the four right chords can make me cry

7th july was not a good idea for the following reasons:
1. it's the last day of FOC!
i'd be too tired to enjoy myself, and no time to prepare. quite suicidal really.
2. commencement
3. quite a few ppl have CGs on fridays
4. it's the last day of FOC!

so yes, its now 8th July, saturday. EIGHTH JULY, SATURDAY.

digressing, superman was a silly show! nearly as silly as the original. camp!

posted by beckyboo @ 1:25 AM 0 comments

to all the people whom i'm having trouble contacting and just happen to be reading this,

you're invited to my birthday dinner!

8th July, Saturday
7pm
my house

call me if i don't call you!

posted by beckyboo @ 12:28 AM 0 comments

it's nice, but me and louis slowly getting to know each other better. considering the sheer number of hours we spend together, and how we have to eat lunch together every single day, it might be considered really slow. but i'm not complaining, it seems to be a good pace. same goes for the rest of the lab. i used to be quite scared of dr tan, but these days i imagine i can see a smile sometimes. i feel happy to see the veneer of formality and cordiality peel and flake off to reveal human beings.

my dad makes me laugh all the time =) i'm gonna record some of the funny things that happen in this blog so that i can read it if i feel sucky and laugh again.
today:
- fetching darren. he opens door and dumps guitar in and closes door. dad assumes its darren, and says, "have you eaten?" and proceeds to drive off. then there's a tap on the boot. darren is still outside and daddy was talking to a bass guitar.
- eating tang yuan for dessert. i kop daddy's bowl for a while, just as the shop aunty comes by with the ta-paued dessert for mum. quickly evaluating the look onmy dad, she asks if he would like some yam paste dessert (super sinful food that my dad absolutely loves!). and his face lights up! me and darren laugh at the scene, and the aunty starts laughing too. daddy! hahaha...
- daddy's chupacabra method of eating tang yuan and his order to darren to "teach your sister how to eat like chupacabra!" and subsequent ramblings about cryptozoology.

posted by beckyboo @ 12:07 AM 0 comments

the clouds hung low in the sky
compelled by gravity
gravid with rain
abandoning their lofty perches
to condescend us
with condensation

posted by beckyboo @ 1:35 AM 0 comments

Life as a Lab Rat

Today marked my first day at Functional Genomics Lab 3. 9am - 6pm, and I was the earliest to leave. Its one of those things that leaves an indelible expression, and yet it was so long drawn out that i got really tired and my thinking got fuzzy and i don't know how i feel anymore. But, hours aside, i have nothing to complain about, the people there seem friendly enough. Louis was really helpful and very nice, i do hope that i will be more of a help than a hindrance, i screwed up his SDS-PAGE gel today. I figure i wouldn't mind working in the lab. It's not like an office job, you'll always been walking around and doing something with your hands, and talking to your colleagues, asking them stuff. I like the fact that it's very independent, no one's so free as to breathe down you neck and watch your every move. you're left to do your own thing, at your own time, to your own standards. but you must produce results of course, which is the least they can expect what. i like it cos it's got its short moments of intense but mindless work too, like filling up boxes of pipette tips. i like doing stuff like that sometimes, just focusing on a simple mechanical task (put pipette tip into hole. repeat.) i might have mild obsessive complusive disorder maybe, who knows. but there are thinking bits too, real scientific inquiry, when you think out what you need to do (no more spoonfed protocols), and why, and if there's a better way to solve the problem. i wonder who really cares what i think though.

chelsea, i saw your friend colin at the bus stop today, and we both went: "you're chelsea's friend right?" We were talking about some maths thing he was doing (i only understood him because i still remember bits of complexity i took last sem), and somehow occassion arose for me to paraphrase this quote: "The woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best."

in the course of conversation, my mind wandered to half. here we are, halfway through the year, halfway through the month of june, halfway through the holidays, halfway through our 4 years at NUS. I didn't say so, but I feel half here and half there. 10 million things (ref serene) in between those two halves that i haven't told anyone about. there isn't anyone to tell. there are things to do for people, 10 million of those. there are places to be, out of obligation to people. there are other people's burdens to bear, and i can't talk to them about myself because it all seems so trivial in comparison to their struggles.

1/2 + 10000000 + 1/2 = ?

posted by beckyboo @ 8:45 PM 0 comments

Change is in the hair

I was trying to figure out who the new guy playing guitar was. Then i saw the goatee... Graham?!?! I just saw him on wed at bats, with the same hair he's had for... seemingly forever (although logically speaking, he did go to army and his hair must have been short then). the jury's out on his new look, skin dog loves it, i think it looks mat rocker (its the goatee). but mostly i think i'm in shock, timing was most unexpected, graham's hair is like an unchangable law of the universe, like gravity. this is kinda like what E=mc2 was to the physics world, nothing short of revolutionary! ok, so i'm exaggerating a little.

but wait till you get a load of pgp. he DID dreadlock his hair afterall. i can't quite figure out what my mum thinks of it, she may not be reacting violently because she seems assured that the school is going to make him cut it, since he has long ceased to be under her control. what i'd really like to see is the reaction he's gonna get in church next sunday. (and remember folks, you heard it here first!) at dinner, there was this little girl at the next table who stared at him in slack-jawed wonder (or was it bewilderment or amusement or admiration?). then she self-consciously started twirling her own hair. hoot! i'm amused.

such dramatic change is in the air; the air, it is thick with portentuous syrup (or possibly hair gel). makes me wanna do something crazy with my hair as well.

wishlist: photo with darren and graham. autographed.

posted by beckyboo @ 1:48 AM 0 comments

things don't seem to be going too well for pgp.
he's got two letters from school, ordering him to cut his hair. His law abiding and low-profile jie has no idea what a threatening letter from school sounds like, but dd insists it's threatening. and peach got pickpocketted at chatuchak. i hope he already bought me something though. heh. the more pc version of that is i hope he has enough money for airport tax.

this is a haiku i wrote when me and liling were speaking to each other in haikus

In Himalaya
Mountains and rivers we cross
Fragile and soon lost

Escapism
after watching 2 dvds (Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind and The graduate) to avoid thinking about life in general, i had to watch zoolander today for something stoopid (as kel would say) to balance out my diet. i seem to like memory-erasing films like sunshine and blade runner. and really really good-looking people who can do blue steel. lol.

I'm supposed to go out and buy a father's day present. but i'm all alone at home, and there's no one to go with, or at least, i can't think of anyone appropriate. better go anyway. it's tomorrow, in case you forgot.

posted by beckyboo @ 6:40 PM 0 comments

got back from india 2 days ago. leaving for church camp tommorrow morning. just to let you know! =) see you soon!

posted by beckyboo @ 10:52 PM 0 comments

Expedition Himalaya '06

Bingxun's photos! So much better than mine, sigh.

posted by beckyboo @ 10:43 PM 0 comments