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Posted on 2007.02.20 at 10:39
Is my name really that hard to spell?

Posted on 2007.01.15 at 22:31
Current Mood: crappycrappy
Me and flies:

"Oh look... this one has shriveled wings and white eyes. Boo, you curly virgin. Into the vial you go."

And later...

"This one has eyes the colour of congealed blood, and has not shaved in weeks. You are far past the point of stubble, I shall douse you in ethanol, and you shall die."

I hate Drosophila.
Like wow.

This term is not looking like it's going to be, how you say, fantastic.

On a lighter note, I have a new crazy-fun friend in my creative writing class who loves body cavities.


Christmas haul

Posted on 2006.12.26 at 11:38
Current Music: Genetic Blueprint - Fear Factory
Well, since I am on the lj updating bandwagon, away we go:

- Wii! (My mom rocks Wii bowling, omg)
- pink iPod nano (his name is Dexter...)
- blankets and pillows
- The Scarlet Letter by Hawthorne
- Crime and Punishment by Dostoyevsky
- The Gun Seller by Hugh Laurie (that's right, Hugh Laurie)
- The genius magnetic poetry kit (magnetic poetry is nothing without words such as mellifluous and sanguine)
- DVDs, manga etc etc etc

Yep, a good Christmas. My cat was very pleased with the effort that went into wrapping the gifts.


My future... dun dun dunnnn

Posted on 2006.12.20 at 10:49
Current Location: The lab
Current Mood: confusedconfused
I have a dilemma. Should I apply to med school or not?

To do that I'd have to:
1. Take full year physics (124 and 126, I think) in my fourth year (next year).
2. Write the MCAT
3. Find more volunteering opportunities (Can anyone help with that?)

So, if I went into med school, I could go into psychiatric research (woohoo, exciting endgame) and make five to ten times more money I'd make as just a genetics PhD. The problem is that I'd have to pay $15,000 per year to go to med school, do my residency, get my MD/PhD and then finally start making decent money. So, like... 10-15 more years of... school.

Psychiatric research
Lots of money
[Late] childhood dream
Proving that I can get into medicine

Physics (it might mess up my gpa)
Finding ways to volunteer (not the volunteering in and of itself, just... getting started is kind of hard)
Med school/human anatomy
Possibly having to move down east to go to med school

This is a decision that kind of defines the rest of my life, which is frightening.
Does anyone have any insights?

And now I will go Christmas shopping downtown, what an adventure this should be.


Life changes, huh?

Posted on 2006.09.22 at 21:31
Current Mood: complacentcomplacent
Current Music: DMC3 soundtrack
All right, so I’m finally sitting down and patching together some form of an entry.

This summer was surreal. I can’t say that I’m at all sure that it actually ever happened. I got a position in a lab over the summer doing research on Wilson Disease, specifically mutational analysis of the Wilson Disease gene/protein, whichever you prefer. I also magically pulled an NSERC scholarship out of my ass. Anyway, I spent all four summer months working on that, and I’m still not anywhere near done. So I’m doing my bio 499 research project this year, giving me another 8 months to hopefully get some data out of all of my efforts. Of course this is patently insane, since I’m a third year, so I’m going to have to work hard to beat those fourth years to the ground.

Well, I actually didn’t spend all of the four months on the project. My mom and I made a last-minute trip to Finland to help my grandmother through her radiation therapy. In June she was diagnosed with stage four lung cancer. There has been a lot of miscommunication and such between the doctors (what with vacations etc), but as it stands now, the question of further treatment (chemotherapy) hangs on a quality of life issue, ie. Is extending her life by two months worth the decrease in quality of life? The doctors don’t agree.

There’s also an issue of my grandfather, who’s a bit of a self-centred bastard, who has been taken care of by my grandmother for the last thirty years. To say that he’s being an ass about the whole thing is a bit of an understatement. But he’s family, and we love him anyway.

Let’s see, the start of the new school year. That’s the same as it has ever been, although being in a medical genetics lab on my own time has been a bit weird to adjust to. I’m stressed out about everything, and get pissed off if anyone tells me to calm down, or that I’ll do fine. I’m liking my classes, although I’m a bit concerned that perhaps my classmates have gotten their acts together this year. I guess we’ll see.

Anything else to say? Well, this weekend I’m going to tea with Jen, just to make her first date with this guy who [incredibly cutely, as far as I’ve heard] gave her his number. I hope it goes well, since I prodded her into phoning him. And yes, I mean little Jen Edwards. I think it’s cute, and I hope it goes well.

There’s also a small ‘party’ tomorrow of some of the geeks from Ainlay (Jen, Johanna, Graeme, Andrew, Dianna, Lydia and I). We’re renting a movie and eating snacks. After tea tomorrow, Jen, Johanna and I are going to rent the movie. It’s hard taking into account such varied tastes.

Then on Sunday I’m going to see Phantom of the Opera with my brother and Johanna. I hope to be amazed, since I’ve heard some very good things.

At some point I should probably also study.


I’d say that overall, my life has changed, though I’m still the same jerk. Overall karma hasn’t bitten me too badly, so I don’t think I’m going to hell. AND I haven’t been bothered by assholes (men), and can remain married to my yeast, Paramecia and mutations (lab work), and die a crazy old lady. Although you might have to live through a few [thousand] more of my lonely laments, I’m sorry. One day I’ll get used to it.

It annoys me that I have to go shopping again. I’m too tall for my shirts.

I’m currently intrigued by the martial arts movie collaboration between Finland and China based on the Kalevala (the Finnish national epic). I wish for it to be cool/great/awe inspiring.

I also have pictures! But I don’t remember my photobucket password/login, and don’t care enough to try. If one wants pictures of Finland, one must but ask.


New icon!

Posted on 2006.06.29 at 22:21
Current Mood: contentcontent
Current Music: Fast as you can - Fiona Apple
I won some glow-in-the-dark (and light, and UV) DNA today. I was so excited. The other genetics summer students were jealous. My supervisor thinks I'm insane because I was goofing around with it all afternoon.

Umm... I convinced my friend Lindsay to bus up here for the weekend. We're going to have a crazy fun time! Well... if I can figure out anything crazy/fun to do. We all know that I'm bad at that.

Any ideas?

Abarai Renji


Posted on 2006.04.28 at 12:01
Current Mood: excitedBirfday!
Current Music: Presents!
Wow, so this is what the third decade looks like.

*shameless plug: I want birthday greetings [and presents], NOW!*

An unexpected career break could suddenly come your way, dear Taurus, which should be exciting and encouraging - but at the same time a little scary! Don't let apprehension get to you, for you won't want to let this opportunity pass you by. Your good fortune could arouse envy in some of your coworkers, but don't let this bother you either. Simply do what you need, get the ball rolling, and then go ahead with it. Good luck!

Yay horoscopes.

Abarai Renji
Posted on 2006.03.17 at 23:54
Current Mood: amusedamused
Current Music: Blue - Eiffel 65
Random entry!Collapse )

I've decided that I should become a famous geneticist/short story novelist. I'd write creepy science-fiction-pseudoerotica (minus sex, just the titillation). I think it's interesting stuff, anyway. I spend so much time writing/designing it, too. I'm odd, but I think I'd be ok at it.

Posted on 2005.11.18 at 23:00
Current Mood: apatheticapathetic
Saw Harry Potter. Didn't like it at all, save for ten minutes in the graveyard. Why ruin a perfectly good book like that?

Not particularly motivated to write anything more at the moment.



Posted on 2005.09.01 at 22:51
Current Mood: indifferentintrospective
Current Music: Guardian Angel - Juno Reactor
I've made a decision to no longer write in this journal because I feel that I have to.

I went through the painful process of reading through and deleting (or doing the next best thing) to all of the entries I've written. In the middle of it my mom called me to ask if I could help her with dinner. At that moment, I was at one of those months where my livejournal entries are pathetic and degrading to my sense of self; naturally I called "I'll be up in a minute! I only have another year of entries to delete!" Or maybe I didn't shout that part. I sincerely hope that nobody will remember any of my livejournal entries from over three months ago with terrible accuracy. I also hope that you will forget this one. I know that you will, unless I have a crazy stalker. If I do have a crazy stalker, I ask that you be a nice crazy stalker and forget those entries, or at least keep them safely stored in the deep, unpenetrable and highly untrustworthy part of your subconscious that makes you stalk me. If you do, I may buy you a cookie.

Now I'm going to start writing in my journal about things that nobody cares about because I feel like I want to. And if any of you have any issues with me writing about things that you don't care about, or if you feel that my journal wastes your time and friends list space, feel free to remove me. There are only two people on my friends list whom I would be heartbroken if they so chose to remove me. Following statistics, you're not one of them. In fact, following statistics, the only reason you're my "friend" is because I like to read a little bit of gossip every day. Oh, yes, I am a horrible person. But wait, I'm sure you're that way too. Honesty is good.

You're probably offended. Don't think of this entry as being a passive-agressive declaration that I hate you. Sure, it's passive agressive, and sure, I may hate you every so often. If I didn't talk to someone I have hated at some point, I would have been born mute. What do you care if I don't like you at one point or another? Emotions are transient things. Hell, I'm not even angry now. I'm just mean (which I like to call "frankness") and tempramental.

Oh, and don't think that this is the signpost for the end of stupid entries about how woeful I am about the pathetic selection in men, or how I am so obsessed with something. I'm going to say stupid things, I don't have doubts about that. Which reminds me: boys suck, and I love something you really don't care about.

And here - right here, I swear - I am going to tell you that I made myself a new journal layout which I thoroughly enjoy. I also meticulously (or not so much) customized said layout to match my icon. My icon which prominently screams that I'm an anime geek so deal with it (alternatively, fuck off and die). I would appreciate if you went and looked at it, and left a comment to tell me how lovely it is so that I can feel good about myself (I'm not joking).

I am as excited about school as I am nervous. On one hand, I've made it through first year doing blissfully well. On the other hand, I'm on the Dean's list and feel an incredible amount of pressure to stay on said list so that I can continue to feel good about myself... without resorting to comments on livejournal. Then again, my schedule looks good, and I've handled all of my finances for the next year. The only thing I lack is that accursed biochemistry textbook, a five subject coil scribbler and a nice new pen.

I'm going places, I've made some changes, and I'm excited. Change, in moderation, is good.