Cannot breathe!
There came a patient on a very gloomy kind of rainy day,
Patient: Dr, sayo sekok ni. Tokse nyawo doh ni
Future Dr: Parok ni. Ubat tokse make
Study weeks' drama. So much things in the head and it keeps on compressing the brain. Too many neurones cannot be rescued, super-chaos gray matter and lagging white matter. Revealing the bare axons without sheath, the transmission getting slow and slower by day, tensing and more stress factors on axons, macrophage come and attack the antigens and, poomm!! There, stranded. Suffocating.
Been in touch with gravity, but still seems floating without a pace.
Sipping caffeine by tins and cups.
Hoping for dopaminergic inactivation.
Through another sleepless nights.
Darkening pimples and surrounded shady eyes.
Burning and pressing gastric body.
Bursting headache and it's throbbing, always.
Faded only with sleeping.
Nevertheless, the sleeping pills ever known,
Robbins',
Langman's,
Abbas',
Hoffbrand's,
Dorlands',
Discern of first-handed nor second-handed,
By editions, through generations,
Still, they are books of limitations,
Glance once, twice and thrice,
Summary matters the most,
Of all chapters,
Netter's and Gray's topmost heartwarming,
Still, they are books of thousand plates,
Worth millions of words,
Invested for hundred bucks,
For those theoretical based,
To fit for the spaces,
Clinics and hospitals.
_The End_
Through all of this harsh weeks, I am still surviving. Glad to be one of the survivors, Through rainy seasons, monsoon and floods, I am still breathing. But there are some things I have to leave behind that it suffocate me by day. There are people I have to glance and leave behind. There are things I wish I didn't take for granted and I wish I didn't have to take the role. Focus, is all I have to do. Focus and space are two matters I should have been granted for this whole new semester (brand new-but it's almost encroaching the end in two weeks time) How fast time flies. Through all wishes and confessions on my birthday last week, SO MUCH, THANK YOU. I really appreciate them. I really do. But I have tons of matters to be solved and works to get done before dues. I have no choice, that sometimes I wish I don't remember my birthday. Instead, I always aware about dates and I keep being anxious about what kind of pranks will spoil me. Glad, no prank. I wished for it. Just some simple and sweet celebrations will fit me very well. No money wasted so much and I would be less guilty for wasting so much friends' money for my celebration (plus, I'm not asking for it though). Save your money for your future, unless you want to shower me with your own money, then I would consider that. Please, no wasting on your sponsor's money and your parents'. It really breaks my heart if you dare to waste their money for me.
Last but least, do pray for my longevity, blessings and success here and afterlife. Counting days for killing papers, in 10 days. See ya!
Patient: Dr, sayo sekok ni. Tokse nyawo doh ni
Future Dr: Parok ni. Ubat tokse make
Study weeks' drama. So much things in the head and it keeps on compressing the brain. Too many neurones cannot be rescued, super-chaos gray matter and lagging white matter. Revealing the bare axons without sheath, the transmission getting slow and slower by day, tensing and more stress factors on axons, macrophage come and attack the antigens and, poomm!! There, stranded. Suffocating.
Been in touch with gravity, but still seems floating without a pace.
Sipping caffeine by tins and cups.
Hoping for dopaminergic inactivation.
Through another sleepless nights.
Darkening pimples and surrounded shady eyes.
Burning and pressing gastric body.
Bursting headache and it's throbbing, always.
Faded only with sleeping.
Nevertheless, the sleeping pills ever known,
Robbins',
Langman's,
Abbas',
Hoffbrand's,
Dorlands',
Discern of first-handed nor second-handed,
By editions, through generations,
Still, they are books of limitations,
Glance once, twice and thrice,
Summary matters the most,
Of all chapters,
Netter's and Gray's topmost heartwarming,
Still, they are books of thousand plates,
Worth millions of words,
Invested for hundred bucks,
For those theoretical based,
To fit for the spaces,
Clinics and hospitals.
_The End_
Through all of this harsh weeks, I am still surviving. Glad to be one of the survivors, Through rainy seasons, monsoon and floods, I am still breathing. But there are some things I have to leave behind that it suffocate me by day. There are people I have to glance and leave behind. There are things I wish I didn't take for granted and I wish I didn't have to take the role. Focus, is all I have to do. Focus and space are two matters I should have been granted for this whole new semester (brand new-but it's almost encroaching the end in two weeks time) How fast time flies. Through all wishes and confessions on my birthday last week, SO MUCH, THANK YOU. I really appreciate them. I really do. But I have tons of matters to be solved and works to get done before dues. I have no choice, that sometimes I wish I don't remember my birthday. Instead, I always aware about dates and I keep being anxious about what kind of pranks will spoil me. Glad, no prank. I wished for it. Just some simple and sweet celebrations will fit me very well. No money wasted so much and I would be less guilty for wasting so much friends' money for my celebration (plus, I'm not asking for it though). Save your money for your future, unless you want to shower me with your own money, then I would consider that. Please, no wasting on your sponsor's money and your parents'. It really breaks my heart if you dare to waste their money for me.
Last but least, do pray for my longevity, blessings and success here and afterlife. Counting days for killing papers, in 10 days. See ya!
