So stressed! Just found out that I stuffed up the appointment time for one of my measurements yesterday. I handed it over to the supervisor and a kind lab assistant to help me get it done (cause I was at LaTrobe). The scan was done at the RMH. I so thought it was at 12:30pm and when the assistant went over with my anaesthetised rats, she found out that the appointment wasn't until 2pm. AH. Die. So she had to run back with the rats. GOSH! So my poor supervisor had to bring another batch of 8 rats there himself cause she couldn't stay to help. And in the end, they all woke up and we messed up big time. ARR. So charm charm charrrrrm =(
This week and next is going to be a mad mad week. Reaching the end of the feeding and weighing part. The animals are officially going to be put down on Friday week. Sob* Which means this weekend is the last weekend I'll have to go in and feed them. Can't believe it's been SOOO long. I don't want it to end, cause I have to write up and write up and cry and write more. Sob* Stressed! How!! Arr...Runs around like a mad woman*
about something. Anything! These days, it gets harder and harder to blog about stuff. Well, firstly because the thoughts that are floating in my mind concerns certain people whom I shouldn't elaborate further about because he/she/they might stumble upon this boring chunk of words and gulp*. But then I'm dying to just find an outlet where I can ramble on and on about what'shishertheirname and not have anyone respond. haha. But that'll bring more consequences that relief. Oh bummer.
I've been sick. Again. Yes, so cacat lar my immune system. Blame it on the lack of sleep and stress. To top that off I stll had to go to uni and finish my freaking blood pressure measurement. So on Tues and Wed, I came home right after I finished my work and slept, then woke up, ate and sleep somemore. So charm. STRESSED! >_<
Spent the WHOLE morning today grinding shit. Wahahaha. Such a weird thing to say but literally, I was grinding shit! Put into a grinder, grind then seal in a bag. Haih. So exciting.....(rolls eyes) Took the bus to LaTrobe Uni at 7 something, got there and grinded shit. Gosh. By lunch time, I had absolutely no appetite cause my fingers smelt of shit. And I had to eat a sandwich with my hands :( Washed it like so many times bu the thought of the smell was still there. So I felt quite grossed out. But still must eat lar. After I faint in the lab and my face kena all the poo! Ok, not gona happen cause it's all in the bag. So....ok, Enoughlar, the memory is enough to make me sick. Bleargh.
I need sleep. Starting to talk nonsense already. Haaaaaaih.
I wonder where I should begin. Maybe about my crap morning from the lack of sleep hence the mild headache which left me working in the lab half awale. Then the rats were being a nuisance, squeeking so much when I just wanted to measure their blood pressure. Not one bit as scary as they think it is. SIGH. Refused to enter the cylinder so i had to find a way to trick it. Didn't help that I dreamt that one of my rats bit me in the hand. Probably because I slept on my burnt hand causing the pain to feel even more real. Such a relief to wake up from bad dreams.
Was feeling terribly anti-social cause I'm so stressed with uni. Due dates are nearing and the machine's booked out for the next FOUR weeks (due to the lack of planning and the stupervisor giving no shit about my work). So, he conveniently dropped a new amount of stress on me. Ok, I need to learn to stop blaming cause it'll only make things worse! UGH. Only saving grace of the day was the cutesy new born baby rats. 6 proud mummy rats delievered healthy looking baby rats. What are they called, ratlets???
Then, I realised half way through the day that I forgot to zip my pants! ARGH. So tupid! Good thing those jeans are kinda tight so I didn't even notice them at all. Which is bad as well but chances are no one noticed it too. Erm, I hope. Blush* Must be the late night lar. Need to sleep early on Sundays!
Duno what's wrong with me. When I feel lousy, every bad feeling that makes me angry/frustrated/sad/depressed/annoyed is amplified many times. What used to be controllable now rules my every action and response. Doesn't help that they all surface at the same time one after another, leaving me to feel frustrated for the longest time. Need to shut the brain off for a while. Of course we know that doesn't happen. And the easiest thing to do is to distract myself. To focus on something else like cleaning/baking/cooking/reading random people's blogs. But then am I looking for cheap substitutes instead of going back to the Source of peace who can even commands the storm. SIGH. Then I feel more frustrated when I feel like I've failed to come back to Source cause it's easier to distract myself. Ok, enough. Maybe it's just pms and will go away...soon, I hope.
So...I found this kinda funny in a stupid way. Haha..
Let me set the scene.
I was chatting with Y on Msn and he was bugging me to go to Crema cause he was there.
Yuchun says: chill lah
Yuchun says: no need to eat lunch meh
lala* says: need
lala* says: but by the time i walk there eat then walk back i no need to do work lor
Yuchun says: so don't walk loh
Yuchun says: run
lala* says: what the?!
I'm still refusing to sleep even though it's already 12:40am. To top that off, my eyes have been swollen since morning so I look like a cutesy (perasan) short panda that's got too much on her mind. bwahaha. And one that needs her coffee otherwise she's half awake. This is terrible. It's already an addiction. No wonder I was so 'off' the whole morning cause I didn't have my usual fix. Yumm. Got too much on the mind. Oh, sigh.I need to bake or clean something to get my mind off things. Oh, I burnt my hand from making carrot & walnut muffins. Grr. Painful.
Feel a bit all over the place. Wish there was something I could do about it. Wish I knew what to do and what to say to make things better. But I guess it's not about me and sometimes the best thing to do is to keep quite. SIGH Easier said than done especially for someone who loves to talk and is damn passionate about things and shows it very obviously in her speech. Hmm.. Ok, learn to keep quiet. AR. I need an outlet somewhere.
So, I had an interesting conversation with Gracey. About trying harder at some things. Like treating people nicer. So she believes that we can always try harder and treat people nicer. Well, I HAVE to agree that we CAN. But I just CAN'T or I don't want to enough. So I tend to just show that I don't like someone or don't treat them that well. Which is bad cause imagine if someone treated me so badly. That's terrible. Yar, I know. I should learn to suck it in. But then I feel so crap for being so fake cause I dislike fake people and I dislike me when I'm fake. AHHHH. Terrible. I'm so lost now. AHHHH. Ok, try harder..Hmm. Ok, I'll try to try harder. HAHA. Ok. Blah. Maybe just one of those periods where I think out TOO loud.
Ok, that was some random and lousy title for a blog entry. Oh well. It came from a conversation I had with Gramps. I was telling him that I've got a really sore neck, possibly from bad posture. Then he seemed somewhat shocked about it and replied that he thought only tall people get bad posture. So my theory was that my table's too tall for me so I get bad posture cause it's not the ideal height for me, bla bla bla, when I am working at my desk. Hence, the extended period of facing the computer, typing away, gives me a sore neck. Then I continuned to explain that tall people get sore necks/ bad posture because the table's too short for them. Again, the whole not ideal height for you thing applies. Haha. He was probably being nice by enternaining my nonsense. So, he said that medium height people don't get sore necks. But I said that it wasn't true cause the tables are usually too tall or too short, so it's WORSE for medium height people.
Sheesh, too much nonsense. Anyways, my neck's really aching so I'm taking it slow today. Shucks. Can sleep already. All the ribena and tom yam noodles. Burp* I love tom yam noodles cause they're simply the easiest thing to prepare and tastes absolutely "yammmy'. HAHA. Lame lame. Geddit geddit????
Procrastinating now, so I should write an extra paragraph. Just found out that my experiment is going to end in 2 weeks, which means I should be so stressing out abou the write up already. GOSH. Can't believe it's mid August soon. BWAH. Maybe I can go for skiing anyways. Or maybe just go play snow for the weekend. WOOHOO! *fingers crossed.
I think we're all getting old. People don't blog as much.