January 13, 2009

punch drunk on the boxing match called love

a line that read in a poem sitting on my supervisor's table,
as i was waiting for her to further explain or give me something to do.
a poem abt heartbreak, n how we bring it upon ourselves.
a really thought-provoking one.

so im bak in melb.
i cant bliv im bak here!
air asia was not as bad as i tot it wud be.
being back in melb in summer at this time only means one thing,
its time to work n study!!

so ill b sitting for this crazy, physically impossible exam,
GAMSAT!
6 hours, tests u on all aspects,
including literature, essay writing and all sciences we've learned since form 5.
with so much reading to do,
and so little time,
ive been spending my nights away in the library after work,
which annoyingly closes really early.

anw, abt work.
so im working jst during summer at howard florey institute,
ill b workin on a project,
that s testing the relevance of a particular gene in the search for the cause of epilepsy.
today's only my 2nd day,
nth much has happened since.
first day, was pretty much meeting ppl n safety briefings, etc.
everyone there s really nice n chilled out.
n i js realised wat a small world this is,
when i met sebastian, working in d same lab.
sebastian is my life saver!
altho ive nvr met him b4,
he borrowed me his gamsat notes thru ken.
n nw ive met him!

2nd day,
supposed to be lots of cutting up mice,
but apparently, d mice had taken the christmas off, n not bred.
the mice that we had, had diarrhoea, hence too small to dissect.
bummers...
so here i am, let off early from work.

ive gotta say,
ive been surprisingly very productive.
taken care al that needs taking care of,
completed my first essay n submitted
n i shall b goin for bodyjam later today.

apart from being a nervous wreck,
im actually very proud of myself.
smiles. =D

thank you dad n sis. love u heaps

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