a little Xtra

stand, stare, smile
Watch, wait, wonder.

That's wat we do everyday don't we?

Same routine,
it never changes
It never goes anywhere.

Laugh, Look, lift,
Pipette, pitch, poke.

Chuck the DNA away all over my work bench.
i think contamination seems to stick to uz like bees stick to honey.
LOL.
ah well.

Thank goodness, i'm having a short break from PCRs.
Now for sequencing.. *scream*
and extraction * double scream*

Snow

The little girl fell into the thick blanket of snow that carpeted the mountain side, shaking with peals of delighted laughter. The place had an ethereal touch to it, as though someone had lovingly recreated a scene from a storybook. She had never seen snow before. She scraped some of the frozen ice off the ground and fingered it curiously. It was harder than she had expected. She had always thought that snow was light and fluffy, like cotton candy. She started to build a snowman, but decided that it was too tiring. So she built a miniature one and placed it next to her mom for babysitting.

Her father rented a little red plastic sled for her and showed her how to navigate down the slope. After a few practise runs, she was ready to go the distance by herself. Eagerly, she tugged the red sled up the slope and settled into the seat. The view was breathtaking, but the edge revealed a menacingly forest of trees below. But the danger wasn't apparent to her. All she wanted was to go as fast as she could. SHe wanted to fly.

Down, down, down, she slid, laughing and screaming as she swerved to narrowly avoid irate skiiers. The icy wind took her breath away as the sled gathered speed... and before she knew it, the exhilerating ride was over. She struggled to her feet and raced up the slope to begin another thrilling journey down.




But as the sun slid gently below the horizon and the lamplights flickered on, people started to head back towards the railway station.

" Come on," her father told her. " It's getting late."

Tears welled up in her eyes. HOw could she leave? She didn't know when she would ever see snow again. How about her little snow man?

Her mother led her by her hand to the train station. She bent down and picked up a handful of snow. Well, at least she could bring some down the mountain... then maybe she could keep it and admire it.

The people settled onto the train seats to begin the journey back to teh city.

THe carriage shook and jolted as the train raced back, bringing its tired load of passengers closer to their abodes. THe little girl was oblivious to the chatter around her, she just focused on the little ball of snow in her gloved hands.
.

She knew in her heart that it would melt, but yet she still stared hopefully at the melting ball of ice, willing it to remain as real and as solid as the magical day that had just passed.

But the stubborn ball just grew smaller and smaller... until it was nothing but a wet puddle in her hands.

Tears slid down her face. SHe knew she was being silly, but she missed it already.

she wondered, when was the next time she would ever see it again.

I wanna laugh sometimes.
It seems so ridiculous.
This perpetual game of hide and seek
Of waiting and guessing.


well, the last one made me wanna juz run for the exit.
pray just leave me alone k?
I wanna breath,
I wanna think.
And i wanna juz PCR all my samples in peace haha.

DNA AWAY. DNA AWAY, DNA AWAY...
* peeks behind hands at the gel photograph*
please.. nononono. contamination. nonono. contamination.

questions w/o answers...

So many unanswered questions in life.
every one seems to have their huge bunch of questions.
someone shld collate them and put thme on who wants to be a Millionare... the impossible playoffs.
*shakes head*
bleah.
why do the weirdest things keep popping up athe wrong times???


Someone please tell teh DNA to GO away.. my negative controls keep popping up still.
JB is right. i should have drunk RNAse away, since DNA keeps sticking to me

I know it's hard,
To cope with that omnipresent ache in the heart
I know it's hard,
to hold back the tears that come.
I know it's hard,
To banish any hopes and dreams
Moving on is the first step.
No matter where the destination may be.
We will be there,
to hold the ropes,
no matter how rough the journey,
we're gonna cheer you on.



I know it' s hard to reason.
When you're feeling so broken
for i've been there.
We've all been there

but keep trying my dear.
It gets better with time.
trust uz on that one.

*huggiez!*

Ultimate Frisbee , the ostrich way.

Yez, i think i spent most of the time skidding face down in the sand. but it was soooo fun! Yez, i was suggesting that the rules would be, hit the cute guy ( or gal for calv's case) and you score a point for the team. We decided for the target to be calv's slippers, but our frisbee mysteriously kept landing up in the middle of a group of half naked guys playing football near to our area. I think we were still running on the old rules. haha.

Anyway, i've not played a game with a group of ppl for AGES. it was soooo fun. ok. reminded me of RGS basketball games. where we ended up catfighting over the ball. This game saw uz all scuffling after the fallen frisbee near the slipper. I had sand everywhere, even in unmentionable places.

Then we grabbed a drink, settled down on palawan beach , watched the sun set and then ate our selves sick at habourfront. haha. we were going from shop to shop. aiyoh.

i had so much fun! :)

your heart pounds,
your hand trembles,
as you gingerly slide the gel onto the black film platform

you click the button: exposure
And you cross your fingers and pray.

THat's the trauma i go through every time i view my gel plate.
Aiyoh. contamintaion AGAIN. idiot. wat's wrong with me. :(

neway, quite happy :) lab mates bought me a belated birthday cake.. haha.. very funny. psychoboy and Al said they were going to play video games in teh arcade while pY brought me around shopping during lunch hour. When we met up again, al was carrying a bengawan solo cake..
They were suggesting leaving a slice to cream my face. but then thankfully, Bsh ate most of it.. whew. saved by a stomach. heh :)
And my wonderful 3 co-supervisors, al, psychoboy and PY got me a necklace!!! it was supposed to be an "X" but i looked at it and said it looked like a chromosome in mitosis. wonder if i put it in the UV hood if it will mutate. haha.. I thihk i'm hopelessly psychotic already.

Met up with Cowzy and JC on tuesday. Heh.. didn't know that they intended to give me a birthday treat. How sweet of them, how blur of me. It didn't hit me until they scrambled off from the talbe, leaving their stuff behind so that i had to sit there., gosh. thank you. Thank you for the treat, thank you so much for remembering, thank you so much for taking the effort to meet up. it's been almost 3 years since we left school, they've always taken the effort to ask me out when i come back on vacation juz to catch up. I still don't get their jokes :) ( or more than half of them) <. but i really enjoyed the meal. haha. i think i might have enjoyed it more if cowzy agreed to lick the fondue pot. LOL.

And so I turned 21. Bitter sweet kinda thing. Just another day to my life. Had a couple of friends over :P. Thanks for coming ya'll! :) I felt so blessed to have all my loved ones around. THanks mommy , Jo and yanti for preparing all the stuff too :) haha.. i was caught up in the lab,so i only managed to come back and stick the sausages into the cocktail sticks. Thanks HH for calling :) Al called from the causeway to wish me happy birthday. Birthday aside, my PCR was a disaster. i think i managed to contaminate the DNA samples. PY was about to strangle me left right center on friday. sigh. lots to do. lots to do. my gel broke just b4 photographing. Geeez.

And of coz, armed with my new status as an "adult", j9 and I took off to watch our first Raated movie. Mwahaha. I cldn't prevent a smirk from forming as I proudly flashed my ID to the ticket lady. check it out. Saving Face.. it's really good tho! i was tickled pink by the show. , ti's a really witty film.

All is quiet on the eastern front.

The mind is a fickle thing
It's restless, always craving, never satisfied.
It finds fault with everything it's presented
And when that object finally steals away,
the mind follows,
Pleading, wanting, crying.
But all that echoes through the hills is the voice of Pain.
It sings a soft, haunting aria,
but Pain iz too much to bear,
The mind begs for Pain to go away,
It shouts, it yells, it screams.
It thrashes and lashes out.
It's falls back on pure survival instinct.

And so all falls silent on the eastern front.
Not a word, not a sound,
The mind tosses and turns,
it wanders through the desolate silence,
relieved to hear the deafening silence,
but yet secretly hoping that the uneasy quiet will be broken,


But all is still quiet on the eastern front.
The mind sits perched on dune,
and waits.
For it knows that it will hear the sound of laughter once again,
echoing over the furthest hill.
And in that knowledge that happiness has been found,
It rejoices.

The dawn of healing will come.
It juz takes time