Im a happy man.

Thursday, November 13, 2003

Talk about pipetting...

Helped renee and haiyan with their ELISA today. They did a crazy 20 plates..wat's so significant is that they cant use the multiple-channel pipette. =x imagine 20*96..so its 1920 times they hv to press the pipette. And its mind-exhausting too, since its the add-samples part of the ELISA. Man, and i thought my 9 plates was hell. Did till 8:00 pm today. Haha, but it was fun, cos all the china ppl were in, and they were pulling out china-accented teases everywhere. Very funny, dunno how to describe. Haha. Enjoyable.....:p

Oh, and guess wat? Haiyan is a DOCTOR!! Not P.hd type of doctor..but she got the DOCTOR thing! Though it wasnt the medical doc..it was the pychological doctor cert...BUT STILL?! AND SHE'S WORKING AS A TSO NOW?!! I cant believe it..it makes me wonder whether the indian lady that throws the trash out has a degree anot. Demoralised...totally.

Also, did a mistake that i myself is ashamed of. Diluted 10x TBS (tris buffered solution) instead of 10x PBS. Lucky haiyan help me keep it from renee...if not..sure tio flamed one. :( I ended up pouring 10 litres of TBS into the sink...while hoping that the sound wont attract renee's attention to me. =x Talk abt being....afraid...:(

Haiz..now i realised the importance of sleep. Gonna sleep tonite..even though i can play and its friday tml.

outz*

PS: i think i'll remove the password thing..and put it somewhere else.

9:18 pm

a walk down life's long and endless road. here, i pen/type occasional posts...giving a record to the exciting, sad, joyful, memorable, heart-wrenching, scary, tearful, happy, surprising and mostly undescribable moments and events that happens. Young mind; thirsty soul; manipulatable thinking. Born in Singapore, that makes me singaporean. Looking back, I recall those academic years, filled with laughter, innocence, care, a shine unmatched, a smile untainted and a sleep undisturbed. Right now, i firmly believe that without any scars in life, one can never grow. Look at all the noble people around, those you think are good people. Chances are, when you ask them for a story, they will have one to say. The one that changed them. I take life slowly, trying in vain to squeeze what little innocence that is left in me. For I know, that after my transition into adulthood, i'll miss them. Even now, reality beckons with a surprisingly tempting hand. Fight hard I will, not to embrace that side. Someone is out there, and there, i may probably be salvaged. One last thing, im against all religion, but i wholeheartedly salute worshippers. Cheers.