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Okay, so I set like a new land speed record for fastest Western blot ever done and sprinted all the way down to Hurd Hall...only to get turned away at the door along with like what seemed like half of Asia. I didn't even catch a glimpse of him.

...on the bright side, at least I got within twenty-five meters of Dr. James Watson?

ETA: And now BoltBus has canceled our tickets to New York tomorrow on account of impending snowstorm of death. We had tickets to the Colbert Report.

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Good things about being a research assistant at my lab:

-The lab is small, everyone knows everyone else, and everyone gets along with everyone else.
-You get your own project within half a year of joining the lab.
-The PI is personally invested in your project and so stops by every day to give you helpful advice.

Bad things about being a research assistant at my lab:

-Because of all of the above, you're in the lab from 9 to 5 running about a billion Western blots all at the same time and can't afford to sneak across the street to the hospital proper when Dr. James Watson (of, you know, Watson and Crick fame) is giving a presentation.

maybe i can pay the postdoc to cover my gels for two hours
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I hereby resolve that by the time I graduate in May of 2012, I will have done the following.

1. Lived in Germany for at least three months.
2. Pursued a worthwhile academic venture during that time, preferably related to the study of biology.
3. Gone to at least one 1. Bundesliga football game and one National football game during that time.
4. Received financial aid, whether by grant or by scholarship, for at least the first two goals.
5. Punched everyone who got in the way of the above in the middle of their face.

I expect all of you to hold me to that. Especially the last one.
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My mother? Has just given me implicit permission to study abroad.

This is enormous. This is--something I've never even thought was possible, something I've wanted to do for years and years and years but have never really seriously considered because of how unbelievably dead set my parents have been on four-years-undergrad-med-school-residency-fellowship-life-in-medicine, with absolutely no room for deviations.

I only wish she hadn't waited until my junior year to tell me this.

Theoretically, I could do it. It's possible. Hopkins has just started an exchange program with the Technische Universit√§t M√ľnchen. I'm not a confident speaker by any stretch of the imagination, but I feel as if I've reached the point in my German where I would be comfortable reading and writing it on a regular basis, and anyway isn't the point of study abroad to improve your grasp of the language? Professor Tobias, my German advisor, is dead set on my going. I am dead set on my going. It's in Munich. I've dreamed of going to Munich. There are no words for how much I want to go to Munich.

The problem is that getting there requires taking the MCAT a full six months earlier than I'd originally intended to (to keep my summer free for the six-week Praktikum required by our study abroad office), requires my cramming all five of my remaining required classes for my Biology major into two semesters (I am sort of reluctant to take a Biology course in German, and even if I weren't, I don't know that I would receive credit for it), requires a certainty in what I want to do after I graduate (fall of senior year is medical school applications: I'd probably have to take a gap year if I wanted to study abroad).

Simply put? I'm terrified. I want this so much it's almost painful. But I'm not sure if I have the ability to organize the next three years of my life into tiny, precise boxes and make it all happen.
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I've just transferred my laundry.

Did you...wash it first?


(immediately descends upon TAE and IRENY)
bubonicwoodchuck: (ravenclaw - geeks)
"Now, I'm not asking you to draw something worthy of the Maryland Institute College of Art. Actually, if you did ask MICA how to draw a cell, you would probably end up with something like this--" (draws a parallelogram on the board) "--and here's the nucleus--" (draws a blobby half-circle floating outside of the parallelogram) "--and the Golgi apparatus--" (spiky scribble hanging off the paralellogram) "--and here is the cell's internalized angst." (tiny angry circles in the parallelogram) -Horner

"I went to MIT. And I can tell you that you are all just as smart as the students there. Well, a little better at English, and a lot worse at math..." -Horner, attempting to give a pep talk

Have I mentioned that I love the biology department here yet?
bubonicwoodchuck: (geography)
First of all, hello to my new friends from Landel's! :D In case we haven't formally met (which I don't think we have), my name is Ireny and everyone I fangirl tends to die a tragic death or end up horribly maimed. This is not really everything about me you need to know, but it appears to be the most prominent facet of my personality (if you can even call it part of my personality), and every joke about me or conversation involving me usually wends its way toward "HURR DURR IRENY LIKES DEAD PEOPLE," so it's best to get that out of the way first.

I'm a Biology and German major and I'm hoping to become a pathologist someday. I'm involved in a decent amount of extracurricular stuff, including fencing and Chinese lion dance. Currently, my main fandoms are Les Miserables, Gundam 00, Temeraire, and Doctor Who (although I'm not actually in the fandom for that, I just watch and geek about it with my friends).

I think that's it. No doubt my flist will remind me if I forgot anything. :D

In other news! I am officially enrolled in the JHMI med tutorial! This brings my total credit count to Obscene and royally screws up my schedule (for one, the weekday sessions meet in the evening, which means I can't make Wednesday night Stammtisch anymore, sob sob sob), but I think it will be interesting.

Also, I donated blood again today! Tae, Felice, and I went in the morning and we ran into Dr. Horner, who's been plugging the blood drive for the last week. So we waved at him and he pointed at my Biologists Are Twisted T-shirt and gave me a thumbs-up. And then we all sat in the front row during Biochem Lab lecture with our bandaged arms very prominently displayed. Let it never be said that we missed a chance to suck up.

And finally, President Obama, what do you think you're doing, hanging out with sabreurs? I always had you pegged as a foilist.
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I probably should have mentioned this earlier, but part of our assignment this semester in Advanced German is to keep a German blog and to write about specific things every now and then. Most of you don't take German, but for the few of you who do, I'd love it if you could check out Etwas Irenisch. Feel free to comment on anything and everything - my atrocious grammar, the topic in question, whatever. Just throwing that out there. xD

Also, Biology in Film tonight: Soylent Green. That is all.
bubonicwoodchuck: (sheska)
Irene: So tonight in Biology in Film the movie was Something The Lord Made
Irene: which is a well-filmed and well-directed and very touching piece that emphasizes the issue of racial equality in the early twentieth century without coming off as too hamfisted.
Irene: But the problem is that you cannot take any film completely seriously
Irene: when it is filmed on Homewood campus and Alan Rickman and Mos Def are strolling across Upper Quad talking about pulmonary arteries and you can clearly see the library in the background.
Angela: XDD
Irene: And it is all "drama drama racial equality drama maintain circulation drama"
Irene: And the entire auditorium is sniggering almost nonstop because IT IS SNAPE AND HE IS IN SHRIVER
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Does anyone remember that Watson/Crick poem that was submitted to Collage about three years ago, and how we were completely and utterly confused by it?

I just watched Life Story, and now I am no longer confused.

Seriously - I - just go watch it. Ignore the low rating; that is the work of humorless, uncultured high school students who don't appreciate genius when they see it. I wish I had watched it in high school biology.

Because it's brilliant. It's glorious. It's hysterical. It's the best made-for-TV movie in the history of made-for-TV movies. That is, if your idea of brilliant is like mine and involves older British men in suits and glasses who spend two hours drinking tea and exchanging horrifically nerdy witty banter and fencing and making :D faces and running slow-mo through the streets of Cambridge screaming about SCIENCE. Which you know it is.

There's quite a good deal of accuracy and solid facts packed into the movie as well as some very good points made about the nature of the modern scientific community and the ethical issues raised thereby, and I know this because I wrote something like that on the Biology in Film evaluation form. But really, you're going to watch this movie for the banter and the :D face Crick makes when he's happy.

Also, I made Yang ship it - or at the very least incapable of unseeing it. Should I be proud?


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