Wang's Kitchen

you know when you're having a bad day when you get the sequencing results of your constructs that you made after a mighty struggle, only to find that you designed the primer wrongly because you took the antisense sequence of the epitope tag in question.

DAMN!

while staring at the cells i've been culturing (and killing and harvesting) for quite a while, i realized how beautiful they looked. Especially when you've just plated them and they're all fat and sticking nicely to the culture surface. Nice big round nucleus with two or three dark nucleoli in them, surrounded by a sprinkling of shiny vesicles carelessly rimming the nucleus and fluffy lammellopodia spreading out in all directions. order in chaos. ok fine, the bastards are cancer cells. but dang! i think i'm spending too much time in here.

"eh your driving is terrible la!"
*wince slightly*
(basket. my instructor is not of the opinion ley)
"how come during pay-lalel parking dat time you have to turn your wheel when you're stationary har?"
*surprised look*
(har? wth? my instructor didn't say anything about this. and i see everyone doing it all the time dammit)
"also hor, when you're moving off that time, can you change gear faster or noh har? very slow ley. its very dangerous to the other drivers you know.)
i look at the paper; he marked me on that on 4 occasions.
(like wtf! its LUNCH TIME bumper-to-bumper traffic dawg! you want me to shift to third in a jiffy and end up in someone's rear end?)
"then hor i know you want to be very safe la, but when you check your blind spots can you don't also veer your car? I saw you veer out of the lane three times ley."
(okay la i give it to you. i was very kan cheong)
*nod*
"and i gave you 12 points for changing lane in to the same lane as the taxi was changing to. how come you never see the taxi change lane har? very dangerous ley, if the guy doesn't give way, accident liao lo."
(basket the taxi driver was being a bastard can? he swerved into the lane at the same time i thought it was clear. what the hell was i supposed to be. a driver or a fortune teller?)
"and your instructor never teach you when you turn right you turn into the rightmost lane, not the center lane mey?"
(okay la i was being a retard here. that my fault)
"next time i see you, must improve har."
(sure. and i hope the next candidate makes a right turn at rush hour traffic and then stalls his vehicle as a car is approaching the junction. that will teach you a lesson prick. hell i might try the same stunt myself. i love to cut off my nose to spite the face u know.)

yesterday was a special day- not because my cloning worked or that i was ready for my driving test tomorrow - trifles such as these are not worth even thinking about here. (not that I could write much now- i'm still suffering from a block).

yesterday my bestest brlader in the world - ej-de-the Geleng- got engaged . and i had the honor of being there watching it all and taking it all down. it was the absolute minimum- no extravagant boquets, no welcoming gaggles of friends and all the embellishments ; seven minutes in the ceremony room was all it took and tomorrow - and many, more more tomorrows- they spend their lives together as an unbroken whole.

sometimes you just know and yesterday was just this time- i know, i can tell, and i can sense - that they truly loved each other; and thus for them the absolute minimum was more than enough because the point of this engagement has been made - no need for any restatements of any kind.

so congratulations again mr and mrs toh. good things happen to good people and i'm sure you'd will do more than just fine, you bastards :D (and i will get you drunk next year when i'm back for your actual wedding, you chao gelengkia. haha)