finally..

okay, my landlord bought a house and I helped them to move the stuff...including packing and unpacking...and i earned:

physically - a few bruises (arms, knees), muscle aches and one major bruise on the thigh due to a huge steel frame falling on me! darn...

financially - i had to pay 500pounds extra for the bills

mentally - the kid's annoying screams in my head all the time

I will be viewing a room today since I am particularly unhappy with the fact that they just say 'split the bills by half' and i have to pay half of it...I am not sure why the calculation turns out to be this way...they are a family of 3 and i am only an individual, why is it half? I guess biologist is not a good mathematician...

If they had mentioned that I have to pay half the bills earlier, i would have been happier... They told me not to worry about the bills until I had moved to the new house with them...and suddenly, I had to scoope out half of it...and three months costs 1000 over pounds for BILLS? I had never ever heard this much...unless you spent more than 16 hours at home!

Let's see...Monday to Friday :7am till 6pm for them and 7am till 10pm for me..
Sat and Sun: whole day and me (12 hours in the house since I went to my friend's place most of the time)

So, no matter what, the bills cant reach that much and I dont understand why I had to pay HALF..after my serious consideration, I am moving out into the city center where I dont have to look after kids, I can party, I can wake up late, I can stay up late, I have my own set of HOUSE KEY (thank god!) and most importantly I can online and blog....

Throughout these three months, I think I have had enough...of sickness from the kid:

1- sore throat 3 times ( each lasted 3 days or more)
2- fever (2 times - each for 3 days consecutive)
3- nose bleed (2 consecutive days)
4- puking (4 days)
5 - diarrhoea (4 days)
6- cough (2 times -one for 3 days and the other has been 4 days and still going)
7 - flu (for 2 weeks now)

Also, I had enough of cleaning, vaccuming, bleaching the floor, making entire week of lunch back for them (3 weeks I made for them), taking care of the kid.. Talking about taking care of the kid, I have a very good story : the parents are sick of the kid's screaming to seek attention so, they left him screaming like crazy and when they cant stand it anymore, they asked me to dress up the kid and take him out for a walk for at least an hour! (mind you, parents are 'programmed to love you no matter how ugly,bad, disgusting you are! and here, the parents cant stand him!)

So, I took him out for a walk and he was alright. when he reach home (after an hour of walk), he sat in the living room while the parents are watching movie. Since the kid is an attention seeker, he started screaming again, so the parents asked me to take him out to the garden while they watched movie. Imagine that!

I think my presence/help had been taken for granted and my wallet has been bleeding since I bought a lot of groceries for them as I thought I do not need to pay for the rent (it is a polite thing to do as I am not paying the rent, I pay for groceries..Now, I ended up having to pay for groceries AND the BILLs)..

So, the moral of the story is:

1- biologists arent good mathematicians (or caucasians' mathematics is not as good as chinese-money wise)

2- Dont you ever DARE to think that there are nice people left in this world who would be kind towards you and do not expect any return/favour from you

3- Dont accommodate/tolerate other people so much that you lost your senses

4- Dont stay with someone with a kid when you are trying to enjoy life-because you will definitelt feel 10 years older when you are living NEAR a kid

So, I am going to enjoy my life in the city center and party like any normal student should! GO GO GO!

decisions...

I planned to move out...yet, i dunno how to tell the landlord...I knew they really wanted me to stay with them, but I am afraid of the responsibility over the kid...I will be viewing a house later today, of course, without telling them....I am caught in the middle...

Staying with them is not such a bad thing, that is, if the kid is not there...I mean, the kid is not THAT annoying, but I really do not want to be chasing after a kid...Sometimes, I am on the phone with my mum and the parents were talking in the room..they left the kid walking up the stairs! I had to be the one chasing after the kid, so afraid that he will fall down! And whenever they look after the kid, i am the one cleaning the entire floor downstairs..placing all the tiny bits of toys to washing up all the dishes! Sometimes, I had to throw the diapers for them since both of them r busy with 'entertaining' the kid..

I dun mind doing all this for most of the time, but sometimes, when I dun feel like doing it, I HAD to force myself to do it...There r times when you just dun feel like washing up and you just dun feel like doing anything except watching some cartoons and stuffs...but, I can't! I can't just waste my day like that since the landlord is also the supervisor...

They watched news and serious stuffs...and guess what? their new year resolution is not to watch tv in the evening and do more work...I mean, how miserable can the life be??? Anyway, I dun want to be ranting anymore..let's wait for something better to come..

Connie the COW

Yes, as the title suggested, I am working like a COW...I had been up since 6am and I am still in uni now, which is 6.27pm...I am so tired since I still have not fully recovered. But I had no choice to do the experiments. I went to Birmingham University to conduct a small part of 'my' experiment and came back to Aston University and continue the other-unrelated experiment.

I am EXHAUSTED....Actually, I have to do one experiment for myself and the rest is for the BOSS...yep, the landlord...He went home early to take care of THE KID and I had to do his work! I think he took me for granted because he KEPT saying it is my experiment, my work when IT BLOODY isn't my work! I have nothing to do with microbiology or bacteria! I am dealing with tissues, cells and cancer-related stuff! WHAT the HELL?!

I would have been happier if he had told me frankly that he wanted me to HELP him...but not KEPT mentioning it is MY EXPERIMENT! Well, maybe I benefited from everything he asked me to do since I learnt a lot of new techniques which might be handy in the future...

Anyway, I think blogging in the uni is the best since I can have ABSOLUTE silence here! haha!

SICK!

Okay, life is going downhill for me....So much things to handle and I can't manage any of them.. I am down with lotsa puking, a night of high fever and now, every muscle aches...I haven't been eating since monday, coz no matter what I eat, it will come out the same way it goes in...It amazes me somehow coz I had an apple at 10am and i ended puking it around 7pm-undigested...hahha! Well, look at the bright side, I am losing weight...but i know, it is the water weight...maybe 200grams of fats? yippie!

As cheerful as I had made myself sounded, I don't FEEL the same way after all...I had to take care of THE KID and I actually got this fever-puking disease from him! DAMN that KID! GRRRRR! He had recovered fully but he is SO SO SO GOD DAMN ANNOYING! He is attention seeker, so he WAILED and SCREAMED (just imagine those noisy little punk you saw on train or in the shopping mall crying just to get something they want!)....I feel like kicking him in the face and tell him

"You know what? Life is not about crying and getting what you want...Life is about being kicked and STILL you don't get what you want."

Hey, I am not being evil here, my mum never gave in to our tantrums..We'll ended up being spanked until you shut the *tut* up....I believed my mum taught the right way since it is way too annoying to hear him SCREAMING over nothing EVERY SINGLE FUCKING MINUTE! He has to be with someone and that someone has to entertain him every single second! Talk about clowning...I am not spared from being a clown myself, so I guess I'll grad with a PhD in Clowning. I need to move out ASAP! I can't stand kid crying like that coz it is REALLY THE MOST ANNOYING THING!

He screamed when the food is still warming up-until he gets the food into his mouth
He screamed when is he bored and no one's playing with him
He screamed when his parents is talking to someone else and not him
He screamed every single time he wakes up
He screamed when he take bath
He screamed when he is irritated
and the winner is : he screamed over NOTHING!

I remember telling everyone I knew that I really hated kids screaming and of coz, I only like kids who talked a lot and seems to be able to play on his/her own..Well, maybe just blame on my biological clock...I am not the mother material yet...I am still a STUDENT, yearning for life without heavy responsibility...

one more bad news, my backache is back due to carrying him around...GRRR! he is so heavy! I had been trying to avoid carrying him for a few days now...On monday, I had to take care of him when his parents are at work! I am a nanny as well...I can't stand this responsibility anymore.. I need to break free!

Run, Connie, RRUUUNNNNN~~~ I don't wana wake up 5am and returning home 10pm...I had enough...It is either a relaxing PhD or I am not gonna finish my PhD here!

decision

This is my phd life decision....I am actually staying with my phd supervisor and his wife (and THE KID)...and I am still finding my accommodation... I had a hard time getting one, so my supervisor suggested that I should stay with them for the rest of the time.. well, possibly until something happen and both of us quarrel at the uni and I will be kicked out of the house, perhaps...

So, I do not know whether I should accept his offer. What do you guys think? First of all, I can't skip any of the weekdays since I stay with him! If i went clubbing and got a hangover, I wouldn't want to turn up to uni and I'll just give some excuse of being sick or whatsoever...However, if i am staying with him, I can't possibly do that, can I?

But staying with them means a safe place for me...Since this place is a expensive area, the crime rate would be so much lower and I had no problem walking home late. But, in contrast, I can't party, and I HAVE to GIVE UP my party life! UGH...What should I do? I had viewed a few houses and they are all in really bad condition...This is the toughest decision I'll have to make....

And I went to view a house with a Pakistani landlord...he was a bit FLIRTY and asked me out for DINNER! He called every other day eversince I went to see his house! But I wont be staying with him, I'll be staying near him (a few streets away)...I am scared he might have the spare key to my room and I wonder if I'll have to castrate him at some point...He is in his mid 40's and he is single! So, I think of that place as a HUGE NO-NO!

Well, let me know what you guys think, okay? I need some suggestions...

BACK!

Yes, I am BACK! Very alive but full of headaches...I had decided to go for PhD and the problem is that I am here, but I do not have permanent accommodation! I had to wake up around 5am in the morning and arriving home at 6pm or 7pm mostly...It's not due to the distance, but due to the owners.. I had to get out when they get out and come back when they finished their job...I am desperately looking for a decent room, near my university but DEFINITELY not STUDENT ACCOMMODATION with UNDERGRADS...well, I am kind of sick having to clean the house and seeing them partying when I CANT party~

Well, basically, everything is good at university and I am actually involved in Cancer cells research..I had never really done this before, so I had to pick up the techniques within a month so that I can be independent enough to do stuff on my own... Ugh, while dealing with the house, I had to do another project for my supervisor coz he is busy...at the same time, I am asked to vomit a literature review by next monday and I obviously had no time to do that! DARN!

I am staying with a 15 months kid and it was okay during the daytime but when he wakes up at 3am in the morning, IT IS HELL...Anyway, I am pretty much alive and will be updating my blog...if the kid is not disturbing....lucky for me, I have billions of cousins and I am pretty much used to the kid-atmosphere (aka noise)

doubting myself, my decision, my faith...and my obedience...

i am starting to re-think about everything....EVERYTHING...

I had been talking about getting phd for so many times...and suddenly, a friend of mine throw me a question which made me took a step back and re-consider my decision..

"Do you really WANT to further your studies?"

I thought i would say "YES, SURE!"

But i couldn't answer my friend! I paused right there....and asked "why not?"...Suddenly, I realised I wasn't THAT keen on phd...Here i am, given a chance that most people are dying for...but I hesitated!

Then, everything flashed through my mind...I never wanted to study, I never liked to study...I thought of how I am "encouraged" to get my masters...and here i am, almost finishing it...with good grades...I wonder, if I hadn't continue this, I wouldn't have known I am capable of getting such a grade...

They said "Mum knows best"...maybe it's true, my mum does know me the best and she is trying to force me to give my best...but is this really what I want? Is this how I want my life to be? Is this....ME? Am I even living MY LIFE? or am I just living a life that other's want me to lead?

I am very sure if I were to continue my phd, I will certainly grad with a phd... but, I am tired of education...I HATE studying... I don't know if I am lazy or I just don't like to study... but why the hell did i get good grades if I don't like it?

Everyone told me " studying is better than working"

I would like to give my piece of mind about this statement...Those who said this certainly had fun in their colleges/unis...and the pressure from studies is certainly less compared to the fun they are having...isn't it? For me, studies involved a lot of barbarians and, of course, expectation from others... I still remember someone crying FOR me when they see my results... which i think my results is obviously OKAY...everyone congratulated me, but someone cried for me...

I am confused with what I want! Did I hate phd just because I feel like i am forced to do it? Or is it just pure laziness? very GOD DAMN confused!

my mum asked me if I wanted to continue phd and it is okay if I dont want to do it... (I feel her disappointment when i answered, I am not sure)...damn!

From now on, whoever god damn asked me this question, i am going to rip that person apart and shred him/her into unrecognisable bits with my bare hands! (I mean it, seriously)

My last god damn decision: go for *tut* phd only if it is fully funded...(end of discussion!)

my aim!

okay...i had been on diet my whole life but i never seemed to lose any weight! finally, i figured out that i have to be S-E-R-I-O-U-S

After some serious thinking (i should be thinking about my research!), i had finally made up my mind! GO FOR IT!

i am blogging about this because i think this is the only way to make myself serious! I am "leo", so ego plays an important part of me...when i announced it to the entire world that i am going to lose some stubborn weight, I MUST lose it.....

I am not obese...but I am going to lose the stubborn weight...This will be a favour i do for myself...and this will be the best present i give to myself...health and......shopping without the need to try the clothes on!! hooray!

i know, laziness of clothes trying is driving me to lose weight...anyway, i believe EVERY GIRL in this world is talking about this issue...trust me, i am not "talking bout it" anymore...ACTION will be taken..

correction: action has been taken...

Once i have my results, i will announce how i did it, and everyone can benefit from it... and i will get this done before returning to msia...coz my mum said " dont come back if you put on weight"

haha! mum, this will be your birthday present too! gambateh!

GRADUATION!!!!

i had just attended my BSc graduation...kinda weird, coz i am the only one in my course graduating...

this year, my parents didn't attend the graduation, but i have a lot of frens attending it...took a lot of pic, but none of them are with me...i will post it as soon as i get hold of it...hehe!

i wore high heels and it is killing me!!!! i had a hard time walking!! I hoped to wear casual...but it's the BIG day..so i had to wear as formal as possible...not to mention meeting with a few Deans as well as some Professors...All of them keep mentioning about my phd! I am really happy and grateful to one particular professor who can't stop saying :

"This is Connie and she is definitely the one we want to keep here"

i am really happy to hear this...and did i mention that the professor who said this has not taught me before?! he had never taught me and he is really nice! he even helped me to find a job in Malaysia! He has a few part time PhD students and he is asking them to find me a job in Malaysia before he heard that i wanted to further my studies!!! And now, he keep asking around for phd funding for me...I can never thank him enough...

At the graduation, the professors and Deans shared some secrets with me which i am not supposed to be blogging about..anyway, it is all about the phd thingy...I am forever in debt to them for even trying so hard to get funding for me! Even if i dont get the funding, I will still be grateful and I can never thank them enough..

Yesterday, I showed my one-week-long results I obtained for my project to my supervisor...He was SHOCKED! He said I had done something really good and it's something new! He said I should continue my PhD on this area...

my phd friend (whom i am working with), said :

Wow, and you just did your phd in a week..tsk tsk..no wonder everyone wanted you to be here...You always hit jackpots...hahhaha!

I think my luck is really good and I am hoping my luck will follow me throughout my life...for the rest of the day, i kept grinning and smiling to myself (hey, who's not on cloud 9 when being praised)

anyway, I am grateful to everyone being so nice to me...I love all of you!!!

moving on short notice...

i am FORCED to move on short notice! i receive the notice on thursday and i have to move out by monday! worse part?

Moving to the flat across the street...If you were moving to somewhere further away, at least you can call a cab/drive and they will drop you right at the entrance...

For me, I had to drag the luggage across the street and i had to make more than 6 rounds! not including having to clean the whole flat tomorrow...argh! i am exhausted!

While I am moving, I saw my housemates and their BOYFRIENDs chatting and helping them to pack...I can't help but think : If only I have a BOYFRIEND...

Well, I admit it is sort of nice to have a boyfriend helping you to move...but after moving everything, I started thinking : Well, I MOVED everything on MY OWN! I am capable, independent and well, the gym turns out to be good~

My friends did offer to help me, but I declined all their offers...I prefer moving it on my own as it is my problem and I tend to handle it on my own...

CHEERS to SINGLES out there! I just proved to every girls out there that we can do things on our own...SINGLE ROCKS!

experiencing ice age lifestyle~~

I am not talking about that "Ice Age 3"....Well, i love that movie a lot!! Laughed throughout the movie~~

I feel like I am living in ice age...(okay, i am exaggerating...) I have unstable internet connection which disconnected every 10 mins...to solve this problem, i tried scanning for wireless and stealing the connection from the library located just opposite my room...whew...still, the signal strength is extremely poor...i still keep disconnecting, but maybe every 30 mins? haha! well, be happy with what you have got, right?

Then, I don't have water supply! It has been two weeks with on-and-off water supply...and guess what? I have lost my counting on "bathing halfway and the water supply stopped"....There was once, I had shampoo all over me when the water supply was cut off! It was 12.30am in the morning and i have 8am lab the next day...I waited till 1am...and STILL NO WATER connection! Since i dont feel like calling up my frens to wake them up so i can borrow their bathroom, I went online...Luckily, one of my fren living not TOO far from my place was still awake...(mind you, i had to steal wireless to go online coz both internet and water were unstable)

I had to cross a main road with 4 lanes with shampoo dripping (well, it dried in my hair) and shower gel all over in the middle of the night when the temperature was around 14C...I simply put on some clothes for the sake of not running around in towel...I continue my shower and had to walk home around 2.30 am...

The entire building has no electricity as well...(they have some generator i guess, so only the living area has electric supply and all the management building has no electricity...worse, the swipe card is useless without electricity...this means that anyone can enter the bulding!

Well, i emailed my complain and they just give me some "sorry, we are trying to fix the problem"...

SORRY MY A*SE....We are the one putting up with this! they should just refund the rental or We can book a hotel/motel/watever place we want and they should be paying for it! they breached the contract!

I cant direct my anger at the email recipient coz they are not the one making me suffer~ so my blog comes in handy~

(my housemate was dyeing her hair when the water supply disconnected...she had to call a cab to her boyfriend's place just to wash it off...) well, guess this is karma...she was laughing at me the other night..hahha!

complicated, indecisive and confused..

Complicated is refering to the process of PhD application...especially when you wanted a fully funded PhD studentship.... most of the applications are only eligible to UK/EU students... Then, i started to look around for those in USA/Canada....

I RANDOMLY applied for PhD (which is the most stoopid thing to do)....I applied for two studentship... I received their replies straightaway after sending my CV...one saying the application is full and asking me to apply next year...the other one asking me for a full CV...

After sending my full CV and current transcript, he asked me for phone interview this coming tuesday... I am kinda SHOCKED because I never thought i would be asked for interview! (I am not surprised...i am SHOCKED)....

Seriously, the reason I applied for these two studentship is because they do not require me to send them a cover letter...or something like letter from referees...yes, yes...i KNOW I AM LAZY! that's just ME! argh! all I did when i applied for the studentship was click on upload (CV) and my email address....

I asked my supervisor for opinion about this university and guess what? It become worse! The news spread around so fast that some of the lecturers gave me some names and name cards asking me to call them up for more PhD studentship! They gave me names from Thailand, Australia, Germany, US and even UK....They told me about their relationship with the other professors and they are willing to take in student...One of the lecturer even found an application form for funding me in LJMU itself!

She said she'll see if that funding applies to international student and she really wanted me to stay!

I know it sounds like a good news, but I am getting the pressure! I don't know what to do and I think I did the wrong thing by asking the opinion from my supervisor the first place..(that's how the news spread)...

MORAL OF THE STORY :

1 NEVER EVER APPLY FOR PHD UNLESS YOU ARE CERTAIN!
2 DONT ASK FOR OPINION UNLESS NECESSARY
3 DON'T BE A LAZY A*SE LIKE MYSELF...DON'T RANDOMLY APPLY PHD BECAUSE NO COVER LETTER/LETTER FROM REFEREES REQUIRED

Lesson learned:
I am the poophead this time...serves me right!
now, i have to learn about bioartificial pancreas just because of that interview...sob sob...i learned my lesson the HARD way...

busy as a bee...

i had been pretty busy lately....

1 - research...lab work, log book (lab diary) write up...
2 - entertaining my fellow juniors...
3 - travelling to manchester, cambridge, sheffield...for food as well as research purposes..
4 - sorting out my accomodation (finally sorted out yesterday)
5 - trying decide my phd...where, how, when, what and funding...
6 - dealing with my normal but abnormal health stuff (which is normal anyway)

I think i am quite stressed about everything...and the fact that i'll be attending my convocation 21st july for degree, and next year MSc..

and busy uploading some pics on FB...

somebody (keep that person anonymous) just ruined my day by commenting :

Anonymous : tell u something...
connie : yes?
Anonymous : ur display pic in FB looked damn old
Anonymous : not nice
Anonymous : damn old

i think it wasn't very nice to add a word "damn" when you are commenting your friend at her face... I know I used the word "damn" so casually, but i dont use it ON the person I am speaking to~~

Well, i had to admit that hearing the word "not nice" about myself didn't help the situation at all...when i said "i dont give a damn on what you think" and some sarcasm with the word "damn", that anonymous said i am over sensitive!

I have a word for that POOPHEAD : Read carefully ..

If I am so DAMN pretty, I would be in hollywood right now and I wont need to work my ass off for a good results eh?

So, before this poophead ever make any comment on anyone, please, look into the mirror for your own reflection and try this : when you are pointing one finger at the person, four of your own fingers are actually pointing at yourself...

And if you don't have a mirror, take a wee wee, and get your own reflection from it..GOT ME?

yep, i am done ranting...and i know "the" poophead will be reading this..I wont apologise for calling you a poophead, coz you deserve it...Never judge someone by their outer look...only shallow minded people judge on that...

FYI, there are people suffering from depression, commit suicide just because they were judged by their outer look...sounds tacky? I am "DAMN" serious... anyway, i am far too optimistic to die just becoz i looked DAMN old~ ha-ha

unlucky me or unprofessional 'them'?

Okay, yesterday, i had this super duper bad day...

i went for my third blood test (coz everything is so normal and i think they doctors/nurses have fun/addicted to jabbing me).... I went ALONE which is already damn scary....and the nurse actually made some MISTAKES! Real situation descibed below:

Connie getting ready for jabbing with eyes tightly closed, heart praying and mind thinking of tom & jerry...

*jabbed*

Nurse: Oh, God!

*connie's heart raced! *God? something MUST be wrong!*

Nurse: dont't look! I am sorry Love...Is it painful? are you okay?

*i can hear the blood being sucked out and churning inside the syringe*
when someone asked you NOT to look, i am pretty sure 90% of NORMAL human would peek..right?...I saw blood on the floor, on my arms and on her hand!!! she didnt wear any gloves and she is busy wiping it off and keep asking me not to look..

Connie: It is painful, but i am okay...(almost cried)

Nurse: do you want me to carry on or do a second time, Love?

Connie: Just carry on....i dont wana get jabbed anymore...

Ending: she didnt get enough blood sample for the last tube (4 tubes all together)...and she has to hold the cotton ball for around 5 mins after the needle has been pulled out...when she released it, the blood is still dripping out (not too much though)...

Why didn't she wear gloves? It is a normal practice to avoid patient's blood, isnt it? hmm... am i unlucky to meet her or is she just unprofessional enough? now, i have a huge bruise and it is a bit painful...sigh..

2nd bad news: My thesis has to be handed in by 1st of sept...but the presentation is 11 of sept...damn it! such a long break! i rather 3rd of sept or even 2nd! Then, the stupid viva is 15th of Oct!!! From 11th sept till 15th oct, i will be loitering!

my lecturer said "you can go home and return by 15th oct, but i would suggest you to wait"

yea right! who the hell wouldn't wait? you think it is funny to travel for 20 hours? I don't know how they can come up with 15th of Oct as the viva thingy! but it is brainless...do they even consider about international students? (80% are international student!)

conclusion : unlucky me to enrol in this course or unprofessional of them to decide this date?

plunging into HELL...

Life has been kind (not taking account of the barbarians) towards me...and i am always in heaven sort of situation.... HOWEVER...

HOWEVER, eversince i met THE BARBARIANS, life has been a LIVING HELL... Just when i thought life is all peaceful without the barbarians (except meeting one of the everyday coz we are working in the same lab), I fell into deep SH*TTY HELL...

Today, another supervisor (Dr. E) working with one of the barbarians, decided to change the barbarian's project...because she has HAD ENOUGH of him! hahaha! She just put up with him for a month and she give up...I had been putting up with 10 Barbarians for a more than half a year! talk about WILLPOWER and PATIENCE!

BAD NEWS: Dr. E wanted the barbarian to work in my project! coz I can LOOK after him and guide him! although the aim is a bit different, but i have to put up with barbarians again! god damn it! damn damn damn damn damn!

This is the ULTIMATE, SUPER DUPER, WORST EVER NIGHTMARE! not only i have to put up with 3 projects, i have to guide a barbarian?! i rather be doing 10 projects than baby-sitting a barbarian! That g*d damned barbarian keep texting me whole god damn day trying to get hold of all my soft copy information! He should bloody find the information himself!

who the hell gave me information? NO ONE! I did the research on my own and now, that poophead barbarian wanted my hardwork with just one snap of a finger!

I am FUMING right now! if any assassin is reading this blog right now, please contact me via comment...i pay you to finish him off! hahahha!

GOOD NEWS:
one of the researchers said "You are going to continue your PhD right? Coz i think they (my research group) don't want to lose a potential PhD student like yourself"

Wow! that is a major compliment...but comparing to the bad news, this good news didn't even sound good to me..damn!

2 weeks off is a trick!

I was given a 2 weeks off by my cute supervisor....I was really happy until I was "invited" to join another research...crystallography as well as purification of dimers, tetramers and octamers of histones!

It was meant to be invitation, but the researcher doing crystallography was too enthusiastic and very very keen to get me involved in the research....I am happy to be invited but exhausted at the same time...I had to deal with my last assignment as well...

and damn that NHS! I dont want to talk about it, but everything seems to be annoying!

If i can trade this assignment with 2 researches, I would be more than happy to do it...I will be begging for it on my knees...this assignment is easy, but time consuming as well as being USELESS MODULE...nothing to do with studies...just evidence gathering and methodology write up...for example:

how to access a journal:

1. Use google/yahoo search engine
2.type the "keywords" and click "search"
3. Download the journal by clicking "download"
4. Save it as soft copy by clicking "save" or hard copy by clicking "print"

hahhaha! how does this sound? easy? yes....time consuming? VERY! u have to give step by step on which bloody thing to click! damn it! if u can get a MSc, it will be IMPOSSIBLE you dont know how to google things up! argh! this is driving me CRAZY!

anyway, i had to join the "extra" projects...I can only hope it wont be too hectic...

mixed feelings...

Arrived at uni at 8.30am today and just get to finish my research at 6pm! Everyone is GONE, including the Health & Safety officer, lab assistant and even my supervisors! According to Legislation Act, i am not supposed to work alone in the lab...let alone working in a completely empty campus! I had to turn off the lights and make sure the lab is locked properly...

i went for my blood test results at 8.00am, but postponed to 3.20pm due to some irresponsible doctor who's late for his job~ argh! i took my results...here is the good and bad news..

Good news: everything is PERFECTLY FINE...

Bad news: ANOTHER BLOOD TEST to test other stuff!!! darn!

I asked the doctor.."can't you just use the blood from the other day? you taken a lot from me"

Doctor: "Oh, no, no...it has been used and thrown away because the last time, we check for only a few things and I want to test one more thing"

so, for that 'one more thing', i will be jabbed again! i am kinda thinking...i have never had my blood tested until i was 22years old...i guessed that's why i am getting all this jabbing at once~ sob' sob'...

i guess everything will be fine~ haha!

i have just taken my transcript from the school office...happy with this transcript...cant wait for everything to be over!

life is unpredictable~ i hit a jackpot!

jackpot = money? nah....it's just my project~ ahhaha!

my professors are pleased with my project! and i had isolated some proteins which they had never isolated before! hooray~ my prof. told me that if the protein is confirmed to be the one i wanted, then half of my project is done!!!!! talk about efficiency!!!

My prof. asked me to travel to Sheffield University with him the following week...and i will get to meet another well-known prof (i'll keep him anonymous) and we'll do mass spectrometry on the protein to determine it... all these will be done early in the morning and my prof said he will let me do whole afternoon shopping in Sheffield~ hooray~ i guess hard work pays off...

my results were released today and i am quite happy with it...another two modules to go..let's pray that i'll do well in the other two modules~

good news: our research team might be getting a grant for something related to my project... so, if i perform well in my project, i might get a fully funded phd which takes only 2 years to complete~

life is like a living hell~

i had to arrive at university for my research at 9am.... i had appointment for blood test at 11am... and at 10.30am, i left the university and walk all the way to the health care center... right after the blood test (around 11.20am) i had to walk back to uni to continue my lab work...

when i arrived the uni at 9am, i told the supervisors that i had blood test at 11am...guess what they said?

"Do you want me to accompany you to the health care center? I will walk you back to the university to continue your work"

YEP!!! okay....there were two SHOCKS in this dialogue...

1st: that supervisor is 74 years old and another is 64 years old! They ACCOMPANY me to health care center?!!! shouldn't it be the other way round? hahhaa! I wouldn't want a 74 years old man walking me to the health care center!!!!!

2nd: WHAT? i have to come back to the university??? i have to continue my lab work after my 5 or 10ml blood being taken??!!! damn!


i work till 4pm....i know blood test is not a big deal, but shouldn't i get at least a half day off???? darn! what kind of thing is this? argh! the other students can come to uni at 10 or 10.30am and leave around 2pm! WTF!! all their procedures were written precisely and mine is like...spontaneous thing!!! life is so god damn unfair!

one of my coursemates just started his project today!!!! damn it! and another has taken 4 days off in a row!!! darn!! the one who started today was due to clubbing and dont feel like coming (his reason is: he burnt his hand and the pain killer makes him dizzy and he cant wake up....i wonder what kind of place he hailed and which era..pain killers dont make you sleepy ANYMORE...come on, give a better reason, dumbass!)

the other who took a 4 days off is because she need to work..come on!! she is enrolled in a full time course and she absent because she wanted to work??!!!

and for me...i went for blood test and i cant even get a bloody half day off! I cried during the blood test (which is a normal thing for me...yea, laugh all you like...this is me..even when i am 70 years old, i'll still cry)...and on the way to the university, i feel like my life sux! i feel all these inequality and it really pissed me off...i ended up crying on the way to the university and stopped just before i reached the uni...i freshen myself up in the ladies and work my ass off in the lab...

i didn't tell my family that i went for blood test yet...after i get the blood test result on monday, i'll let them know i went for the test...i am actually thinking of the result...i don't know whether i should wish the result to be bad or a good one!

okay...it's like this...if my blood is okay, it means something is definitely wrong with me (maybe some cyst) and if my blood test is not good, it means something is wrong as well!

argh! so, definitely, something is wrong...ha-ha...conclusion: something IS wrong... but no worries, it is not a serious thingy~ woo hoo~ what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger..

a lot happened in a day...

1st:

my marble cake sold out completely! everyone liked it so much and it was my first attempt...i ma kinda lazy to upload the photo coz i am kinda busy at the moment...argh!

2nd:

my stupidity in making mistakes created a miracle...i might have found a new method purifying some protein...i'll have to determine what protein they are tomorrow..

3rd:

everyone is looking forward to what i am baking everyday!!! i have a hard time..coz i don't know how to bake actually! i am a novice!!! i just google up some recipe and bake the cake! now i am having quite a headache in varying my cakes...

4th:

since i had been baking cakes everyday, made Connie's speciality...called 'connie's sandwich'... i am not bragging about this sandwich...but everyone who tried this sandwich will actually get addicted to it...hehe! just ask those who had tried it before... and even i put on weight due to this stupid sandwich! i am restricting myself from eating it..i'll just make it for those people...

not only i made a sandwich, i baked another banana cake as well...due to high demand...coz the banana cake's news spread so fast that those who havent tried it complained! and they forced me to bake one...i am exhausted from baking and doin project...and sorting out my assignment...and searching for journals!

honestly, with all those cakes i baked, i actually lose 1kg...haha! good for me...i am losing weight with cake eating~ weird stuff happen to weird people...