admin April 2nd, 2008
One of my only days which I start uni later is on the Wednesday (yay - midweek!); all other days I start at 9am. That usually isn’t so bad, but since the beginning of this semester, the UNSW bus line at Central has been horrific (I have yet to take a picture of the line because I am usually late to class, even though previous years I was never late)…
Anyway, today, a Wednesday (God bless), I was doing some research for my essay (bacteria and disease) at home until 10:30am to get readied to go. Grandpa wandered (with his pension train ticket) around and decided to pop in for a visit, and that just before 11am. Not expecting me, he was surprised to find me still at home. On a whim, he decided to cath the train to Central with me. We had a great catch up talk, the grand-father/daughter talk and quickly arrived at destination.
We walked to my bus line (relatively packed, but NOTHING compared to the 8:30am ones) and he bade me goodbye as I waited for the bus (came at around 10 mins later)… I looked around and saw that he was still waiting till I hopped on the bus… o.o; I merely got to my lab on time (1pm)… which was weird considering I actually left home earlier than other Wednesdays…
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So I got home from my quite-random 4-hour “DNA” lab today absolutely smashed, having done tideous things (such as loading an agarose gel with DNA samples) to really unusual things (e.g. sterilising carrots so we can introduce tumours in them over a 10 week period… and by sterilising, it must be VERY sterile! Or the carrot would rot by the end of the 10 weeks).
So I had dinner, walked a bit and watched a little bit of tv before heading for a catnap since I’d have to stay up to study for a test tomorrow (worth 15%)!
I woke up at around 9:30pm, groggy but starting to get refreshed… and tried to study. Noting I actually wasn’t as prepared as I thought I was, I started to stress.
And then my brother comes in and tells me to print his assignment off…
Back to studies… or rather, staring at the book hoping it’d absorb into my head mysteriously…
Next he came in with a piece of paper telling me what he’s been warned of a suspension! WHAT’S THAT? My brother, the most well-behaved teenage in the school (absolute faith in him: he’s an awesome kid) - warning of suspension?
He explained it was because he was playfully “flicking his tie at his friend because his friend was flicking him with [friend's] tie…” and they both got warning letters… Ok…? I read the letter - “not tolerated”, “dangerous behaviour”…
Sigh.
That’s it? Ok, so my brother’s still a good boy. Phew.
Moving on, I tried studying again, searching on Google every so often… and then I hear a phone call… at 10:30pm! Who the heck?
Me: Hello?
Receiver: Hello!
Me: OMG! You’re back?! *phone hug*
It was my long lost friend, Fah! She just came back from Bengali (her sister had a wedding there and she skipped some uni days to go to it) and she called me first out of the girls… Missed her and touched with a lot of catching up to do, I stayed on the phone for a while, which really WASN’T a while because when she needed to go, it was midnight. MIDNIGHT! Poor effort.
So I decided to cram for an hour and wake up at 5am to do some more studying (test starts at 9am, and because of the bus line, I must prepare to get there earlier!).
