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The last of it

Dah baca satu blog baru realize tag aku tak complete.. (-_-)

Maaf ya. The past two weeks have been a blur. Otak aku dah nak disintegrate memikirkan kerja, sambung belajar, family.. Satu per satu masalah timbul, tak nampak nak reda. Malah makin besar jadinya. Aku dah mula rasa rimas dan tersepit.

Masa-masa susah macam ni aku rindukan mama. Dia selalu ada jawapan, jalan penyelesaian, atau paling kurang pun hala tuju ke arah itu. Things always look better at the end of a discussion with her. Aku baru sedar, aku okay sebagai pemangku, tapi aku takkan betul-betul dapat gantikan tempat parents aku. Just goes to show, you don't know what you've got till you've lost it..

Haish, nasib baik dua hari lagi aku nak pergi retreat. Sampai sana nanti aku nak hamburkan masalah pada kawan-kawan, minta pendapat dan pandangan. Aku nak lontarkan semuanya jauh-jauh, biar nanti aku boleh pulang dengan dada yang sedikit lapang.

Ah, aku tau bunyinya tak adil dan penting diri. Kawan-kawan datang untuk istirehat, kenapa masalah aku mesti disandang? Tapi, kalau itu pandangan kamu, maknanya kamu kurang faham. You see, I am entitled to their time and space. Because they are my second family, they belong to me.. Muahahahahahakuikuikui!

Lagipun, kalau mereka kurang setuju.....

TOO LATE NOW.....

Missing you...

Haish, it's one of those weeks... (-_-)

On Monday my supervisor paid a surprise visit to CGAT and interrogated everybody on their research progress. Everyone had something to show for it; progress, results, optimization problems, etc.

Everyone but me.

Aku kena marah sebab result DNA extraction dan PCR tak keluar. Dah aku katakan dulu, Promega kit tu mungkin tak berkesan untuk extract DNA daripada tisu kepak kelawar. Aku minta beli brand Qiagen dia kata mahal. Memang pun. Siapa yang nak beli benda mahal kalau ada yang setengah harga...

Awalnya, aku ingat mungkin aku yang tersilap ikut manual. Something obviously went wrong somewhere. Aku cuba lagi. Tukar sana, betulkan sini; tak juga menjadi. Foto gel aku kosong. Cuma laddernya saja yang maha cantik. PCR tak payah cakap la. Lagi-lagi isu primer dimers. Bila supervisor minta results...

Hari ni aku gi quantify DNA dengan undergrad yang projek dan resultnya senasib dengan aku. Bacaan spectro dalam angka negatif. What does that mean? It means, percubaan kami untuk extract DNA kelawar menggunakan Promega kit telah gagal.

Gagal. Which also means: More labwork with time I don't have. Haish..

I feel like I got no place to go... Before, when things like this happened, I had shoulders to go crying on. People who can hear me out. There was always support. Everyone understands.

Yeah, there was lab then too... but then there were also coastlines and malls, forests and caves. We had surprise birthday parties, power lunches, bazaars, movies, late night beach visits and iftars under the open sky. We were students, but we were also presidents, managers, enterpreneurs, adventurers, superfoxes, brothers, sisters and housemates. We were always ready to go and be something..

Where did all that energy go? I miss it, and I certainly miss you much...

Hujung minggu lepas, aku ke...

... Plaza Low Yat.

My ancient desktop computer needed an ethernet card to support Streamyx (or so it said during the troubleshoot), and Safura needed to fixed her virus-disabled CPU. Being the overly lazy person that I was lately, I chose to drive to the place. I found out very soon after that this would be the worst idea..

Pendek cerita, aku tersekat dalam trafik dekat nak dua jam. Nasib baik radio sangat best. If not for the music, I'd have annihilated the entire street.. can you say road rage? ^^Anyway, don't get me wrong. Kak Sofie's worst day out wouldn't be the gist of this entry. Though, after you read this, you might think otherwise...

To be honest, I was afraid of the place.

Have you ever been somewhere that made you feel completely uncomfortable? Like you don't belong. I know Lowyat and Sungei Wang and BB Park are all common shopping destinations maybe, but... for me, I wouldn't go there if I absolutely didn't have to. And if I have to, definitely not alone.

What makes me uncomfortable? The place is a ghetto! like a nest of all things evil. There are strange people in strange clothing and even stranger behavior walking around aimless. Teenagers in large groups that sit around waiting for God knows what, and eyeing passerby like they were the biggest sins alive. Old people trying to revive their glorious past by attempting to dress young, look young, act young.

I mean, imagine your mom in short shorts, tube tops and wedges parading the crowded streets... Enuff said.

Point is, don't these people have family? don't they have a purpose? what is life without purpose? Bukan apa, bila lihat mereka, selain takut aku juga rasa sangat kasihan. Aku pun ada keluarga. Ada adik-adik yang harus aku bangunkan supaya jadi insan. Aku tak sanggup tengok darah daging aku bertempiaran sana sini, buang masa, buang duit. Selama kami berjalan di Low Yat, Safura sentiasa aku letakkan di depan mata. Walaupun dah besar panjang, aku dan abang-abangnya sentiasa awasi supaya dia selamat.

Aku akui, ibubapa zaman ini agak sibuk. My parents aren't all that perfect. Tapi dalam situasi begini di manakah abang dan kakak? Macam tak ada yang kisah. Don't they feel protective? Ramai berhujah remaja perlukan kebebasan. Biar mereka tentukan haluan masing-masing. Betulkah? Atau alasan untuk lepas dari tanggungjawab?

Alangkah malangnya bila kita hanya mampu fikirkan diri sendiri.

But then again, that's life, isn't it? Sometimes all we could do is think of ourselves. Aku ingat lagi waktu meredah trafik keluar dari plaza. Hari dah pun senja dan azan berkumandang di radio. Dalam memikirkan kesempatan untuk solat magrib, mata aku melayang kepada mamat-mamat dan awek-awek yang masih bertempiaran di sekeliling; betapa ramai antara mereka yang hala tujunya pasti saja bukan ke surau atau masjid.

Di saat itu, aku hanya mampu memikirkan Safura yang sedang berseloroh dengan abangnya, dan bersyukur bahawa dia berada di dalam kereta, dia gembira, dan aku akan bawa dia pulang. Jauh di dalam, hati aku kata:

Biarlah mereka. Tanggunganku ada di sisi. Asalkan dia tidak jatuh, the world can go to hell.