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    Wednesday, August 09, 2006

    Third Home

    If my first home's where my family is, and my second home is my cosy comfortable hostel room, my third home must be in the lab.

    I'm not kidding.

    I've been in the lab at least 5 days a week, every week for the past 3 months.

    I live and I breathe lab aircon air, which is, by the way, very cold.

    Not that I'm complaining.

    I am really enjoying my time here, working on my FYP. Surely there are days when I just wish I could strangle my cells/ expts (not very possible, however) for not giving me the results I need, making me want to just plonk down at my table and whine all day.

    But those days are rare and far in between. On most days I'm actually happy to come to lab to do what I have to do. Maybe it's the fact that I've got a great boss who's like a friend. Or maybe it's because my colleagues are super helpful and nice. Or maybe it's because I have good friends like QY, Kenny and Soakie around, ensuring that there's no dull moment through the day.

    If this was a permanent job, I would have attained the impossible - 100% job satisfaction!

    God is really graceful.

    But now that school's started, my time in the lab is getting shorter and shorter. I'm going to sound pansy when I say I'll miss the people and working here when I graduate at the end of the year, but I do.

    If only school was all research work and no lessons or exams.

    Boo.

    Just to lighten things up a little, here's a few shots at a recent dinner with some of my professors and labmates.


    Location: By the riverside.

    Hideout: Cafe Iguana. Viva la Mexique~!

    Yafen, Me and Liu Yang; they're like my big sisters in lab.

    Soakie and Me (hey that rhymes)

    My professors. Pretty cool and hip for PhD holders.

    Cheesy Nachos

    Don't try this grilled err... DRIED chicken.

    But try this New York Steak... simply heavenly. Almost.

    More FOooD!

    And we got high on the margaritas.

    [Time of Confession] 12:07 PM
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