Going nuts experimentally
Yesterday, I did nearly the equivalent of a weeks work in one day. I was really proud because all I had to do to finish off an excellent day was to check my results.
This morning, I came in, spent most of the morning talking to Alex about her trip to the States, then ran my checks to finish off a good days work, and prep for a big one tomorrow.
This afternoon, I paid my visa bill, and restarted about half a days work, plus the joy of doubling it, because I wanted to take it conservatively. About 25 minutes left to go by my count.
The experiments themselves aren't too taxing- infact it's all prep for tomorrow, but man, its tough staying up and alert since 7am. That means, I've been up for... 17 and a bit hours and counting, 12 of which have been in the lab. It's been productive, extremely challenging, and very up and down. Sometimes I hate myself for being here, other times i pat myself on the back for perserverance, and then sometimes the little man who I'm hallucinating slaps me round to wake me up. (just kidding.)
I have had some really good prayer time as well- I woke up at some random time this morning and just started praying for people- I don't know how effective it was, I didn't really feel like I "connected with God" on anything, but it was kinda different.
On Wednesday I went to the Medical Forum on Childhood obesity (it was very boring!) Talking to some fellow BmedSci'ers they were talking about doing late nighters too. I wonder if that has any relation to why I'm here. I hope not. i actually think it has more to do with the type of people we are. i think that we're quiet determined, and willing to do what it takes to get the job done. I don't particularly enjoy staying up to all hours of the morning, or even talking about it. But I do hate leaving a job undone, and enjoy leaving a job finished. Still... I wonder.
It's always a bad sign when you look outside, and the med library's lights are out.
Last night's celebration night was really cool. I enjoyed the good company, food and music. :) But more than that, for all the stats going on, it made me aware of how small the church was, (ie local) yet still so large (the number of people and things that went on without me really knowing). I'm going to miss this place, and I don't even know half of what's going on ;).
Woohoo 11 minutes to go =)
So everybody (bar me, and Lyds) seems to be blogging more now that exams are on. or at least more frequently. I bet all your rooms are sparkling too.
Oh, on Sunday I cooked Chinese Pork buns (Ba'l?) and Lak Cheung (Chinese sausage) with some of the money that Mum gave the flat to take Andrew out (and we never did).
Andrew came round, and we had a pretty good time, bringing back some good old home memories- You know one of the cool things about Wellington is the Chinese Anglican Church Bazzar, ok so I used to hate it, because I was scared of the lion dance, but I'm really looking forward to it next year. Mmmm, so much good chinese food at so cheap prices. and Gon Gon (my granddad) always helps out with the cooking so there's always left overs. Ok, so the stalls are always a bit naff, and the helium balloons always get stuck up in the roof of the hall (bout 3 storeys up), but I guess that's just part of it.
Right- time to move.