Condolences to those Japanese or not whose life have been shockingly, abruptly affected by the mighty power of mother nature… Looking at my colleague worried face when he (finally) managed to call his Japanese wife in Tokyo, I’m thankful that my love ones are safe and sound at a place free of natural disaster..
This is definitely one of the most difficult whistle song to sing ever!! Ah well, but this Korean made it like a piece of kimchi….man….
why I have chosen a career path deemed unglamorous (think white coats and blue gown) and with a pay that will never equates to the amount of work that we spent on bench. Which is true, because I suffer backaches (for sitting too long in front of a hood), hyperactive thumb (for hours of pipetting), for getting chomp at the fingers by some very angry experimental mice, for being disgusted by the smell of latex gloves on my palms, for being exposed to potential biohazard substances, etc etc…at the end of the day, the experimental results might be a solution in understanding and curing some rare uncurable disease OR it might just go down into the drain…=( all the hard work..
I thought about.. what IF I didn’t choose to do a post-grad instead.. I would definitely be working and typing somewhere. But I assume that I probably won’t learn much, maybe I’ll be good at some inter-personal and marketing skills like pleasing others… Anyway, come to think about it, I wont be working and typing somewhere if I don’t do science, haha, Honestly I would embark on to be a patissier and I will bake those lovely cloud chocolate cupcakes and pineapple and raisin scones….. it’s just like doing an experiment. You focus on the protocol, making sure all the ingredients are present.
Anyway back to my story, yes research is tough, as an uncooked meat, BUT exciting as a roller-coaster ride. You’d never know what will come along your way, like a sweet box of chocolates… Some research project are really good, you could see a potentially big discovery there, whereas some are just crappy. Irregardless of the nature of a project, I personally believed (as least from my lab culture) that aside from scientific knowledge, researchers have incredible amount of patience and focus, excellent time management and planning skills, good multi-tasking ability (presentation, write up, 2-3 sets of experiments per day), superior analytical skills, and most of all, an eye for troubleshooting, meaning finding out what the hell went wrong in an experiment. I’m convinced that interpersonal skills is quite well develop in a lab as well, after all the engaging session with the profs and post-docs, I do automatically feel smarter and confident! Ha! My awesome bunch of lab members top the icing, I learn from them as they learned from me.
For the last 2 years, I actually feel like I achieved something compared to the past 4 yrs of undergraduate studies. Seriously. At least, I knew I have something to take home, irregardless of whether it is a new discovery or a newfound mental and emotional resilience/faith.
I knew for sure the road ahead is going to be tough, but the real fun has just begun. With him by my side, anything bad will just look good =)
Goodbye February, Hello March~
You will deeply missed by all…Despite the deep sorrows and problems that you have endured for the past few years, your beautiful smile that articulates the aging lines on your face tells me that no matter what troubles troubled you, you managed to make it through with those happy and positive thoughts. I will always remember your rousing laughter in the house, your kind wrinkles streaming across your forehead when you smiled at me…and of course your positive vibes that have inspired me!
Rest in peace my beloved Uncle Ivan..
“It’s something unpredictable, but in the end is right, I hope you had the time of your life”
Legs extended, boobs up!!!
I love weekends, because with that 48 hrs, I can have luxury to do things that I love, like reading and photography. Well, unless if I have work to do over the weekend…That’s why I try to finish every thing by Friday so I can have movies date, breakfast with the bf, or if I’m home, breakfast with mum and dad, and photog learning session!! =)
The amateur me couldn’t resist playing with the some of the tools here. Behind the lenses captured is a very good photog magazine. I highly recommended it to anyone who’s interested in photog. It is called “Digital Camera” magazine, a Malaysia publication that cost only RM9. Despite the mag name, the contents are all about SLR and DSLR stuffs, so is a good read for those who are into such hobbies.
I read something like this on some photog website (which I find it quite true); One of the most important thing to know/learn about photography is not the the camera. A lot of people have this misconception that a better camera will give you a better shot. That’s not true because most of the time, is the photographer that makes the picture, of cuz a better body will allow you to go into more depth, faster shutter speed, better angle and overall a nicer print-out. I believe a normal camera will get you a good shot if you know what you want to see (by adjusting the correct dials and exposure), and what you want other people to feel from your photos.
Lenses are actually more important, judging from the fact that they cost twice as much as the body. Getting the right lense is a personal preference. Really, unless if you want to go pro in photog as in earning $$ from it, there is no need to get all the possible lenses out there. You can always swap lenses with any of your close friends, the 52mm lense above belongs to my housemate. To me, there is only one lense that I want, that I can carry it around anywhere without the need of other wide-angle zoom lense or macro lense. Canon EFS 17-55mm f/2.8. I have tried it, and felt in love with it since then. So, I’m saving really hard for the new family member which cost about USD1000….zzzzzzzzz. Next mid-year perhaps?
While playing with Cheewai’s 52mm lense, I captured Liren’s jeans (monochrome, ISO400,1/30s@f/1.8) hanging on the bedroom door. I love the morning light (flash should not be even allow!!!) that falls onto toned jeans, making it look “contour” and worn-out. =) Yummy. It reminded me of Liren’s ass. HHHHAAAA..I like~
“I don’t care if it hurts”
“I want have control”
“I want a perfect body”
“I want a perfect soul”
“I want you to NOTICE, when I’m not around”
“You’re so very special”
“I wish I was special”
THAT IS WHY FACEBOOK EXISTED. I call it an ‘escapism’ for many, from work, from true-self, from the social that becomes a viral NETwork that REPRESENT an IDENTITY of one self. Gosh, even my DAD has a fb account “just to browse at other people photos”, I can’t imagine my children “superpoke” their grandfather in the future. That’s how fb actually changes RELATIONSHIPS between people, for good and bad. And for now, fb has been my no.1 hit in my browsing history as I login into fb more than my email account. I think if fb crashes, a lot of ppl will literally feel that they had lost part of themselves…geez.. The existence of fb, well, is full or trials and tribulations and also courage, and basically you loose some, you win some. In dollars I mean.
Songs from GLEE season 1? Personally, I heart “Faithfully” originally sung by Journey. I think the producer/director is a big Journey fan, judging that all 3 finale songs are from..Journey. BUT nothing beats QUEEN’S Bohemian Rhapsody classic. And I have to admit that Jesse St James indeed sung better than Finn. Anyways..totally random huh, but I can’t wait for season2! Watching Glee made me feel like a 16 yr old, gosh my teenage years actually passed by without anything special, less it be spectacular. I could only remember going to school for the sake of going and those mudane tuition classes for the sake of?? I have no idea. Because everyone goes as well? School show choir? Nobody really cares to take part in the once-a year English week event as basically 90% of them are not interested in singing English medley or they are too busy memorizing the Biology notes.
Rachel is right, indeed being part of something special, makes you special. You don’t have to be a follower if you know your strengths. Looking back, I wish I could do something more with those clubs in school.
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