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Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Drip drip

FYI, that's my nose (in the title).

Thank God the fever and throbbing headache's subsided. I'm probably at the last part of the 'invalid' cycle, somewhere near the road to recovery, hopefully.

Being 'invalid' really reduces my productivity by folds. I can't think, hear or even talk properly. Sometimes, I think I'm shouting already, but in actual fact, I'm just mouthing words.

Then I look like some idiot who's trying to speak properly without letting the mucus and drool flow all over, scaring the person I'm talking to away in disgust. "Tone ko! I haben toad yew watt I wan too sey!" (the nasal translation of : don't go! i haven't told you what i want to say!)

Oh, just blame it on the fact that the ears, nose and mouth are all interconnected.

Unlucky me had to meet my nemesis AGAIN.

After a very unfortunate event of meeting him on the bus yesterday (yes, just bumping into him is bad luck already), we had Mr. Hitler's tutorial class today.

He's really creeping the shit out of me... even Von insists he wears a sadistic smirk whenever he shoots questions at us.

And I noticed something fishy too: the past two tutorials seemed to emphasize on *surprise-surprise* PAIN. (and this part of neurobiology wasn't even covered in the lectures!) How convenient huh... torturing us with what is likely his favourite subject of Neurobio.

He derives pleasure from pain. What an oxymoron.

Anyway, I am certainly glad I won't be having any more lectures by him; hopefully the next lecturer will show some humanity.

We've (Von and I) officially started on our project! Erm, sort of. We're preparing the materials we'll be using and should be able to start with the real lab work soon...in no time, yeast cells will be our best friends!

It's quite unnerving to embark on a system that is totally new to the lab; and the fact that we're not familiar with the people there only makes it worse.

At previous lab, it definitely felt more relaxed and friendly because most of the people there are locals and aren't very much older than us. Here, it's mostly foreigners who are much older and experienced compared to us (most are already working on their POST-DOCTORATES already!! experts sia... not like me... so lao pok).

But it's not totally a bad thing.

As I told Von, I think it'll be a good learning experience because we'll be probably be more independent in our working style and hopefully more gungho when it comes to making decisions, not relying so much on our seniors like we did before.

So exciting... it's like the start of a new chapter!

[Time of Confession] 3:49 PM
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