A constant struggle.

I need to STOP working at the very last minute like i used to. But everytime i want to do so, i failed at it. Hmm. This week is crammed with tests and other biology-related workload. Monday- Cell bio test. Tuesday- animal phylo test. Wednesday- hanyu test. Thursday animal phylo practical, maths test and cell bio presentation. Saturday- genetics practical and due for report. Hmm. Don't ask about the test, i totally left some questions blank. And the snail dissection is URGH. i did my best and yet he gave a just-pass mark because i TWISTED the body or something. I am terrible at dissection.


Ramadhan's going fast. I am not ready for it. First day of Syawal, in my case, needs a lot of pshycological preperation. Life is a constant struggle. Thank god we're not going through it all alone






But someone somewhere.. are really struggling on their own. I have been reading Women from shanghai, a book i brought from Hongkong a few weeks ago. I seldom read books you know that. But this story captured my interest. Its a historical account of people who survived jiabiangou 夹边沟; It mentioned about how people in Jiabiangou reeducation camp (during the era of Mao) were wrongly accused, sent there and died of hunger. Some resort to eating undigested food from horse's dung. Some even resort to cutting flesh from rotting corpses of their fellow mates. The true story about this have been covered up bu fake medical records. Jiabiangou is gone, but it should have taught the world a few lessons.

One lesson- someone somewhere in this world have only little to survive on. Even until now, fasting is their constant regime. If you don't have money to help, you still have prayers. Love food. Don't waste.





salam. I hope our last days of ramadhan will be a wonderful one. Till we meet again.