Monday, 25 April 2011

For the love.

Worth listening to those who think love is everything.

Sunday, 24 April 2011

Macam biasalah.

Salaam Alaik

Gaaaaah *I kinda overusing gaah but whatever* it is so frustrating when you have no ideas to write. I know that I write mostly on stupid matters that no one bothers to read but writing always give me this some kind of satisfaction afterwards. Well people find a relief in so many ways and for me writing is a part of it. I don't know what the feeling is. It is like when you were back in school and your teacher told you to do a long essay. And the feeling you felt right after you finished it.. was nice. Back in school, I love writing essays though I was kinda "syok sendiri" with my essay in which, who don't?

What I am trying to say that it was just a nice feeling to finally complete something that you know how to start and get it going.

I think it's the beginning of raining season here. Every night it will rain but hey I am not complaining. I sleep better when it rains.

Here is a very lame attempt to be artsy-fartsy for once.

< eh put a very thoughtful caption here or on the picture itself. > 


Sunday, 10 April 2011

Celcius or centigrade?

Salaam Alaik

Ola people. I miss home. Going back in another 2-3 months maybe. Well whatever. Currently I am doing my Forensic Medicine posting and I have to say it's a really interesting subject to learn. Well it can be creepy when you have been growing listening to stories about dead people and stuff, you know how superstitious we can be. So my first time in the mortuary back home was a bit should i put this, eh? as most of us were hiding behind each other, not wanting to see the body. But all the doctor did back then was only external post mortem because that day a lady met with an accident and half of her head went missing. So the cause of death was pretty much obvious.

But the one I saw few days ago was brutal man. Suffice to say, if you want to further study in FM, make sure not to have a weak heart because you will be cutting up everything. Like a butcher I tell you especially the tongue part. The rest I can still bear with..but only the tongue part.

Still, we have to respect the dead as death is no laughing matter. It reminds us how short life can be. In matter of seconds it can end without any warning or signs. Be happy and content with life people!



p/s: Lani dear, happy birthday again. Miss you lots. Hughughughughughughughughug

For the next 204 years, the scientific and thermometry communities worldwide referred to this scale as the centigrade scale. Temperatures on the centigrade scale were often reported simply as degrees or, when greater specificity was desired, as degrees centigrade. The symbol for temperature values on this scale was °C.Because the term centigrade was also the Spanish and French language name for a unit of angular measurement (1/10,000 of a right angle) and had a similar connotation in other languages, the term centesimal degree was used when very precise, unambiguous language was required by international standards bodies such as the Bureau international des poids et mesures (BIPM). The 9th CGPM (Conférence générale des poids et mesures) and the CIPM (Comité international des poids et mesures) formally adopted "degree Celsius" (symbol: °C) in 1948.[7][8] Some people still use the old term. Wikipedia.