This and That

I haven't been blogging for a while now. It's only because I was too lazy to actually. Hehehe! Well, lately, nothing much has happened. Nothing much to blog about anyway. Well, I still work in the lab and lately, it's been a rather slow period at work. Lately, there's been no more classes in the lab so we haven't much to prepare. Due to that, I kind of got into trouble with the Miss Su-tupid. That though, is a story for another day.

 

I just got an sms though, from my mum saying my dad got his appendix removed! To me, this is rather amusing seeing as he's the one that usually nags us about not running up and down after meals. I do know, however, that moving a lot may not always be the cause for appendicitis. Well, what matters is my dad's ok now. He had a surgery this morning to have it removed and is now recuperating. I'm definitely not going to let him live this one down! :P

 

Oh yeah! Before I forget, SPCA has a little party going on this coming Friday. It's going to be held at the Boathouse in TTDI from 7.30pm onwards. The admittance fee is RM50. It'll be a charity even to collect donations I suppose. On that note, people who want to get a dog or cat, do go to SPCA today. There's plenty of pets waiting to be taken home!

Hmm...

I seem to be getting some hate on my site as of late, eh? It's interesting how this is happening. To be honest, I don't really care much. The only thing that surprises me is that there are actually that many people that read my blog!

 

Everybody has a bad day, right? Oh well.

 

Anyways! My convocation is this Saturday. I don't really feel all that excited, to be honest. Something about it seems so ridiculous at the moment. Monash is aiming to suck our money dry this time around. I need to find a place to take a portrait with my family. If I were to get Monash to do it for me, I will, without a doubt, have to pay through my very bulbous nose.

 

My folks will be flying in Friday evening. My brother and I may not be able to make it in time to pick them up, sadly. I have to clean up this house! :O heheh! Well, I'm off!

 

Not So Great a Day

In life, sometimes you meet rather difficult people. Then, there's the times when there's the back-stabbing and cloak and dagger. There are the good people too that understand the way things are run and look out for you. Then there's the nice ones that listen to you rant and offer sympathising remarks and try to advice you on the situation.

 

I don't want to say too much due to this being a bit sensitive to maybe some people who I know. Oh well... had to let it out.

Miracle Cures... or are they?!

Ebene. I don't know how many people have heard of this product. It's been sold in most of the major pharmacies in KL. At least, that's what I've noticed. My dad wanted to buy it today, to which I strongly discouraged it. One of the main reasons is that it claims to use something called "Bio-Ray" to heal pains in the joints and promote blood circulation.

 

I just got home and did some research. Most of these "miracle-cure" products are based on something called FIR (Far Infra-red) rays. Basically, it says that FIR rays cause the cells to resonate at the optimal frequency to allows the alleged increase in blood circulation and what not. Apparently, it also heals cancer!

 

There has been to date, only a few journals on FIR and it has been tested on small animals only (i.e. rats). FIR is basically heat that is generated from ceramic being heated up. The main issue here is that when I examined the product at Guardian, there was no compartment that could contain the ceramic.

 

Ceramic is an inert material that can be used in the production of prosthetics, bone implants and a few surgical practices due to it inertness. I think some smart aleck must have found out about the ceramic properties and decided to start this mumbo jumbo on bio-rays and what not.

 

FIR may work in cellular form in ideal laboratory conditions, but in the real world, many factors come in. Everything from the temperature, moisture, the individual and the problem the individual is facing. Mostly, these products use pseudoscience to entice their customers. The product my dad wanted to get doesn't even have its own website!

 

It's too dodgy and the thing is costly. It costs some MYR157 for the knee guard. For MYR90, you can get something from pro-sport which is specially designed for athletes. Well, although it may work for some, this girl is still sceptical. Until I see a scientific journal stating the confirmed effects, I will remain a sceptic.

Rant...

You think you're so damn smart. You always react his way. Do you ever think twice before you do what you do? You make me feel so angry I want to scream and throw things at you, yet I can't because it would be too stupid. You make a mountain out of a mole hill and won't let go of trivial matters. Huge matters don't seem to matter much to you. I can't stand it sometimes. What you've done to me hurts me in more ways than one, and I think you know it. Maybe that's why you do it.

 

I try to understand and push things aside. I bloody hell hate confrontations and all you do, it seems, is constantly force me into a corner where I have to smile and pretend all's good or lash back resulting in difficult situations for me.

 

I'm angry. So sue me if you read this. I haven't blogged in a while so while I'm at it; let my readers read something different for a change. Only you rile me up this way. And the worst thing you know much I hate being this angry. You act so superior sometimes I want to knock you down a few pegs like how you constantly remind me of my short-comings and failures and the constant disappointment I am to you. Maybe I should keep my angry posts up instead of deleting them every time I post them up. Maybe you'd finally see what an asshole you can be.

 

You're rude and you think you can be rude to me. One day I won't take all this in stride. One day I'll snap and then you'll know how angry you make me. I have my pride too. I have my dignity. Do you like it if someone were to call you stupid? To curse at you and make you feel small and useless. I can't believe you do this to me and actually mean it. I feel like throwing a lot of large heavy objects at you. You have no idea how angry I am.

 

So, you know what? Fuck you. Screw you. Don't you dare think that I'm at fault. This time, I won't be the one to offer the olive branch. You really think I'm so easy to push around?! I'm not one of your friends. I've been so forgiving to you. Yes, yes, so have you, right? But have I ever made you feel inadequate? Have I ever made you feel small and inferior? Have I ever made you feel stupid and hurt by the words I say? If I have, I highly doubt that I meant it. You say and do all those things with so much venom.

 

Keep your harsh words, your poison, your venom and piercing words. I don't want to hear them. I don't need to feel the pain and sting of every barb and lash of your actions. I'm going to love myself a little more, make myself happier. I won't listen to your angry and painful snipes. I won't bother about your spiteful remarks. I'll be turning a deaf ear to all of them. I hope you sleep well tonight knowing what you've done. Though you probably think you're the one who's been wronged...

I'm OLD!!! Or am I?

It’s my birthday today. Today, I’m 23. I have no idea what’s in store for me in the up coming years. I have no idea how things may change and what I will be doing for the rest of my life. It has been this way since the beginning of time. Yet, despite the fact that today, I’m officially a year older than I was this time last year, I don’t feel any older or any changes.

I feel as young and as childish as I was when I was 7 running through the playground to have a go on the swing. I feel as happy as I did when I was a little kid when my mum would cuddle me. I feel no different to when I used to think my youngest brother, who is 11 this year, was the sweetest little baby in the world.

I still like to tie my hair up in pigtails and I still love to snuggle up to my mum and grandma. I still skip and run at the same time when I’m happy. Looks like I didn’t grow up much despite what my age says, eh?

Looking on the bright side of things can always make you look many years younger. Smiling more makes your face more youthful as the muscles are always used. Laughter makes you fill up with good hormones and gives you a lift in your mood. It’s scientifically proven!

So this coming year, I’ll live life and act the same as I always have. I have watched people and found that you age more if you attempt to change yourself. I will not stress myself over things that cannot be changed. I will not allow other people to get me down. I have more fun and indulge many more swing rides. I will go down the slide like I did when I was 5. I will eat more fruits and drink more water.

I will be more kind and helpful at any chance I get. I will try not to appear snobbish and unapproachable. I will maintain my sarcasm as I love it so. I will try to be less harsh and more forgiving. I will learn to control my temper and direct it away from those that I love.

To all my friends who have wished me a happy birthday, I wish a fantastic life for each and every one of you. Thank you for remembering me and forgive me if I forgot your birthdays! :P hehe!

First Day of Work

Today’s the first day of work for me. Well, I have worked here before, but all the same, things are a bit different. I’m working for someone different but it’s still someone I know. I think this coming semester, the work I’ll be doing will be a little different from before. It used to be a lot easier and lighter to handle, with less chemicals, but then again, each job is different I suppose.

At the moment, I’m in the lab preparation room while waiting for the autoclave to finish. This means anywhere between 2 – 3 hours. Which, to be honest, isn’t good news for me. Chin Leng, Nick and I will be catching Hellboy 2 later today and I don’t really feel like going late as I’m really rather tired. The main reason I’m going tonight is due to Chin Leng leaving soon. Other than that, I just want to watch the damn show.

Today’s lab session went smoothly and relatively quickly. This however, can’t be always the case as I know. As the semester goes along, the more the work load I’ll have. For now, I’ll just drag out my old notes on MBB and plant biotech to read up on the labs.

Who said working meant you didn’t need to study anymore was lying…

It Started with a Bang, Then a Knot, and then a Ring, and finally, I Graduated :)

If you think the title is a bit odd, in all honesty, I meant for it to look unique. In my defence, the title doesn't mean anything vulgar or sexual. Day before yesterday, I found out that I have officially graduated. I can say the feeling that you have finally gotten through everything is very satisfying. The day started out like this....

 

It was 9.30 a.m. and the curtains in my room were drawn causing a warm orange light to be filtered into my room. My bed was nice and warm and the air conditioning unit was whirring like it always does. I was dreaming of ice cream and the beach as I lay in bed, surrounded by the snug cocoon my blanket was. Suddenly, an almighty sound like an explosion shook me out of bed. The windows of my apartment rattled in their rails and my entire apartment felt like it had a tremor running through it. Leaping out of my bed, I rushed to my window to see what caused the noise. The pool boy cleaning the wading pool had stopped his cleaning and was staring at the general direction of the new condominiums in front of mine. The building had been completed not long ago.

 

Scampering off to my balcony, I notice that thick black smoke was starting to drift upwards from one of the lower floors of that apartment. My neighbours were also shaken by the explosion and many were standing on their balconies straining their eyes to see what was going on. Note, I did this all in my jammies, and when I finally realised that my neighbours, should they have happened to look at my general direction would have seen a girl with bed hair, faded violet t-shirt and boxer shorts on. Well, after the excitement, I went into the house, but not after calling Nick and his cousin. I then proceeded to yabber about it my mum through msn.

 

Nick was having an interview with some heating company and I was waiting for him to pop by and we'd go for lunch. I was jittery with the results coming out and I was pacing the house. Finally, I decided to learn how to make a V-shaped friendship band. Going online to occupy my thoughts while waiting, I found out the methods to do so. Trying it, I found that I had been knotting the strings wrongly and that was what made me make so many mistakes! Happy and jubilant that I found the way, I continued practicing. When Nick got back, we decided to cook our lunch at my place and spent the next hours preparing our meals.

 

By the afternoon, I was pacing up and down. Not being able to take my jittery and foul mood, Nick decided to take matters into his own hands. Knowing that I had been wanting to buy a new phone, he had given me the contact of a phone dealer. Sadly, the phone dealer couldn't follow through and she told me such making my mood even worse. Taking the situation in his hands, he helped me clean up the dishes and told me to get dressed, seeing as I was still in my jammies. Quickly changing my clothes, I got ready to leave my house and left a note to my brother. We zipped out of my apartment and scurried down to KL to get to Lowyat.

 

At Lowyat, we made a beeline to a shop that we had targeted the last time we were there. The girl that served me, bless her, was pleasant and worked quickly to meet my demands; a black C902 with 2GB memory. After making a few calls, the girl had managed to track down the last black C902. It was a bit more pricey than she had quoted initially. RM20 more than before. Nick and I quickly discussed between ourselves if we absolutely needed that much memory. Deciding to cut the memory down to 1GB, I asked her how much it would cost. Holding my breath, I waited anxiously as she opened her mouth to speak, "1.5K lo. The 1GB is cheaper than the 2GB by 20 dollars ma". Doing a little shimmy and jump, I told the girl that I was game and would get the phone. Smiling widely, I turned to Nick who was beaming to himself.

 

I rushed to the LG level and withdrew my money. Excitement bubbled through me and I couldn't help but giggle a bit every once in a while. The minute I officially purchased the phone, I held the box the phone was in, close to me, afraid someone would snatch it from me and afraid I was in a dream. Nick and I walked back to his car where I began the process of transferring the sim card from my old phone to the new one. My smiles were wide and ridiculous, but I was happy.

 

When we got home, I remembered our results being released. Rushing to boot up my laptop, my heart was felt like it was hammering against my chest. I watched the log in page load and I thought to myself, this is it. The moment of truth! The page loaded and my heart leapt to ,my mouth as I scrolled down...

 

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GEN 3030, semester 1, 2008..... PASS

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Running out of the room, I charged into Nick's drum room and tried to calm down. "The results are out..." was all I managed to say before rushing off again. Nick followed behind closely. We looked at my results again and I squealed, non to maturely, and jumped about. And that ladies and gentlemen, marks the end of my life as an under graduate! J

My Life Thus Far... and then some... :)

For the past week, I have been bumming around. I'm fully aware that I should be either looking for a job or at least doing something beneficial to my CV. At the moment, I've been scouting around for something to do. Nothing seems to be popping up in my job radar at the moment. Oh well, patience is a virtue, right?

 

Life will definitely change drastically in time to come. Nick has a job waiting for him in Setiawan, under Kencana Oil and Gas. I on the other hand am waiting with abated breath for a response from the NUS job. If they accept me, I'll be moving in Singapore. If they don't, I'll be rather sad such an amazing opportunity has slipped by.

 

As you all know, I have been hunting for a phone. So far, I have narrowed it down to two phones. Both are SE phones, C902 and W890. Nick has been telling me that I should just cut off 890 from my list. I still can to feel the phones under my fingertips before I make a decision. Both phones are more than 1k so I need to be careful with my choice. Unlike most people, I know that money is hard to come by. Nick's been asking me to wait another 6 months for the c905 to come out, but I don't really fancy carrying a phone as big as Des's n95 around. Not my kind of thing.

 

If you guys can give me some ideas or opinions, I'd be grateful. J

I Got Tagged... Bugger.

Instruction: Remove one question and in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag eight people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in your chat box he/she has been tagged.

1. At what age do you wish to marry?

Some time before my ovaries shrivel up and die, give and take late 20s to early 30s. Must have money first ma!

2. What's your favourite thing to do?
Curling up with a good book on a lazy afternoon.

3. Do you think money can buy happiness?
It can't buy happiness, but it can provide you some.

4. Do you believe you can survive without money?
Not possible in the world today. If I was born in the BC eras then yeah, maybe.  

5. What are you afraid to lose the most?
My family, my friends and other loved ones.

6. If you win $1 million, what would you do?

Buy a house with sprawling land so I can keep my 101 doggies!

7. Where do you like to go to spend your free time?
If KL had a beach, I would love to be there and just laze on the sand.

8. List 3 good points of the person who tagged you?
Funny, a good friend and good company

9. What type of person you hate the most?
Two-faced individuals and back stabbers

10. What is your ambition?
To be successful and happy. Would also love to be the one to discover the cure for cancer! :P

11. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?
Depends on the situation.

12. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?
My loved ones.

13. If you could undo doing one mistake in the past, what would it be?
Definitely not something I want to share with the whole world. 

14. If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?

My carelessness and forgetfulness.

 

15. What is the one thing you definitely can do without?
I can do without Mat Rempits! :P those are really the worst people you could meet on the road.

 

16. What is the one thing you cannot do but wish you could?
Have a super smart brain that allows me to laze about all day and yet score HDs for my exams :D

17. What is the one thing that u want now?
The NUS job

18. What is your stand-out trait?
I'm chatty and sarcastic

19. If you could change something in the country (Malaysia), what will it be?
Get rid of NEP, better education for the children, better medical facilities, transparency in the government and a PM with a brain.

20. When is the first time you meet the person who tagged you?
Don't remember, but I think it was during a Biotech club meeting. 

 

I'm tagging: Nick, Rahail, Derek, Shu-Fenn, Jason, Yong, Chien Wen, Eileen and Desmond.

Of Pinafores and Malaysia’s Very Free VP of the Association of Islamic Students Malaysia

I have read the most stupid thing today. There are only so many degrees of stupidity and ignorance that this country has managed to churn out for me to see. Today, however, may be one of the top in my list of "The stupid things people say to the press". Wondering what I'm talking about? Check this out.

 

I have worn a pinafore throughout my schooling years in Malaysia. I can honestly tell you that the popular girls wear baju kurung and not the pinafore. Want to know why? The baju kurung may be loose and baggy, but when worn properly, it can be more "seductive" than my good old pinafore. The National Islamic Students Association of Malaysia VP needs to get her head checked.

 

"It becomes a distraction to men, who are drawn to it, whether or not they like looking at it," she said of the current uniform.

 

How can the pinafore be a distraction?! How can it be sexy!?!? It's loose and as far as I can remember, it makes me look fat! To top it off, let me show you what she said:

"All this leads to babies born out of wedlock and to an extent, even prostitution," she said.

 

 

Can someone tell me how people like this even exist?! I honestly didn't know this level of ignorance and lack of brains existed in our country. That or I was in denial. You know what? Why don't you guys tell me what you think about our pinafores? Let me know which you find more appealing, because heaven forbid, the pinafore is NOT sexy.

Bleah...

Exams... it's that time of the semester again. The time where we quake in fear as next month draws closer and closer, taunting us with its leers and smirks. The preparation month, the anxiety period, the time of headaches, eye-bags and the works has, unfortunately, arrived. My mother talked to me yesterday, yes, it was Mother's Day and she said I shouldn't be sad it's the exam period again. Her reasoning was that this is a good thing, and then proceeded to ask if I was ready. URGH!

 

On another note, I will be going to Penang next week for an educational convention held in USM. The good thing is this is an all-expense-paid trip by our university. I only have to fork out a couple of bucks for food and for whatever trinkets I may feel like buying. Ok, maybe not a couple of bucks, but you catch my drift, right? We will be boarding in the guest houses in USM itself and apparently, the guest houses are air conditioned and apparently, the accommodations are nice. I honestly don't know though. I do know that I need to buy a few things before we go Penang. If we go to the beach, I want to be prepared for sand flies. I need to make a list! Definitely need to buy 'Off!' That is one VERY effect insect repellent.

 

At the moment, I'm sitting in the library alternating between playing Solitaire, reading on the trip and of course, blogging. There are so many juniors here, with their fresh faces. Most of them are from business or mass com. These particular juniors tend to be the ones that dress to the nines to come to uni. Then there's the older students that are seasoned and are more than familiar with the way things are run here. They have eye bags under their eyes and dress simply with jeans and tees. There is almost no makeup on the senior students and all are quietly doing their own thing without discussions going on at the tables. Despite the drastic differences, it is obvious what makes us all the same. We're all in Monash, trying desperately to get out with a degree. We seniors, the more weathered and haggard looking bunch against the fresh faced and almost enthusiastic freshmen. Oh they do not know the horrors in store for them just yet!

 

I know I make uni sound like a hell hole, but one mustn't judge me for that. I have my reasons. After so many years hitting the books in the name of knowledge, I just want to hang up my book bag and close my eyes to drown out the reality of the upcoming exams. For those that do not know, I have stopped working in the lab because of the exams coming up. All I have left in my syllabus is to finish the lectures and start doing my past year questions.

 

P. s. I am going to need to buy the following the next time I go for the groceries:

 

• Luncheon meat
  
• Off! Repellent
  
• Kitchen rolls
  
• Lots of vegetables
  
• Sun block
  
• Fruit juices (orange and apple)
  
• Mushrooms and other tin food
  

 

This list is subject to change... hahah!

you're so damn infuriating...

Untitled for Now... (edited)

Give me a little patience,

I will give you twice its worth.

Give me a little consideration,

I will put you above the rest.

 
 

Show me you care,

I will care for you forever.

 
 

Show me you know I'm here,

You will never need to be alone again.

 
 

Give me a little love,

I will shower you with more than you could imagine.

 
 

Give me a little faith,

I will be your pillar of strength.

 
 

You could give me all the riches and worldly goods,

Those don't mean anything to me.

 
 

You could give me your money,

I just want your time and attention.

 
 

If you can't give me love,

I won't give you anything in return....

EYE CANDY!!! (for girls tho... and guys that like this kinda stuff...)


Mine! Very yummy, and ALL MINE!!! bwahahah!

Putra as of Thursday...this is the number plate of the stupid fucking shit head cabbie that smashed into Nick's car.

the putra right after the accident

Being Me...

Feeling a bit down today. Not sure why. There are a few factors that may be the issue, but I hardly think that it would cause me to feel so under the weather. Anyways, as of late, I've been riding on a roller coaster of feelings. There are some days where I start off feeling fantastic, then end up feeling just too fucked up to give a damn about how others feel, then switch into a hyper mood to sort of cover up whatever frustration in me. It's starting to take a toll on me I suppose.

 

I'm a person that tries, really hard sometimes, not to let others into how I feel about certain things. I've learnt from experience that expressing myself too openly may not always be the best thing to do. Even if I'm really having a screwy day, I try to remember that it isn't your fault that I feel messed up, so I make an effort to be nice. Of course, if you are the object that has been sticking into my side like a thorn, don't expect me to be kind.

 

I hate to get involved in confrontations with people I care deeply for. It makes me so frustrated if I can't resolve it without. Not only that, I usually get into situations where people take out their frustrations on me. I sometimes wonder why I put up with it, and then I remember that I do so because I care for them. Forgiveness is something I think I've been handing out too much lately. Harsh words and stinging insults that may seem in jest sometimes hit me in the wrong way on a wrong day.

 

This isn't a post to gain pity from you, my readers, I just need an outlet today. I need to let out a few sore feelings and get a little weight off my heavy heart.

 

P.s people, don't take any of this to heart. Those who read this post, you may have, or may not have rubbed me the wrong way, but I won't hold it against you. I just don't know how.

Semester Break... What Sem Break?!

If you have been reading my blog dutifully, you would know I have been working part-time in the lab for my "favourite-est" senior of all, Yong. Anyhow, if you have been reading lately, you would also know that I have been working in the lab during the semester break. So basically, to sum it up, I basically didn't really have a break. Due to that, I think I am a little fatigued. I honestly don't know how these lab technicians do it! There's so much stress, so much to do and deal with that I'm surprised that they don't all have white hair.

 

Anyway, I have a 2.5K word essay due this coming Monday and honestly, I'm kind of freaking out a bit. I have don't half of it, but I personally don't think it's great work. If you know me well, I take pride in writing a great essay. With the sem break more or less gone with the wind, I am pressed for time to finish this essay. Lucky for me, Yong doesn't need me to work weekends, which would SUCK!

 

My mum and youngest brother will be going back this Sunday so tomorrow is the last day for me to spend the whole day with them. I have been busy the whole week ma. Anyways, I really have to start getting rid of my "Gen essay writers block" so I can relax a little tomorrow. Wish me luck in finishing this!

I am such a Stooopid Doofus

I am a big dumb doofus. I feel like bashing my head in at this very moment. URGH!

 

To summarise the "Doofus moment" I did something that is akin to asking a newly widowed woman where her husband is. As I stated in my earlier post, I am an assistant to Yong in the labs. He needed a helping hand as his lab tech colleague was on emergency leave. Well, the lady (let's called her Z) came back today. It was kind of awkward initially, but if you know me well, I'm always a bit unsure about myself when I meet new people. Anyways, after a while, engrossed with work, we kind of settled into doing our own thing...

 

Now, the "Doofus moment". This horrible moment occurred after lunch and the safety meeting. I was working alone in the lab and I was asking Z a few questions on what reagents to use and what not. I can't recall exactly how the conversation trailed to more relaxed topics, like if I was still studying and how I found working in the lab. I then asked Z how she was due to her very long medical leave. When Z answered me, I think I bore the expression of one that accidentally stepped on shit. In other words, my jaw dropped, eyes widened and I began to apologise.

 

Feeling shitty about it at the mo.

 

She didn't seem too offended about the question (innocent one I suppose), but I feel like crap. Damn it...

 

I mean like, we all were guessing the reasons. And the answer she gave me was one of the probabilities, but not one that any of us would openly say. Not the best scenario... anyhow, I'm feeling downright lousy. Crap. Should have figured and known better than to ask... me and my stupid big mouth.

Azide Girl, Gossiping and Freshmen...

Not long ago, Yong called me up to ask me if I needed a job to fill up the huge gaps in my timetable. Apparently, the lab tech in his lab had taken ill and he needed a replacement as fast as possible. I of course, jumped at the offer. I was pretty bored, sitting around doing nothing... working in the lab has been fun for the past 2 weeks. A little bit stressful, but fun, none the less. I suppose the main reason for this is that instead of working in an entirely new environment, I have a friend with me that's showing me the ropes. Luckily, said friend has been patient enough to teach me. Thanks ah, Yong! :P

 

After about a week of helping Yong in the lab, Eileen came to help us too. Eileen ar, she's damn funny. That girl has so many stories and is really a bubbly person to work with. Work is never a dull moment with her around. Working in the lab, I have made a couple of new friends, and learnt more about the people that work behind the scenes. I've seen the pressure that the lab techs have when preparing for lab sessions, I've seen the amount of dedication it requires.

 

But I suppose the best thing about working in the lab is seeing things from the other side of the fence. I'm helping out in the preparation for the freshmen BIO 1011 and BIO 1022. Trust me when I say there are moments that make me wonder if I was as innocent and incapable as the freshmen this sem. Things have changed though. In the new campus, the freshmen are given mostly everything and facilities are wonderful. The equipment are mostly new and solutions are mostly freshly prepared. Some students ask the most ridiculous questions and some make me stare in disbelief. There are incidents where many "stupid moments" could have been avoided if they had read the instructions clearly and double checked everything that they did instead of asking the demo/ professor/ lab techs. For instance, "Azide girl" was silly enough not to use her gloves when handling the sodium azide, a VERY toxic solution. She asked us how toxic it was. I explained that if it deactivates enzymes, what did she think? Anyhow, the silly girl, if she's reading this, hopefully has learnt her lesson and ALWAYS wear gloves in the lab when handling ANY chemical.

 

Working is fun in the lab with Eileen gossiping to me about all sorts of things. She has stories about lecturers, research students and other lab techs. Hahah! Yong would listen and at times join us, but being the guy that he is, he's usually not very interested. Oh well. The only down side to this job is I realise it's taking up quite a bit of my personal time. I suppose it's just a taste of working life though. Once I start working full time, things would be like this anyways.

 

Ps..

 

I am aware I haven't been blogging as of late, or posting any pictures of my "new" hairstyle.

I'm going to collect all the money I earned and put it away in my "New Phone" fund! :P