Hugable, hug me.

Behold, the camera hogger.

We finally had our Anatomy practical today. Finalfuckingly. I think our section was the last one.
Poking a dead body with too small latex gloves was nice. Life got a wee bit more exciting.
I was at the very front, practically ran to get there,
and the first thing I saw : a sad looking mouth that was half opened, (the corpse's)
the first thing I did: poke it repeatedly,
the first thing I thought: Poke harder! Haaarderrr.
the first thing I said: Ew. Aah. Oooo. Fuck EW!


Our lecturer was the big lady that taught Sufi's section last semester whose name I never bothered to find out. But she was very nice.
I understood her, that's one thing. Plus, I actually participated in the sort of discussion that usually happens when the lecturer asks something and everyone starts to answer all at once. And I didn't feel stupid.


Nothing like a dead body to boost your learning ability, that's what dad used to say.
Someone else's dad, not mine.


Oh, and today's Pharma practical was magical. Know that I never use 'magical' lightly.
We had the guy lecturer, and he was as engaging as E! Entertainment News at 4am in the morning when you're bored out of your glands.
I felt immensely stimulated to study Pharma which is amazing because I've despising the damned subject since day one.
He said "You are like parrots. Only taking, never asking." I was surprised when they giggled. I was ashamed, really.

"We are not doing a charity for you. You, students need to ask and we, lecturers MUST answer."

He's my favorite funny looking lecturer.

But I don't know his name either.

I don't know and/or forgot all the lecturer's names to be honest. Ngeh.

Apparently when I wear baju kurung, I scare/piss/intimidate people less.
I counted 18 smiles today. A few perverted, mostly sweet and a small amount that only smiled because I caught them staring.
Hoyeah, I was that mindblowing. *muka bangga dan self obsessed*

Or I was deemed so evil, they're shocked to see such evilness in a gold baju kurung and grey sandals, symbols of purity and kindness.


Whichever, whatever.


I have worn it before, I don't know why today was so significant.

My other half.

I miss you so much, you squishable little person you.
I miss singing Pink Floyd to you.

And I miss you too.

Ignore the makcik.

Ikan.

Current mood: hugable
Listening to: My Heart Is The Worst Kind of Weapon.