I used to like writing a lot, until I enrolled into PhD and needs to write all sorts of stuff as in abstracts, manuscripts, proposals and mostly reports, tonnes of reports. Then I realised, I only like to write nonsense, something not so academic, something that I can simply write without the need to think if the sentence is too lengthy or if the tenses used matches the paragraph or if the explanation is scientific enough. Just like reading, where I have preference to only story books or novels and anything unrelated to that I don't even feel like touching it at all. And then, the moment I start to think, nah, its fine, I have had enough with words~ let me just play some game, scroll some facebook viewing some of the videos, although mostly is dumb in a way, but it is funny and most importantly I don't need to think. Until one day, I realised that my brain is stuffed with nothing very much useful and it has been a very long time since I pick up this writing habit leaving my blog in lonliness without even bother to visit it as often.. because.. I. have. got. nothing. to. share. because. my. life. is. too. boring. because. I. am. too. lazy. to. think. and. write. because. I. think. I. should. use. this. time. to. write. something.more. important. such. as. my. long. due. 'something'. and. I. know. these. are. all. lame. excuses.
Hell yeah, so here I am, back to here sharing something boring or maybe not and I have no idea on this but who cares? I just want to write something which is not related to my research. So for the past two years, I couldn't exactly remember when did I really sit down, and give a thought to something really serious like life??? okay this is boring. But then, after I had my second year viva the other day, I started to rethink about everything thanks to my assessor. So, I used to read because I know I have to, and write because I need to but without making use of my brain to tell people why are they so. Yes, why? And my assessor say, you can't just report as a report without telling people why is it happening. Then with my other PhD mates, we came out with this conclusion: 'why' the most important question in our research, we ourselves made this question up and we have to answer it ourselves, that is how dumb smart we are as a scientist. =x
3 of us were talking about this on a bench outside one of the accommodation building in UNNC with a chilly weather at night after dinner and this is when I learned a new word: sated; where your satisfaction is to the max level and you don't feel like doing anything at that time. Then I realised, after almost 6 months staying here in Ningbo, I started to feel a little reluctant to go back. Though I miss my family, my home, my king size bed, my car, my housemates aka colleagues, and most importantly Malaysia's food..... I wonder why does good bye always come after I finally get used to some places and the moment I start to get familiar with the people here and starts having friends that can hang out together.
~nong~
