nineteen
There’s gonna be a meeting with my supervisor tomorrow morning and I have no inkling idea of how to report my progress with the project. Bleh. I’ve only been to the lab once, and I couldn’t have even one analysis done as there’s insufficient reagent even for a simple BOD testing. I’ve done journal-reading (not much tho), haven’t started on writing literature review, and, that’ll be the most. Ngeh.
At home,
Box is growing thin. She’s sleeping most of the time, she eats less, and she’s not the same perky cat as she was a month ago. Maybe she knows that it’s nearly time for her to be sent for ‘pemandulan’. haha apa tah in english. Ayah said maybe we should let her have babies first before sterilizing her (I google checked :p) but then she might get nine or ten kitties. Jaga seko pun dah jenuh, adding even one more will just give me a headache. One cat is enough. And, I can’t imagine Box having a kitten of her own considering the unloving acts done to the poor sheep. Being kicked, bitten, tossed down, it’s unimaginable to think that she’d be a good mother if given the chance to produce. nyehnyeh. Anyhow, her appointment with the vet will be end of this month. Rasanya.
Rasa nak kenyek2 je. Haha.
