Tuesday, September 15, 2009

What's going on??

Extremely fun lab session today... For all the wrong reasons... =D
Expecting the normal hum-drum lab session today, I stepped into the lab with a bored face and a plastered-on-my-face sien look which I have practiced for every lab session... But... only a few minutes into start of the lab session and CRASH... sound of glass breaking... ;p What a start!

A few minutes later... CRASH... round bottom flask broke... not too long after another crash... a 250mL RBF dis time.... ANother few hours... another crash and the final crash occurred at 2pm or so... a water bath dis time. I cannot help but go HAHAHA... 5 breakages in a single measly 7 hour lab session. All of us were looking at our neighbours going "What the...??" "What's with today?" Not pointing fingers k... but erm... most of the stuffs were broken by the 2nd yrs. What to do? 1st round of Organic chemistry n Inorganic Chemistry lab ma. SO excited =p

FOr those who haven't been into lab session b4... breaking glassware is alwiz a bit of of an embarassment cos... the tinkle and crash of glass really echoes thru the entire lab... i.e... EVERYONE KNOWS... Lol. Next thing u know... ur TA will hurry over to check out what u broke. Won't be punished too much for it... but... paiseh la... Everyone looking at u... :p

Then I start to ask myself... Did I break something in the lab b4?? Erm... I seriously can't recall... Nothing major I guess... but today sure was fun... It was like... a party where u smash bottles and throw guitars at each other... WAKAKA...

1st time i come back from lab laughing...

I'm OUT! (too hyper d)
~sh@rkl!ng~

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Reflections...

Well... I have been chased many times to update my blog... since it's like dead most of the time...

Very happy today =p... Dad came over to Spore today for a meeting @ Kranji tmrw... And of course, I got to see him for a few hours b4 nighttime completely overwhelmed the day... A few measly hours but I'm not complaining :) In fact, I don't recall him ever coming to Singapore for meetings when I wasn't studying here... So I've been wondering... Double purpose to a single trip? Of course, Mum takes the opportunity to transport as much food and supplies to me here as can be brought in a single trip... Look at my food supplies... haha.. It has increased Multiple folds :) Good for late night snacks on Tues when my meals are so erratic...

So much has changed in the past 2 years since I arrived here, a newbie, completely alone, and completely clueless as what the future held in store... Mind you, I'm still completely clueless abt the future... That is still to be seen... But... Somehow, I feel that I have changed... I'm not the me I used to be...

e.g

From the crazy girl who, in the eyes of her classmates, is quite sociable to this nerd who hides in her room doing lab reports every weekend (torture of all chem students, I bliv) NO LIFE!!!

From the girl who spoke not a single word of Mandarin to the 3/4 banana who tries to converse in Mandarin to the best of her abilities

From never ever missing meals to this lab rat who hides out at the org lab every Tues from 10am till 5pm w/out lunch or even a drop of water sometimes... Gastric getting worse cos of dis... super unhealthy

Yet... Some things never change... I am still as homesick as I used to be. I have a theory that all Cancerians are homely ppl and thus are very prone to be homesick... I am certainly a testament to that theory. I would've thought that after 2/3 years on my own out here... I would have gotten used to being away from home. And yet, U will find me running back home every opportunity I get. LOLz... I also would've thought that I will not have the urge of hiding my face in my pillow when I see my parents leaving after a weekend's visit. It is for this very reason that I cannot talk to my parents much on the phone... I feel an overwhelming sense of missing home and wanting to be there esp when things are not going well at home.

But still I tell myself to grow up... dismiss the feeling and place it in the back of my mind. But I alwiz question, will that part of me which misses home every go away? Will that part change? Am I too attached to home for my own good? Questions which are still unanswered...

Meanwhile the little joys from home which put a smile on my face no matter what...



Little Mag-NICIs which Dad buys for me everytime he visits... Cute things make me happy =)








Latestmonochromatic addition to my family of little collectibles... Thou shalt name him...

MagStripey?MagZebra? Any suggestions?