my anger. It was almost 20 years ago that I decided I would buried my anger for good though it riseｓ once awhile. And other people will take it as a sign of my weakness. Some of them will just think that I am easily cornered and will quickly try to take me out. The fact is never let any small and smiley character fools us. That is one of the reasons we shall always respect other people.
Respecting other people and other people privacy are one of ways in making friends. Having one thousand friends is not enough if we create an enemy. Making jokes about other persons are fine if the person approves but it shall be carried out with dignity. One of the other points to remember is not in front of new companions. Jokes about ourselves if we really wanted to be a joker of the party or at least make a funny remark about something that every one can laugh off. Laugh your heart off but not by embarrassing other people.
Maturity never really comes as a package as we ages. It is one that shows the truth about oneself. The simple illustration is about winning. Being a winner is a good feeling better than being a loser as quoted by Kate Winsley when she got the Oscar for best actress last week. However, life is never fair and accepting that we are not the winner gracefully is sign of maturity, especially during an argument with your friends or acquaintances.
Many more things can be talk about having inner beauty. However, the main thing is to live truly. Onｌｙ us can say that we are true or not. If you borrow some money, pay. If you said something about whomever you considered friends, repent. If you want other person to respect you, show some respect. If you want people to love you, love them. Life comes in circle. It is really like boomerang. If it is not today, maybe tomorrow or probably someday. Cheers to the life!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
I will die a thousand death....for snowboarding?
Haven’t been going all out to move my muscleｓ for an inched since the last 2 years. Things have been pretty mundane lately. Moving is heavier as I put on weight and the number on the balance is either crossing a single digit of the number 9 up or down. Despite the physical conditions, brain had me saying yes to the idea of snowboarding. As if I don’t know how my mind had been in controlled all these years. Huh! Anyhow, going by my motto `Life is experiencing`, I will never say no to something that surely will keep my memory bank full. Not in this lifetime.
There I was in Hakuba Iwatake, Nagano, with all the youngsters; KYM, Baby M, MR and YY. Ah! Forgot to mention that Su had an emergency that need to recluse herself from the trip.
We took a night bus and reached there in eerie morning with other bunch of groups. I can felt that somehow my muscle tiff a little to see the huge white snow mountain in front of us. The temperature was freezing and there was no hot water in the restroom! But then, things seem to get well. There was a changing room and large coin lockers. And place where we can linger around with huge heater.
What friends are for? Especially in the morning when we need breakfast, having friends with foods came in handy. We thought of bringing some bread but having thought again that most place will have convenience store, made us took the first idea lightly. There were many restaurants around the place but not our most overrated favorite convenience store, Lawson. We shared the breads amongst us、just barely to stop the stomached from growling while snowboarding.
Itching to have the day start、we went for a 500 yen 1 hour lesson with a pretty instructor. She had degree in physical fitness and very warm Japanese. Thank God for my limited understanding of Japanese language, I can make up the head and tail of what she was saying, but really ‘limited`. The day start with me not able to walk on ice with one leg strapped on the board. And not been able to stand straight one ice. It was like my mind, body and legs were not listening to each other. They were not synchronizing. The interesting part was to try to stand from a sitting position with both of my legs strapped onto the snowboard. After a few times trying, it became easy but it was a hard work. Harder than doing western blotting in Hosoi`s lab.
But then, the glowing of her white and clean skin texture did manage to jump into my flow of thought while listening to her instruction. And make me thinking of asking her to recommend me the skincare brand that she`s been using. We parted our way with the pretty instructor after having our photos taken and changing Facebook addresses.
After trying to slide on ice on the lower part, we went up the mountain. I stumbled a thousand times and hit my buttock three thousand times, like I care to count. It was countless. The only thing that motivated me was that I don’t want to stay up there alone watching the beautiful snow mountains of Japan. I wanted to go to Salem High Country, just like in the advertisement for Salem cigarettes that our Malaysia TV shown when I was only a little girl. Not in Japan anyway. So, I wanted to come down as fast as I can, no matter how many times I did stumble on ice. Lucky I, none of my bones break but all my muscles and joint were crying in pain. Anyhow, if I went against my body and following my heart will, I may stay longer snowboarding. Wistful thinking made me humble. I am a 34 years old woman with no skills of snowboarding, heavy and had forgotten of how to exercise. Therefore, I just opted to followed my aching body parts despite the heart was thumping inside to join the girls after the lunch break. I think, I had my day enough for the memory bank.
The day was bright, the company was right and the place was nice though the bus journey was somewhat cramping. Anyway, my memory bank is happy at the moment (but my joints are still in vain when moving around). (*_*)
There I was in Hakuba Iwatake, Nagano, with all the youngsters; KYM, Baby M, MR and YY. Ah! Forgot to mention that Su had an emergency that need to recluse herself from the trip.
We took a night bus and reached there in eerie morning with other bunch of groups. I can felt that somehow my muscle tiff a little to see the huge white snow mountain in front of us. The temperature was freezing and there was no hot water in the restroom! But then, things seem to get well. There was a changing room and large coin lockers. And place where we can linger around with huge heater.
What friends are for? Especially in the morning when we need breakfast, having friends with foods came in handy. We thought of bringing some bread but having thought again that most place will have convenience store, made us took the first idea lightly. There were many restaurants around the place but not our most overrated favorite convenience store, Lawson. We shared the breads amongst us、just barely to stop the stomached from growling while snowboarding.
Itching to have the day start、we went for a 500 yen 1 hour lesson with a pretty instructor. She had degree in physical fitness and very warm Japanese. Thank God for my limited understanding of Japanese language, I can make up the head and tail of what she was saying, but really ‘limited`. The day start with me not able to walk on ice with one leg strapped on the board. And not been able to stand straight one ice. It was like my mind, body and legs were not listening to each other. They were not synchronizing. The interesting part was to try to stand from a sitting position with both of my legs strapped onto the snowboard. After a few times trying, it became easy but it was a hard work. Harder than doing western blotting in Hosoi`s lab.
But then, the glowing of her white and clean skin texture did manage to jump into my flow of thought while listening to her instruction. And make me thinking of asking her to recommend me the skincare brand that she`s been using. We parted our way with the pretty instructor after having our photos taken and changing Facebook addresses.
After trying to slide on ice on the lower part, we went up the mountain. I stumbled a thousand times and hit my buttock three thousand times, like I care to count. It was countless. The only thing that motivated me was that I don’t want to stay up there alone watching the beautiful snow mountains of Japan. I wanted to go to Salem High Country, just like in the advertisement for Salem cigarettes that our Malaysia TV shown when I was only a little girl. Not in Japan anyway. So, I wanted to come down as fast as I can, no matter how many times I did stumble on ice. Lucky I, none of my bones break but all my muscles and joint were crying in pain. Anyhow, if I went against my body and following my heart will, I may stay longer snowboarding. Wistful thinking made me humble. I am a 34 years old woman with no skills of snowboarding, heavy and had forgotten of how to exercise. Therefore, I just opted to followed my aching body parts despite the heart was thumping inside to join the girls after the lunch break. I think, I had my day enough for the memory bank.
The day was bright, the company was right and the place was nice though the bus journey was somewhat cramping. Anyway, my memory bank is happy at the moment (but my joints are still in vain when moving around). (*_*)
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Fish or fishy?
O` how I love eating fish! There are always something fishy about fish. It can be the smell or the taste but either way, I just mad about fish.
I kept fishes in the aquarium. Love it very much till one day, she (I think it was a female fish) left me. She just died on me. Probably because I was so busy and had no time to keep her living space clean. Either way, I was to blame because most people adore fish, especially when the fish die. The other fishes that I kept in Malaysia, I just had to give them up because I would be living for Japan. They too left me for good though my friend gave her full attention on keeping them healthy. Ah! They died on me and made me the bad one.
English literature has a thing for fish. I don’t know reason of fish being called selfish. But, selfish is not about the English because we can find selfish people regardless the background or races. It was just that I think sometimes it is better being selfish than being sold fish (pun intended).
Japanese also has a thing for fish. Most of their meals preparation consisted of fish origin such as soup for udon, it is make from dry fish flakes. And sushi, we may find many types of fishes used for sushi. And sashimi, the raw fish dishes. The lists are endless.
Anyhow, fish is a source of protein for human. Never forget to eat fish once awhile. It is a source of protein for tissue which is important for cell regeneration (like fish, cell will also die) and it will keep your face glowing. New cells will also help in keeping your heart and brain young and healthy especially if the fish is high with omega-3 fatty acids. Happy eating!
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Power struggle
Sometimes I envy my other ‘me’. I never knew that she can worked her b**t out to be here, at this stage of life. A lot of works had been done to beat all the oddness, silliness, ugliness and demons just to do the right thing, overcome the unfeasible. I am one of this ‘orang ulu’ that had been described in the blog by Malaysian former Prime Minister. A simple example, I never thought the other me can understand and speak English, off course not the standard Queen English but can do ‘lah’. It was a long ride for both of us. Sometimes, I think I’ve been living long enough to see and experiences things. Other times I felt tired and just wanted to lie down and sleep, and let the world move on without me. But both of us comprehend that she will never let it materialized, a survivor she is. She wouldn’t even let me bent on my knee and take a take a break. Life for her probably a way to get the best that she can. On my mother account, she had shown a trait of being a go getter when she was a small girl, won’t backed down when she set her mind on something even though that means that she would parted with her saving.
It is a struggle of power between both of us. We want two different things over the same body.
What should we do?
It is a struggle of power between both of us. We want two different things over the same body.
What should we do?
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Behavioural analysis
This is my first and truly love. One day while I was reading a magazine, Readest Digest (my first English book collections which introduce me to the English writing though I think now the editor is taking side in the war of preconception against certain religious groups. Pardon me if I am wrong, it just a view after reading so many articles in the magazines), I came across this article about this singular person. Prior to that I never knew that `behavioural sciences` ever exist. He worked so hard to capture the bad persons such as Ted Bundy, (if I am not mistaken because it was a very very long time ago that I read the article), a serial killer who was like regular kind of guy, like you and me. This FBI person (who at the moment I forgot his name) studied their behaviour, childhood life and everything about these guys and managed to capture them. He even successfully set up a unit to identify these kind of sociopath and moved a lot to train people about this sciences. One day he collapse because of brain hemorrhage but luckily, survived.
I still remember vividly the article especially when he asked a criminal who happened to be a bookie of how he could stop them. The answer was, the criminal just asked this FBI guy to take a look at the two rain drops on the glass window. He said that by using the two drops of rain he could bet that one would fall down from the glass window faster than the other. Meaning that if one is born that way, probably they could not be stop of doing the things that they are doing.
I knew about the behavioural sciences through this article and wanted to pursue Clinical Psychology Studies before faith got in my way and here I am now studying Physiology. I think the previous TV series (now defunct) entitled Profiler was basically based on the behavioural analysis. At the moment, one of successful TV series on CBS of USA, Criminal Minds was a show that used principles of behavioural analysis in getting the bad guys that do criminal like serial killings and CSI things are not able to help out.
In reality, human can be analyse. I love to put human under my microscope and get to know them deeply. Studying human is about studying life. I think I am lucky to be bond with my religious believe. I can simply say that I believe if, "You do good, you get good, you screw up, pray hard that you can come back as human once again". Binding by law will actually make us live a good life but having a good pure heart, will make us always on the right track.
I still remember vividly the article especially when he asked a criminal who happened to be a bookie of how he could stop them. The answer was, the criminal just asked this FBI guy to take a look at the two rain drops on the glass window. He said that by using the two drops of rain he could bet that one would fall down from the glass window faster than the other. Meaning that if one is born that way, probably they could not be stop of doing the things that they are doing.
I knew about the behavioural sciences through this article and wanted to pursue Clinical Psychology Studies before faith got in my way and here I am now studying Physiology. I think the previous TV series (now defunct) entitled Profiler was basically based on the behavioural analysis. At the moment, one of successful TV series on CBS of USA, Criminal Minds was a show that used principles of behavioural analysis in getting the bad guys that do criminal like serial killings and CSI things are not able to help out.
In reality, human can be analyse. I love to put human under my microscope and get to know them deeply. Studying human is about studying life. I think I am lucky to be bond with my religious believe. I can simply say that I believe if, "You do good, you get good, you screw up, pray hard that you can come back as human once again". Binding by law will actually make us live a good life but having a good pure heart, will make us always on the right track.
Falling in love, again?
I never know that I can love so much. Basically, I knew that my heart is big and can't overcome the loneliness. I've always felt love and love the idea of being in love. Falling in love or pretend to be is somehow a good thing, probably to me.
Crap! I am going nuts again. I am letting myself falling in love again. But this time I will not jump into it because I want to know if I am crazy or just dreaming. Let's take it easy and we will see if time play can play it roles perfectly. No harm in love or war.
I am crazy but let it be;), let's have some fun.
*Just a note to the broken heart.* (^_^)
Crap! I am going nuts again. I am letting myself falling in love again. But this time I will not jump into it because I want to know if I am crazy or just dreaming. Let's take it easy and we will see if time play can play it roles perfectly. No harm in love or war.
I am crazy but let it be;), let's have some fun.
*Just a note to the broken heart.* (^_^)
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Spring is just around the corner
I love spring. This year I will go back to Malaysia for a holiday next month. And will probably stop blogging while enjoying myself being around the love ones.
Today is holiday in Japan. Japan do have many holidays. It's a personal choice of either the person wanted to take a leave or still attending the office. I choose to stay home today and enjoyed the hot sun with wind breezing through the open sliding doors. The technology allowed me to listen to the "bickering" of radio DJs of Malaysia Hot FM. I just love the laughter, the languages and the songs. But not to forget the sound of my washing machine joined in making the house like full with peoples.
And the day is so good that I decided to finally rearranged my kitchen. It was halfway finished but I then felt like going to buy somethings in the 100yen shop 10 minutes from my house (by bicycle) to complete the arrangement. While waiting and deciding, if I really need to go, I am now blogging.
This is not procrastination but lack of motivation? Or it could be I am easily diverted from the original objective? I am going now but I have to pray first and then I will go after seeing if the bright sun still there or will it rain today? Got to go anyway.
Today is holiday in Japan. Japan do have many holidays. It's a personal choice of either the person wanted to take a leave or still attending the office. I choose to stay home today and enjoyed the hot sun with wind breezing through the open sliding doors. The technology allowed me to listen to the "bickering" of radio DJs of Malaysia Hot FM. I just love the laughter, the languages and the songs. But not to forget the sound of my washing machine joined in making the house like full with peoples.
And the day is so good that I decided to finally rearranged my kitchen. It was halfway finished but I then felt like going to buy somethings in the 100yen shop 10 minutes from my house (by bicycle) to complete the arrangement. While waiting and deciding, if I really need to go, I am now blogging.
This is not procrastination but lack of motivation? Or it could be I am easily diverted from the original objective? I am going now but I have to pray first and then I will go after seeing if the bright sun still there or will it rain today? Got to go anyway.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Out of box
Changing paradigm is a term used to motivate people to look from a different perspective and build a new idea. Imagination is a part of the process. That`s one of the reason anybody with high imaginative ability could remember easily.
Forming an imagination requires a lot of hard work, the least to say. But, it is a work of mind, knowledge and experiences. However, to create a new idea is not very difficult. Try brainstorming, a work to generate new ideas. It could be the un-believable ideas but in brainstorming session, it is allowed. Reason, crazy ideas sometimes is a new platform for a new paradigm which can be an `out of box` way of thinking.
So, never say never to any ideas before thinking about it thoroughly. Just look at the `look east` idea. Tun Dr Mahathir surely would have a lot to say about this campaign, though it was started more than 20 years ago. I can understand his opinion after I`ve been here, in Japan, by myself.
Forming an imagination requires a lot of hard work, the least to say. But, it is a work of mind, knowledge and experiences. However, to create a new idea is not very difficult. Try brainstorming, a work to generate new ideas. It could be the un-believable ideas but in brainstorming session, it is allowed. Reason, crazy ideas sometimes is a new platform for a new paradigm which can be an `out of box` way of thinking.
So, never say never to any ideas before thinking about it thoroughly. Just look at the `look east` idea. Tun Dr Mahathir surely would have a lot to say about this campaign, though it was started more than 20 years ago. I can understand his opinion after I`ve been here, in Japan, by myself.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Live a life to the fullest
Sometimes people tend to look out rather than looking inside. Realising and understanding oneself and being critical about our self is actually the best way to live. Live a life to the fullest is not about trying and living life dangerously. It is about finding the perfect ways of living the life. By not trying, one cannot say that the life they have is the best life. Look out outside the window. Flying above the average. Stick the gut to the rareness. Find the possible. And questions every move to make a better judgement. BUT never condemn others just to feel good about our self. That is the lowest form of life.
"Great people talk about ideas.
Average people talk about things.
Small people talk about other people."
Author: Unknown
"Great people talk about ideas.
Average people talk about things.
Small people talk about other people."
Author: Unknown
Monday, February 2, 2009
A night in cafe for coffee
I love coffee, since the young age. In my family, coffee was drink as much as tea and young children are not prohibited to have one. Yes, I knew a few families who wish that their children should not drink coffee.
Thus, having any chances to have coffee, under any reasons would have me weak in my knee. In Kota Bharu, I think most people is familiar with White House. The coffee is good, as good as the 'roti sekaya' and 'telur setengah masak'. I would go there even it means that I have to wake up early in the weekend morning or at night. But sometimes, the place was full with people waiting for their turn and I will go to McD instead if I haven't have the heart to wait any longer, just around the corner by the way.
Here in Tokushima, I think I got used to Doutor and Tully's. I love the salmon & shrimp (sake and ebi) sandwich in Doutor to go with just the ice coffee. And at Tully's, the cookies is just nice with the plain coffee. I rarely will used milk in my coffee as it will camouflage the real taste.
Anyhow, a lonely weekend night with a friend in a cafe having coffee is just a perfect idea to begin the coming week. It is a great start!
Thus, having any chances to have coffee, under any reasons would have me weak in my knee. In Kota Bharu, I think most people is familiar with White House. The coffee is good, as good as the 'roti sekaya' and 'telur setengah masak'. I would go there even it means that I have to wake up early in the weekend morning or at night. But sometimes, the place was full with people waiting for their turn and I will go to McD instead if I haven't have the heart to wait any longer, just around the corner by the way.
Here in Tokushima, I think I got used to Doutor and Tully's. I love the salmon & shrimp (sake and ebi) sandwich in Doutor to go with just the ice coffee. And at Tully's, the cookies is just nice with the plain coffee. I rarely will used milk in my coffee as it will camouflage the real taste.
Anyhow, a lonely weekend night with a friend in a cafe having coffee is just a perfect idea to begin the coming week. It is a great start!
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Mind and beholder
The life is only one life. The happiness is only in the mind of the beholder, so as the sadness. By beginning to think that happiness exists in all form of life, surely one can find it within.
There are a few black and white pictures that can be interpreted in at least 2 ways. I've seen one; an old woman and a young woman. Looking at the picture and putting different perspectives out of it, had me looking at two dissimilar images.
The conclusion of this idea is that life is just about putting perspective and be able to see it. There are thousands of ways to see things as good or bad and to create and understand reasons of it happening. Sometimes the environment of someone living while bring brought up will instill a certain value. Being defensive, being bossy or even greedy in the later life could have been affected by this simple thing, rule of the family, be it from father or mother or extended family such as grandparents.
However, sometimes the authority could have forgotten that environment is still the main influential aspect of one life. I had an experience working with a few lecturers from Middle East. One of them was from a country that had experiences of constant war with their neighbor. When she was very keen in getting something, she would want it her way even if it is against the rules. She kept most of the reagents or equipments for herself as if it was not to be shared or she can’t have it again if it finish. My point is that she stockpiles everything, just like in case there is a war. Based on my reading and close encounter, their race is strong headed. Sometimes wasn’t easy to make thing go smoothly. My analyzed will say that her cultures and war experiences and family up bringing made who she was, just an assumption on my part.
But then, it is true to most people that I’ve met from Middle East, only eagerness will tell if they were from which country or had they had previous war experiences or lost of relatives in the war. You wouldn’t believe me if I said that if you meet a man with good English and asking you for marriage or on being friend on first of second meeting, they probably from Maghreb. One of many experiences was that they probably used Islam as a mask while asking for your phone number. Do not be puzzle because this country is not under any war.
I had a student from Yemen. Yes, he was strong headed in his way. Wanted to finish his study and yet rarely made his way to the laboratory. I had to peel his strong skin of one by one before getting my way and made him trust me. That was a story of monitoring PhD student while you only had MSc. I just assume that it was hard for him to be guided by a woman.
As a scientific officer previously, I had my tight schedule in between endless meetings, making purchases, doing my own researches and monitoring undergraduates and postgraduates under my department. Thus, in the first few months I had to make at least 4 to 5 meetings every week with him after 5 p.m in the lab which sometimes seems like hours just to teach him reading the literature reviews and understanding the scientific English. This is because if his supervisor asked him to make by himself, it will be a copy of an article in the internet. That’s one of the things that he and a few others that I knew were noticed doing, copy and paste and the supervisor will do the rest correcting the paper. And that meetings were not without fighting and shouting with each other. Believe me; I had to shout my voice out as I think, mentaly, he was not in the position to take direction. And sometimes I had to use the ‘leverage’, as some motivational speaker will put it, just to make he agreed with me and do as I said.
Anyhow, at last his paper was published in a good journal, though he’s PhD was still not granted due to some internal politics in the small scientific community in USM and in Malaysia. Probably soon, I guess as the green light is there, just sometime even the son of soil (Malay, I mean) will try to get his percentage whenever he is in the position as a ‘gold’ keeper, no pun intended. I will try to say at least one or two words of this guy to try to reach the moon by rocket but without gas. Maybe one or two years later, I don’t think he will be long in his journey.
Talking about son of the soil, another ‘gold’ keeper, is having hard time at the moment after I think 5 or 6 years in the position of breaking every law by putting himself above law (law of administration, mind you). Human easily forget that we’re only human, we still have God looking after us.
There are a few black and white pictures that can be interpreted in at least 2 ways. I've seen one; an old woman and a young woman. Looking at the picture and putting different perspectives out of it, had me looking at two dissimilar images.
The conclusion of this idea is that life is just about putting perspective and be able to see it. There are thousands of ways to see things as good or bad and to create and understand reasons of it happening. Sometimes the environment of someone living while bring brought up will instill a certain value. Being defensive, being bossy or even greedy in the later life could have been affected by this simple thing, rule of the family, be it from father or mother or extended family such as grandparents.
However, sometimes the authority could have forgotten that environment is still the main influential aspect of one life. I had an experience working with a few lecturers from Middle East. One of them was from a country that had experiences of constant war with their neighbor. When she was very keen in getting something, she would want it her way even if it is against the rules. She kept most of the reagents or equipments for herself as if it was not to be shared or she can’t have it again if it finish. My point is that she stockpiles everything, just like in case there is a war. Based on my reading and close encounter, their race is strong headed. Sometimes wasn’t easy to make thing go smoothly. My analyzed will say that her cultures and war experiences and family up bringing made who she was, just an assumption on my part.
But then, it is true to most people that I’ve met from Middle East, only eagerness will tell if they were from which country or had they had previous war experiences or lost of relatives in the war. You wouldn’t believe me if I said that if you meet a man with good English and asking you for marriage or on being friend on first of second meeting, they probably from Maghreb. One of many experiences was that they probably used Islam as a mask while asking for your phone number. Do not be puzzle because this country is not under any war.
I had a student from Yemen. Yes, he was strong headed in his way. Wanted to finish his study and yet rarely made his way to the laboratory. I had to peel his strong skin of one by one before getting my way and made him trust me. That was a story of monitoring PhD student while you only had MSc. I just assume that it was hard for him to be guided by a woman.
As a scientific officer previously, I had my tight schedule in between endless meetings, making purchases, doing my own researches and monitoring undergraduates and postgraduates under my department. Thus, in the first few months I had to make at least 4 to 5 meetings every week with him after 5 p.m in the lab which sometimes seems like hours just to teach him reading the literature reviews and understanding the scientific English. This is because if his supervisor asked him to make by himself, it will be a copy of an article in the internet. That’s one of the things that he and a few others that I knew were noticed doing, copy and paste and the supervisor will do the rest correcting the paper. And that meetings were not without fighting and shouting with each other. Believe me; I had to shout my voice out as I think, mentaly, he was not in the position to take direction. And sometimes I had to use the ‘leverage’, as some motivational speaker will put it, just to make he agreed with me and do as I said.
Anyhow, at last his paper was published in a good journal, though he’s PhD was still not granted due to some internal politics in the small scientific community in USM and in Malaysia. Probably soon, I guess as the green light is there, just sometime even the son of soil (Malay, I mean) will try to get his percentage whenever he is in the position as a ‘gold’ keeper, no pun intended. I will try to say at least one or two words of this guy to try to reach the moon by rocket but without gas. Maybe one or two years later, I don’t think he will be long in his journey.
Talking about son of the soil, another ‘gold’ keeper, is having hard time at the moment after I think 5 or 6 years in the position of breaking every law by putting himself above law (law of administration, mind you). Human easily forget that we’re only human, we still have God looking after us.
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