so here comes the challenge

i used to have an A4-sized book I called it 'my phd diary'. I write my notes in it when I attend my phd classes each Saturday. Now the pages from the book are gone... gone...nowhere no one knows except my 6-yr old daughter. I just can't believe it. I lost the notes.. the sad thing is, when I asked my daughter where she did put the pages, she simply said, "I forgot where i put it.." fuhh.. When I think about it, yes, she wanted to have that book because she always said. "mami, I want this book. It's mine." and I have always said to her, "I'll buy for you one next time." The truth is I never bought because she already has many notebooks. so, serve me right.

I remembered my supervisor once said to me, "During your phd, you might encounter many sorts of things...." I guess this is one thing sorted.