My Poor Research Project

My poor, poor, poor, poor, poor, poor, poor, poor, poor, poor, poor, poor research project. It is an interesting project. I swear it really is! Girls Guide Honor! And I do want to continue my PhD on this topic. CATALYSIS.

But…. unfortunately, I’m not a proactive kind of person. I do my work slowly. I have very low self confidence. Takes time to build my confidence just to ask a question. *Big Sigh* Even knowing all that, I know I have to change myself. I DO want to change! But… the temptation from those cursed devils!! Can’t seem to avoid being tempted.. *excuses-shmuses*

Dear Allah, please help boost my confidence. Keep away the feel of laziness from me. Let me become a proactive person. Please simplify away for me to finish my research project. Amin~

Unfruitful Day

What an unproductive day today. I have a lot of work to do. Really! When I mean a lot… I mean A LOT!! I feel like I want to scream! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! *high pitch*

I just finished my first conference last week. By first, I mean the first official educational conference in front of foreigners. It’s a bit of a let down to me because the results that I show was so little that even I, myself, recognized it as unworthy to be presented. Anyway, that was last week.

However, the reason I am writing right now is because of today. An unfruitful day, today is. I NEED to write a collaboration draft with international format. Then, I NEED to fill in a BW form for online GC, which I have not yet asked Shafarina or the person who know how to complete the procedure. And I still don’t have any quotation for quartz wool. *heavy sigh* All day today I have been dreading if my supervisor call. TODAY, I’m very lack in work motivation.

‘Dear Allah, please help me with my dilemma. Gift me the strength, confidence and inspiration to finish my work right now and what ever work that may come in my way for as long as I am alive and well living in this borrowed world. Amin’ *praying desperately*

Hey! Miraculously, I feel great right now. Even if just a little bit.

Dom & Sub

My references are only from two books; Fifty Shades Trilogy by E. L. James & Burn by Maya Banks. Both pictured the act of BDSM is different from my first opinion of it. I used to think that it is the act of violence, abusing people; a crime. But only after reading those books I realized that it wouldn't fall into that category when it was concentual by both party. The role of being a Dom was a heavy one. Every aspect of his/her Sub life must be taken cared of. Hence being a Dom, one most likely be protective, possessive, domineering, big headed & etc to his/ her Sub whether it was in the bedroom or some called it playroom or outside it. To be a Sub, one must agreed to be taken cared of to the extreme and follow the playroom rules to fault. Which I would think a very hard thing to do in this era. A Sub would also have to agree of the act of spanking, being tied, blindfolded, or any pain inflicting stuff a Dom wanted to do at them. However, the degree of pain being inflicted were only what the Sub agreed upon, not set by the Dom. In other words, a happy Sub makes a happy Dom.

Arghhh!!

Friday, May 24, 2013 at 10:59am Fuck... I just found out that my uncle is gonna come and stay for a while. Not that I don't like him, but him being nosy is making me who's already stressful about my "unemployment" state become even more stressful. And right now I'm starting to plan what way am I going to avoid him... Shared with Memoires for Android http://market.android.com/details?id=net.nakvic.dromoris http://sites.google.com/site/drodiary/

Cafe Of Dreams 2 - Read Cafe Of Dreams Chapter 2 Online - Page 2

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Take a look at this WORD OF HOPE...

Tanjoubi!!!

Kyo wa atashi no tanjoubi. (^-^)

My sister & friends have wished me..

THANKS Y'ALL!!

ARIGATOU MINNA!!

The first thing I've after I've woken up...

Of course, pray...

Then I went out side and took scenery pictures of my first day being 25.. ;)

 

This is the full view from my home gate.

  

 

The view in the morning...

At the east of my house...

 

It would be even better if I could capture the full sun rise...

 

Blueish skies...

Hehehe... 

Good day and hopefully it will become a good year for me this year...

Oh... there's few shots of my dads pets Peacocks...

I took it 'cause I can get close to her..

 This one I couldn't touched its head but likes to peck my fingers...

Hahaha...

Weird!!!

A scary thing happen to me today...
Maybe for some people this situation is not so weird but for me it is down right frightening....*shivers*

This late afternoon I was waiting for a friend of mine to send in our draft thesis for marking. There I met an acquaintance who is a nice Arab (I think) guy. So he started asking how was my day, when will I finish my research... yada... yada... yada.. All the typical Q. So I just answer him honestly... Then he started asking me my phone number, so I just gave it to him without thinking. I didn't expect him to ask about my personal relationship.. Whether I have a boyfriend or not... And absentmindedly  I answer truthfully... Then the weird Q came.. "If ask for your hand, will you accept?"

Mentally I said what the hell.. If I'd known this would happen I wouldn't gave him my phone no.. Argh!!! But in front of him I just smile uncomfortably... Neither giving him any yes or no answer.. When I was trying to reject him politely, he interrupted me saying he hope I can get to know him first..

Huh... he's old enough to be my father yet he want me to marry him... *double shiver*

Luckily, my friend has arrived and we went to hand in our drafts... When I was going to get home he said he'd call me... The hell I would answer... When I was on the bus he sent me a text. "If you accept me I will save you in my heart be sure"

Please.... Like I would accept him... Didn't mean to be rude but I wasn't in the mood to get married soon so the hell I would accept him...

This evening he had called but I just ignore him... *triple shiver*