Am I unlucky or what? Sigh, maybe I'm not destiny to be. Maybe. BUT I won't settle until I speak out on what was meant to be spoken. At least I try, rather than just totally give up; that's my philosophy in life.
This week was crazy, with lab work piling up and with boss sitting right beside me to guide on cell line infection. I was hungry and blur right from the morning till noon, seriously I can feel the nerves dilate and contract in my head. Boss was like ngiam ngiam ngiam regina you're not supposed to hold your tubes this way ngiam ngiam ughh...I can only do perfect if nobody is beside me ngiam ngiam...Now, who says washing test tubes are easy? Ah but we don't use test tubes anyways..Dilution plating is seriously killing me..and lots of sheeps as well. Well, you'll understand if your incubator had more than 100 plates of sheep blood agar.
And the craziness end off with shifting all my stuff back to NUS like the xx-th time! Seriously, NUS really got a problem with its face value: if you don't have enough accommodation/lecture theaters/shuttle bus/toilets/canteen tables etc etc. DO NOT take in so many as in A WHOLE BUNCH OF KIDS every single year! The shuttle bus now is like sardin cans, I guess even worse.. Promise there'll be enough accomodation for all international student next year once the village was done..ah..crap la. You're not UCLA, sorry you're not but maybe in 15 years time. But still, you're my alma mater so you would still be given a round of respect.
If we can hold on
Thursday, August 28, 2008
scribbled by ReG!Na at 6:30 PM
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