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Saturday, April 12, 2003

am at sarah's house trying to stay awake long enough to get a start on the project report, (part 3). *grin* which is getting increasingly difficult as i slept at 3.30am last night and woke up at 5am. was attempting some last minute cramming for the proteomics test, which actually paid off since i found the paper rather easy. yay. haha. i won't do fantastically well, but i shouldn't get less than 80 anyway. hopefully. heh. next up is the draft due on monday, which is looking to take a heck of a long time, since she's demanding we completely reshuffle and rewrite our results and discussion. luckily i have til saturday to redo my references since she doesn't want to see them already. monday we're spending another $700 on another ribotyping session, and probably doing our last set of PCRs. *sniff* i might actually miss it. actually, i will. not enough to keep doing it though. *sparkle*

another point that came up quite often today, i have no self control. *cowers from sarah*

hrm. late again for this:
1. What was the first band you saw in concert?
i think i'm prolly with lindsay on this, it was savage garden at harbour pavilion, and i remember it vividly cos i got backstage with fidz! *grin* *makes mental note to root around for old pic with savage garden* was a vidz contest. haha. anyone remember that particular show? for showcase it was prolly.. *shuffles uneasily* aaron carter? haha. i was 14, cut me some slack here. heh.

2. Who is your favorite artist/band now?

right at this moment? probably lucy woodward for artiste, and i'm listening to a lot of linkin park at the moment, because someone got me meteora. (of course, my darlings always remain). heh.

3. What's your favorite song?

changes quite a bit. currently it's prolly blindsided by lucy woodward. constant favourites include she doesn't see me - a1, the lover after me - savage garden, my skin - natalie merchant, the brilliant dance - dashboard confessional and bloody loads more which i shan't bother listing. heh.

4. If you could play any instrument, what would it be?

the harp.

5. If you could meet any musical icon (past or present), who would it be and why?

goodness. and here i open myself up to criticism of who i consider an 'icon'. heh. there's noone i particularly have to meet actually. erm. madonna? might be interesting to see what she's really like. :)

jumped at 5:27 AM

Thursday, April 10, 2003

ohh. yes. forgot something. *sigh* (yes, i'm STILL online, hush now), was watching channelnewsasia just now, as you do when your parental unit leaves it on 24/7, and they were showing the FOX coverage of the Iraq debacle, and oh. my. god. if that's the kind of coverage the americans are getting, no wonder so many of them believe saddam is osama's lapdog. there's not even the slightest attempt to be objective! I was screaming vituperation at the tv screen for a full 10 minutes. gah. and they say our news stations are government-controlled.

jumped at 8:35 AM

following hemlocke's excellent example, i'm blogging under a time limit. *grin* taking a short break from proteomics to fortify myself with a bit of internet use. today sucked. okay, that was nice and cheerful. heh. but seriously, we had to go collect our second draft, and she wasn't in at first, but shandon let us in and we had a flip through it, and almost died. digging out the remnants of my high school chinese, it was, 'man(3) jiang(1) hong(2)', or completely and utterly covered in red ink. meep. especially our results and discussion, which, due to the nature of our results was naturally the weakest part of our report. thank goodness it wasn't that she'd seen that we'd been just crapping our way through the whole thing, trying desperately to keep our heads above water, (and all that was driving my poor partner crazy), but that she felt the report was too 'negative' and we needed to concentrate on the positive results (such as they are), more. *blink* which isn't the best of news, since it means we have a huge amount of rewriting to do this weekend, but at least it wasn't as disastrous as we were anticipating. *sigh* and shandon was 'kind' enough to inform me, when i told him that we'd be back later for our supervisor to yell at us at length, that he'd still be there, listening. *grumble* and he was, too! not particularly subtly either. *mutter* haha. oh well.

she wants the 3rd draft by monday, so that means this weekend is going to be full of sweetness and light, since we have the 20% proteomics test on saturday, which i'm desperately trying to prepare for, and the 3rd draft to do, and the LSSS test to prepare for (which is much, much worse than the proteomics one is going to be, lucky alex chang is marking ours), and the powerpoint presentation to prepare for the internal examination the week after next. eek. eek. EEK. and our supervisor wants to get Huang Yan to be the other person sitting in on our internal examination. i'm not sure how that'd be honestly. hrm. she's not too pleased with us at the moment. haha. she keeps saying that i like to talk too much, particularly in her lectures and tutorials. *guilty blush* which is true. but! s'not my fault. okay, maybe it is. bah!

and, the d&d has been cancelled. which isn't a particular surprise, since the whole sars thing started, but i'm not that pleased about it. sigh. damn. goodness knows what we're going to do instead though. heh. i think peiyi has plans with a bottle of vodka. heh. back to proteomics!

jumped at 8:09 AM

Wednesday, April 09, 2003

went to terrence's house today to attempt to study for the proteomics test this saturday, didn't fail particular miserably, but let's say i didn't get that much studying done either. lol. dammit. he's got the LOTR sword mounted on his wall though. *seethes with jealousy* it's so bloody cool. *grin* and this cupboard full of food. including chocolate. mmm.

need to study tmr. MUST study. still hasn't quite sunk in that the test is on saturday methinks. hopefully if there's enough of an outcry tmr during lecture she might change it to monday. *hopes fervently* otherwise i am screwed. dammit. dammit. dammit. right. i'm afraid i'm not gonna be particularly eloquent tonight, so i'm off to bed. heh.

jumped at 10:39 AM

Tuesday, April 08, 2003

what to do when you're bored, part 2.

1. decide, hey, i wonder if i'm even featured in the 444 results for the previously stated search?
2. search within 'helicobacter pylori' + 'hell' results for 'kylaria' or 'blog'.
3. realise you're not even in the damn 444 results for aforementioned search.
4. dammit.

to bed. really.

sigh.

jumped at 10:49 AM

what to do when you're bored, part 1.

1. visit every blog on your favourites list.
2. leave silly comments where appropriate.
3. see 1.
4. aimlessly go to google, then realise you don't have anything to search for.
5. type 'helicobacter pylori' + 'hell' in the search box.
6. realise your blog is not featured in the 1st 10 pages of results.
7. give up checking rest of pages.
8. resolve to get yourself further up on that list, haven't been doing your job well, tsk tsk tsk. etc. no, really.

to that end, let me state, working with Helicobacter pylori is sheer hell.

ah. i feel much better.

to bed.

(p.s. okay, so maybe it's just our project. do i look like i care? *makes convincingly couldn't-care-less face* *smirk* thought not.)

jumped at 10:46 AM

Monday, April 07, 2003

there's a... potentiality on the horizon. which is a nice change from pining endlessly over the arsehole. (yea, him.) however, this could be jumping from the frying pan into the fire (never really liked that expression, always made me feel like a side of bacon, but i digress,) not because he shares the same characteristics, he doesn't, appears to be ya know, about ten times more sensitive than the previous one, but i am so not his type. *sparkle* still, may be worth a try eh? make myself less of a whining pain in the arse to my longsuffering partner and kane. *grin* and you never know, i may actually have a sweet, need-to-be-protected side, buried deeeeeep in there somewhere. *innocent*

proteomics test saturday. dead. dead dead dead. i haven't read through 2 of the chapters even once! luckily the internal examination is next week or the week after, or i'd be seriously freaked right now.

oh, and, got this song last night,

"there ain't enough boys in the world, to go around,
you gotta be wicked, tricky, to bring that good boy down,
there ain't enough time to talk to everyone,
you gotta be distant, bitchy, if you wanna get it all done.
"
~ the breakdown [lucy woodward]

*smirk*

highly recommended. as are all her other songs.

jumped at 5:16 AM

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