soundtrak: bent: strictly bongo
it's sunday morning and i'm in lab. my id never works off- hours and basically i have to wait until somebody comes around to get into my area. either that or call campus police (and they suck because they always take their sweet time.. like i don't have experiments to run). this morning i was lucky; one of the postdocs from the lab down the hall was coming in just as i was walking in. actually, she's a doctor (she got her MD in another country) and is working on exams so she can do her residency. two things surprise me about working in this particular institute: 1. most everybody are MDs. of course, there are PhDs (the postdocs), but alot of the mentors are MDs, as well as the section chief. 2. alot of people are using their time here as a jumping board to medical school. even the other student in my lab (undergraduate fellow, which i was before i started at GU), is studying for his MCAT... and let me tell you, they all hate lab work. they don't like that it's tedious and that sometimes it doesn't work. of course i don't like it when my experiments don't work, but i don't know: i love to do bench work. people seem genuinely surprised when i say this. i can't imagine doing anything else. a long time in high school, i dreamed of working in this very institute, working on my PhD, and here i am. it seems so incredible.
anyways, i'm almost done here and then i gotta go home and get ready for my cousin's engagement party. in true kenyan/ugandan/african fashion, the male (my cousin) introduces his family to his fiance's family. i'm lucky; i just gotta stand and look pretty. al has to help my cousin 'barter' a good price for his fiance. i've never really been to one of these things, so it'll be interesting to see how it all goes.
it was funny; yesterday, mom, my brothers and i were having lunch with one of the kenyan families from our church as well as some of their guests from zimbabwae. lunch discussion ended up on arranged marriages and you know that everybody ended up looking at me for some reason. i'm 26 and still very much single. i don't mind it all that much (sometimes) and the thought of being 'put together' turns me off so quickly...
anyways, i could go on, but incubation is over and so is this entry.
peace.
it's sunday morning and i'm in lab. my id never works off- hours and basically i have to wait until somebody comes around to get into my area. either that or call campus police (and they suck because they always take their sweet time.. like i don't have experiments to run). this morning i was lucky; one of the postdocs from the lab down the hall was coming in just as i was walking in. actually, she's a doctor (she got her MD in another country) and is working on exams so she can do her residency. two things surprise me about working in this particular institute: 1. most everybody are MDs. of course, there are PhDs (the postdocs), but alot of the mentors are MDs, as well as the section chief. 2. alot of people are using their time here as a jumping board to medical school. even the other student in my lab (undergraduate fellow, which i was before i started at GU), is studying for his MCAT... and let me tell you, they all hate lab work. they don't like that it's tedious and that sometimes it doesn't work. of course i don't like it when my experiments don't work, but i don't know: i love to do bench work. people seem genuinely surprised when i say this. i can't imagine doing anything else. a long time in high school, i dreamed of working in this very institute, working on my PhD, and here i am. it seems so incredible.
anyways, i'm almost done here and then i gotta go home and get ready for my cousin's engagement party. in true kenyan/ugandan/african fashion, the male (my cousin) introduces his family to his fiance's family. i'm lucky; i just gotta stand and look pretty. al has to help my cousin 'barter' a good price for his fiance. i've never really been to one of these things, so it'll be interesting to see how it all goes.
it was funny; yesterday, mom, my brothers and i were having lunch with one of the kenyan families from our church as well as some of their guests from zimbabwae. lunch discussion ended up on arranged marriages and you know that everybody ended up looking at me for some reason. i'm 26 and still very much single. i don't mind it all that much (sometimes) and the thought of being 'put together' turns me off so quickly...
anyways, i could go on, but incubation is over and so is this entry.
peace.










