Raaaaandom, Because I Again Had The Urge to Write

Bleh, I'm sick. No more than one week autumn-ish weather and my throat's already swollen.

I partly blame it on the cold rooms in our lab but then again, no one except me seems to run around in long-sleeved shirts and jackets and still freezes like we had temperatures of the coldest Siberian winter. Guess it's my immune system. I have a faint suspicion that everytime I neglect doing sports, I'm like ten times more prone to getting sick. Nowadays the only thing I feel like doing after work is slouching on my couch until bed time...




Yesterday I had a quarrel with my dorm mate. Well, I could also call it a discussion because is has less the 'fighting' character than just arguing and being honest with each other. After the argument, we were actually on better terms than before.

It's been a while since the last time someone slapped the fact that I'm way too dominant in my face. Shit, I've really tried to tone it down alright, but sometimes I just forget to adjust it when I talk to certain people. It's also absolutely not helping that my dorm mate has this way of challenging my patience (or the lack thereof), for example, when he doesn't answer when I ask him something, or when he bluntly says, "No, I don't feel like it," when I asked him if he had time to talk. Like seriously, how much respect does he have for me if 'not feeling like it' is more than reason enough for him to put me off.

Nah, but talking about his faults or justifying my wrongs is not the purpose of this. Basically, I think I have a very justified reason to be all kinds of mad at him, but I'm also thankful he reminded me that I might have let a bad side slip out too much.




Let me just say that I won't ever take shit from anybody. For one, I'm stubborn. Secondly, I can't stand suffering injustice. With that, and my seeming luck to always all of a sudden be perfectly able to express my thoughts in an argument, I'm not the type to shy away from discussions. Adding impatience as a non-virtue to that, I was actually born your typical short-tempered and hot-headed person.

My parents, of course, have realized that soon before anyone else. They brought that to my attention as soon as I was intellectually able to receive criticism of the kind. It took a few painful failures on my part to finally get me accepting the truth, though. But since then, I did try my best and continuously work on that flaw. It's just, like I already said, old habits die hard... Sometimes I forget to tame my temper. Therefore, getting the bitter truth slapped in the face would help from time to time, too.




Yesterday got me thinking a lot. Plus me being sick, plus the cold weather, all that led to my being emo. :P And what happens when I feel emotional? No, I don't cry, silly. I get a surge of motivation for writing. At least five story ideas popped up in my head, counting from yesterday night till this morning.

We'll see how productive I can be in the next couple of days. :)

*ETA: I decided my Blog design was too gloomy. Changed it to something happier.

The Start of Something New

So this week, I've officially started my labwork-semester.

Honestly speaking, my motivation for anything lab-related was sooooo low the past couple of weeks, and that situation lasted even until last Sunday. I don't know, I guess the hospital internship in March and the quite clinical latest semester made me kind of dread a nine-month break from disease study.

With that feeling, I had serious trouble to act like I was happy when showing up to the lab on Monday. My first day did no job in swaying my mood, either. Basically, the only interesting thing I did was preparing a medium bottle for my future cell cultures. Up until now, and today is Thursday, I haven't touched the tissue culture hood again. :( 

But well. By now, I've become more accustomed to lab-life. And luckily, I'm also feeling less unmotivated. I'm looking forward to next week when I'll finally be able to cultivate my own cells. Now I'm still enjoying my immense freedom, hehe. When I do my own experiments, I won't be having so much free time, but still, I like this feeling of being able to plan my whole day without any obligatory, strictly timed attendances for classes or seminars. 

Plus, in the end, this is what I've been needing the whole time. A new environment. It comes with a special challenge this time - in form of my first real work environment. I mean, I've experienced work environments before for sure, but a place where I have to come to daily and over a longer period of time (nine months - not four weeks like my usual hospital internships)... this is a first. Also, being a newbie in an established circle is always a challenge, too. But I consider myself lucky because it seems like everyone in my lab is nice (so far... lol).

So, yeah. I think I can handle this. Nine months being a full-time pseudo-scientist - here I come!