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Thursday, March 20, 2008

No... more.. Chakra...

I have been up since about 4 am this morning trying desperately to finish my readings my social psychology group meeting today. Not being the smartest thing on two legs first thing that early in the morning I only managed to finish about 3 papers before my patience ran out and I started swearing vengeance on the researchers and their families for using big words like " this", " we ", " on " and " the ", on me that early in the morning. Students being forced to wake up before the sun does should be made illegal across the state, country, world, universe AND back of the turtle (if you didn't get that read Terry Patchet).

Went for my 8am class, had my social psychology meeting, lunch then a practical that went surprisingly well and ending up in front this monitor in the library typing this out while the last bit of my life force gets sucked away from me.

You may have noted that I am not in the most cheery of moods but I have an excellent and important point to make today that is of paramount importance and dire consequence.

COWS GIVE US MILK. When then again so do goats, sheep, pigs, hippos and monkeys, but how many of us would be will to drink monkey milk?

No really.

The Lord has just recently been very kind to me in that despite what I am, He has just let me onto another fantastic truth; the Lord will meet you where you are at. Just yesterday a friend of mine, Christine got baptised. Just before she got into the pool, she had a chance to tell us about how she came to this decision. She was studying in the library and reviewing some business model of sorts when she saw the limit of the human structured business cycle. The cycle progressing from the consumer who was subject to the company which was subject to the government who where subject to the nation who were subject to the world. She thought to herself wasn't there a higher echelon in the hierarchy? That was where the Lord met with her and prompted her to ask more questions. This led to that and after a bit she decided to finalise her decision to follow Christ.

Or something like that.

Point is, and what really amazed me was that the Lord met her in her life where she was. Through of all things a business model! I don't if anyone else was as amazed as I was. If they were they did an exceptional job of hiding it and playing it cool, just like I was. Either way I've been quite encouraged but her testimony.

I really do have a lot more to say I'm just too tired to. I do have to save my last ounce of strength of my last lesson for the day; a 6 to 8pm lecture. You Will forgive me that I don't edit this text or give you lot a Jonathan's Gem today...

That is all
Jon.P™

P.S Psyc is soooo cool yesterday we learnt how to implant someone with false memories. Well the theory of it at least.How cool is that? SO naruto genjutsu-ish!

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Not my best day in the lab. I had originally sworn to try and finish off my first lab by today but a lapse in my genius proved to be my undoing.

I did a TLC to determine if my precious little compound (hence forth known as Maggie)was done reacting. Maggie showed signs of progress under UV development but a KMnO4 dip development revealed that she just a touch undone.

So like any good anal Chemist wannabe I popped Maggie on to the steam bath for just 3 minutes whilst I prepared the filter for her. Maggie was dissolved in acetone which boils at approx 56.53°C. The steam bath was over 100°C. As you can imagine this caused the Dow-Jones index to drop today by over 40 points today. Yes that is right, being a firm believer in the chaos theory, I believe that I have single handedly contributed to the dip of the American economy.

No really, all of Maggie's solvent evaporated leaving me in a heated agitated state. Of course the simple solution to this would have just been to add a little more acetone but in the eyes of the perfectionist chemist the experiment was ruined. Given that the worst thing that could possibly have happened was a slight dip in Maggie's yield but blood from my pride had been drawn.

I guess Maggie's evaporation today has exposed yet again another issue for me to deal with. That horrible fear of failure. I suppose it is universal to all mankind but I think I take it especially hard. The eggs that aren't cooked to perfection, too much sauce left on the plate after dinner, the soup that's just a touch too sweet, the not so subtle hint to the reader that I am yet to have my dinner.

My choice being a chemist has recently come into question yet again. After yesterday's job fair, that many companies are after mining or geophysics or geochemistry type graduates. As if any of these disciplines could make cool farting noises with wet glassware...

No really, there was just about A company that seemed keen on hiring chemistry graduates. Typically and problematically in a lab. Lab in the sense that I would be doing QC till the second coming. Not my ideal job. The ugly alternative of becoming a teacher peaked out from the suppressed regions of my mind. After all, I reasoned it can't be THAT bad being a teacher. 46k a year in Australia, job stability, retiring at the ripe age of 55, slowly being driven insane by boredom and finally dying of chronic stress related illnesses for which the hospitals will sap every cent from your pile of well invested cash.

Maybe I should be a Doctor...

Jonathan's Gem for today

" Say Jon have you seen Maggie?"
" Sure lots of times. "
" No, I mean have you seen her recently? "
" Who? "
" Maggie!!! "
" Maggie? Where?!? " <--- one day that would be a great bit of a skit to act out.

That is all
Jon.P™

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

So with an hour before my next lesson, coupled with my guilt over not posting for such a long time I have decide to write this:

My time table really sucks this semester. I'm in school 5 days a week. 3 days of which have morning classes that start at 8am. I have two days (Tuesday and Thursday) where my classes end at 8pm. Top that off with this, the ONE chemistry module I'm taking this semester has increased the normal lab time from 3 to 6 hours.

Oh yes and I have arrived in one piece. I love my new room albeit that I need to do some major cleaning and packing of the place but I've decided to wait for when my mentor and temporal house mate Samuel has returned to Singapore. I've never liked saying goodbye to people. It's fine when I'm the one leaving but when others leave my company it's a not pleasant experience for me. Not the slightest... Sigh. One the other hand I'll have my other house mates to hand around with more.

There's Sean that I get along pretty well with, so no worries there. Raymond my other house mate is really fine as a person as of the last semester when I met him. Though he has now gotten himself a girlfriend which pretty much means most of his time will be devoted to his most recent investment. Which isn't bad I guess, just that she stays over 2 to 3 days a week and they close the door... There are times at night when i can hear giggling noises coming from the both of them but I refuse to speculate.

I've been enjoying my own kitchen and trying out loads of recipes in my free time. Some old (needs practicing), others just based on pure whim and fancy; "what would it taste like if I added this with that...".

I've been coming up with rather innovative ways to store food. Given that I don't have to take any lunches in school yet, just really long evenings. After all the last thing I want to do when i get back at 8:30 in the evening is start cooking only to have dinner at 9:30. Thus far I've frozen stews, baked potatoe gratin and thick vege soup. I'm thinking of adding hokkien mee and chicken rice to that list.

I thought this post would have been shorter but I'll save some stuff for later. Maybe I'll post about the things that happened in Singapore now that I'm safely away from any possible repercussions.

Jonathan's Gem
Today we quote directly from the mouth of Joshua Kim.
quote Whaa Moses(Fu) you really erected my appetite unquote

That is all
Jon.P™

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