Syncope

29 04 2007

Syncope? Strange word huh? Probably something related to scopes. But NO! It’s actually fainting!

I would say I had a out-of-body experience yesterday. In the wee hours of the morning, when all was still and the traffic was slow, my vision blurred, starting from the right side. And following which, I had no idea what happened. It seemed like just a few seconds though. Dizzy and disorientated, I hurriedly brushed my teeth and went to bed. Hours later, rain started falling, the pitter-pattering woke me. And what a waking. I had a bump on my head. A painful one. Not mention a stiff clenched jaw. And a pinched tongue. Ouch. Not a good night for me. I don’t have recollections of falling or pushing things, but the dear mother told me my stationary were scattered all over the floor in the morning. Including my spectacles. Which is incredible, as I usually took care of important things like that.

Well, Wiki has this description of fainting

  • Patients who experience a syncoptic episode do not remember falling.

I so DON’T need this to happen now. Tomorrow is my 1st paper. Wish me luck.





Six Days Left

27 04 2007

Seeing that I only have 6 days left. Starting to have a surplus of adrenaline. It’s making me jumpy and high-strung, the last thing I need. I need a nice calm mind, to absorb everything like Apo-B protein absorbs 2-monoglycerols and fatty acids. Als, all I got was agitating emails, the kind which sends you into hyperventilating mode. I wish I had some Calming Potion, like Harry Potter does. Not mention bad late nights which I hate myself for. My biological clock is totally upside down, I think I am on German Time. Guess I will be right at home when I get to Austria.

Did I ever mention that polls indicate that Austria is the 61st on the Happy Planet Index?

And Singapore is ranked number 131.





Where’s my sense of urgency?

26 04 2007

Sometimes, the overwhelming amount of things I need to do causes me to, well, think of more things to do! Impending doom in the form of exams, soon to arrive on Monday, and all I can think of is

  • Draw drawings for my friends
  • Play Ultimate
  • Plan for Ultimate league! *omg so much work*
  • Lots of things

other than studying.

That is me, the professor in procrastination. And at 2am, I am typing ernestly on my blog instead of trying to finish the various types of RNA polymerases found in eukaryotics.

TRY! Try to beat the boredom!





Novel thought

25 04 2007

I need a simple kind of lovely
And the thought is just a novelty

Well, it’s already Thursday!
I love the Thursday Next novels by Jasper Fforde. I think his name alone is enough to warrent a try at his novels. Unfortunately, today’s Thursday is very different from that Thursday. Its the 26th of April! And it’s only 4 days away from my 1st paper! Mind you, I have already been lucky enough to have papers starting from the 2nd week only. But it has just prolonged my boredom stuck at home studying. I have been sitting in front of my table and looking at my enormous pile of notes for more than 2 weeks already. Sort of monotonous. I so need it to end. 7 more days to go!





Postman Pat

24 04 2007

Did you know that in Japan, Postman Pat had an additional finger added on to prevent little kiddies from thinking that he was Yakuza やくざ, the Japanese equivalent of the Italian Mafia? Postman Pat had 4 fingers only, hope it didnt interfer with his mail sorting.

My friend emailed me today saying she recieved my letter from Russia. It has taken 2 weeks to reach her. But its well worth it. Thank You to whoever Postman Pat there is, who delivered the long-awaited letter to my beloved friend in far away freezing Russia. Looking at all the amazing pictures she took over there, makes me want to take lots of pictures with all my friends, to bring along with me when i go to Innsbruck, just to show all my potential-new-found friends there. Please Please let the exams be quick and most importantly, painless





Russia

23 04 2007
I dont really have anything to say about the state of my studying. It’s well, really boring. Anyway, realised Boris Yeltsin just died. A man who truely influenced the way Russia is now. My friend is in Russia. She’s having a blast. Her life is full of exciting discoveries and new friends and sweet adventures with her lovely host families and the various people she interact with. How i envy her.

Meanwhile, I am stuck here, buried deep in my pile of notes trying to understand something which is, really, horribly and terribly complicated. Making sense of the world never got this difficult.

I wish I was in Russia. Or anywhere in Europe as a matter of fact.





Stale State

22 04 2007

Studying again, it’s getting mighty miserable. But today I learnt that there’s a difference between Phosphofructokinase-1 and Phosphofructokinase-2. Didn’t realize how that small little number at the end of the name made such a huge difference. Very likely a pass or fail grade. I somehow sense impending doom. I still have one week and more to study for my subjects but I feel really slow in my progress. Like the dark rain cloud which swoops down onto Singapore after lunchtime, it’s shielding the bright good grades I should be getting. It’s a rather gloomy outlook right?

Sick of being trapped in my gilded house-cage. Give me a field and a disc and good Ultimate company any day.





Doldrums of life

21 04 2007

Oh, life could be a dream
If only all my precious plans would come true

It’s officially one week since I started studying. The more I go through my notes the more I am convinced that Life Sciences isn’t the way I want to go in the future. I try to wind down the distractions in my head, but they keep overflowing. Things I would rather be doing than studying the deluge of RNA, phosphatases, transcription eg. The trees outside my window seems to have grown. The night has grown darker, like a sinister mask clouding over the bright city lights. Why did I think of taking up Life Sciences? Now that I rewind and go through the desires deep within me, un-named dreams surface like a message in a bottle which had been buried by a lonely soul 50 years ago.

Bury the bottle quickly. It’s best to forget it for now.