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2007 bade us farewell while 2008 took it’s place.

With 2008, a whole new semester in University begins.

And with a new semester came with it, 6 subjects.

With 6 subjects, a new time table is drawn.

A time table so pack, other than home and University, everywhere else is impossible.

With a jam-packed time table, came another nightmare all degree students await.

The mention of Industrial Attachment and Final Year Project brings us to our knees.

Not only are we struggling to balance 6 subjects, 6 assignments, a bunch of replacement classes, and debates, we now have to figure out where we want to have our Industrial Attachment (preferably somewhere we like), as well as figure out what topic we’re interested in for our Final Year Project.

Nightmares indeed!

Speaking of Nightmares, I had 2 nightmares last night. But I can only remember the first.

My nightmare was about this pregnant woman. Struggling with pain, she enters a random hospital. At the hospital, she was immediately taken to the Emergency Room (ER). At first, one would think that these doctors would do a professional job of delivering her baby but in truth, it was as unprofessional as kids playing hospital.

The doctors and nurses placed this poor woman on the operating table, and without applying any anesthetic or putting her under anesthesia, they immediately cut open her dress front and poked the incisor into her abdomen and sliced her open.

At first, the woman, in shock didn’t respond when they cut her. Only until they started digging her baby out did she start to cry in pain. The doctors and nurses, plain as day, ignored her cries of pain and continued to dig into her abdomen for the baby.

After a few agonizing moments, the baby was out. But it didn’t look like a normal baby. No. It looked like a cocoon. In actuality, the doctors and nurses had dug the baby out with the placenta still attached! And just like that, it was over. The woman was now quietly crying in pain and slumped with fatigue.

However, the doctors and nurses take no notice of her and just left the ER with the baby. Not caring for the woman at all! As the time ticked by, the woman began to lose consciousness, her blood dripping from her open abdomen onto the ER table and floor, as if a blood war had gone on in the ER.

When all hope seems lost, a nurse came into the ER! She whimpered for the nurse to save her but the nurse ignored her and made a beeline for the alcohol cabinet. The nurse actually took a bottle of alcohol and took a swig from it! After drinking, the nurse turned to look at the poor dying woman and decided that the woman’s opened abdomen looked “annoying”. So she went to the cabinet again and took out a huge bandage the size of a A4 paper and started applying it with a sticky substance that could only be said as glue.

The poor women, unable to see from her blurry eyes what was going to happen, cried in happiness thinking that she was going to be saved. But in fact, it was the opposite. The nurse closed her abdomen using one hand while the other slapped the closed wound with the sticky bandage.

And that’s how the poor woman died. She died because of my perverse nightmare…

I thought that if I woke up, I would forget this dream, I thought that if I woke up, I would be able to fall asleep again and dream of something nice. But as I fell asleep again, the dream continued and throughout the whole night, nightmares haunt my dreams.

I have been having a splitting headache since this morning. And it has not abated one bit. Time and time again, I would feel like throwing up but in the end, I didn’t. In fact, I feel feverish now and the headache is killing me! So I’m just going to log off now, bath, and hopefully, have a dreamless sleep.

Good night! (Hopefully it really turns out GOOD!)

Last Thursday, during the Abnormal Psychology lecture, Ms. G was supplying different phobias that were unknown to us (mainly because she gave us the medical terms and asked us to guess). So tonight, I’ll be listing a few of the rather unusual phobias to give you a clearer picture as to what these “gibberish” words actually means in lame men’s terms.

The phobias listed below are unusual and at the same time, one can’t imagine having to live in fear of it.

Unusual Phobia A
Ablutophobia – The fear of washing or bathing
Aerophobia – The fear of swallowing air
Ambulophobia – The fear of walking or standing
Anemophobia – The fear of wind

Unusual Phobia B
Barophobia – The fear of gravity
Bibliophobia – The fear of books

Unusual Phobia C
Cathisophobia – The fear of sitting
Chaetophobia – The fear of hair
Chromatophobia – The fear of colors
Cibophobia – The fear of food
Clinophobia – The fear of going to bed

Unusual Phobia D
Dendrophobia – The fear of trees
Dextrophobia – The fear of objects at the right side of the body

Unusual Phobia E
Eleutherophobia – The fear of freedom
Epistemophobia – The fear of daylight

Unusual Phobia G
Geliophobia – The fear of laughter
Geniophobia – The fear of chins
Genuphobia – The fear of knees
Geumaphobia – The fear of taste

Unusual Phobia H
Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia – The fear of long words
Hydrophobia – The fear of water
Hypnophobia – The fear of sleep

Unusual Phobia I
Ideophobia – The fear of ideas

Unusual Phobia L
Levophobia – The fear of objects to the left side of the body
Logophobia – The fear of words

Unusual Phobia M
Mnemophobia – The fear of memories

Unusual Phobia N
Nomatophobia – The fear of names

Unusual Phobia O
Ommetaphobia – The fear of eyes
Ophthalmophobia – Fear of opening one’s eyes

Unusual Phobia P
Panophobia – The fear of everything
Phobophobia – The fear of fear
Porphyrophobia – The fear of the color purple

Unusual Phobia S
Scotomaphobia – The fear of the color black
Sinophobia – The fear of China or Chinese
Syngenesophobia – The fear of relatives

Unusual isn’t it? I thought so too. Especially the fear of PURPLE! I can’t believe that some people are afraid of the color purple :( it makes me really sad that if I were to have a friend who have a phobia for purple, I wouldn’t be able to talk about purple or have any purple items while she/he is there *sighs*

Now that you know some of these unusual phobias, do you think you have some sort of phobia as well? If you do, what is it?

From : marcw

Date : 01/7/2008 4.42 pm

Subject : not real friend

Message :

u are copmletly incorrect my teacher . Iam resrecuble man.

(I am indeed a far better teacher than you could ever be. And you’re beyond hope, sorry.)

Iam lecturer . I think u never meet forigner. may u live in country side.

(A lecturer?! For real?! I’m sure they didn’t choose you for your “beautiful” penmanship or grammar ability. I have known many foreigners and non have such beautiful online grammar such as yours. I live in a town, thank you.)

when u say for person he has sent message that he want kill!!!!!

(Okay…that makes no sense whatsoever. Go back to school!!)

Iam muslim religus educated

(So what if you’re a Muslim educated person? Are you trying to get me to sympathize your condition? What condition may I ask? For being a Muslim? Don’t get freaking racial, dude. I have TONS of Muslim friends who excel in English way better than I. Being Muslim or not, is irrelevant when it comes to proper writing. Nt by wrtng lke ths bcs its so frking annying!)

good luck

(Indeed, having received your messages have been good luck to me. May the world experience the joy of observing your “wonderful” message.)

no need to meet u

(I have already stated that I would NEVER meet you. So with that said, thank goodness :D )

If you have no idea what’s going on, please refer to the previous entry on “Reral Friend“.