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Archive for November, 2011

Ce que je pense de la télé réalité

Au sujet de télé réalité, il faut que nous discuterons les émissions différentes. A mon avis, il y a deux types d’émissions de la télé réalité. Le contraste entre les émissions qui seront à réaliser vos rêves et d’encourager d’autres jeunes à rêver et les émissions qui encouragent la paresse est clair.

En premier lieu, les émissions comme par exemple « Britain’s Got Talent » sont divertissants, inspirant et humoristique. C’est un endroit où les gens vraiment talentueux sont capables de montrer au monde ce qu’ils peuvent faire. Aussi, ils ont même la chance de gagner de l’argent ainsi que de s’acquitter de leurs actes devant la reine.

D’un autre côté, je déteste les émissions comme « Loft Story » ou « Big Brother ».  En ce moment, à l’université, nous avons simplement eu le temps pour nos propres drames, et encore moins de regarder un groupe de personnes vivant dans une maison confinée. De plus, les émissions comme ça peut-être encourager le voyeurisme. Il n’y a aucune créativité, aucune esthétique. Ayant dit ça, ils font beaucoup d’argent à essayer d’obtenir de téléspectateurs participés, en leur demandant qui ils veulent porter un regarder sur la télé…

En guise de conclusion, je ne voudrais pas de regarder la plupart de la télé réalité parce qu’il y a déjà assez de drame se passe autour de nos vies. Même si nous ne pouvons pas dire que toutes les télé réalité sont une perte de temps.

Sex and the city

Have just finished the 6th season of sex and the city. What a brilliant series that was, just when my life is drama-less, this season have included some of the most interesting episodes of the series.

Can not help but wondering what our lives will be like in 15 years when we are 35 years old. Some people say that the pinnacle age for us is 21, but I think that 30 is going to be the most important age for both men an women alike. It is the age where we can measure how our lives are getting on for real. University feels just like another wait before entering into the real world, not that I’m complaining, because the life of student living in London is just fabulous. We are at the ‘wondering’ stage of our lives where nothing is certain. It’s true that nothing has to be certain in life, but it is especially true when you are at university. If you ask an particular student what they are studying and what they would like to do in the future, more than half will say that they’re not sure and the other half have their hopes high in not wasting their time learning and cramming all new concepts from their course by wanting to pursue an academic career.

Life is a juggle at university, or is it a juggle all the way till the end? Soon or not so soon, many of us will be juggling our work with friend with babies… It was a relief to see the Manhattan girls finally settling down with someone they love. Steve Jobs did a speech at Stanford university where he told people to find what they love and don’t settle. However, I hope to find what I love very soon in all aspects of my life, so that I will never let them go because I love them so much. It is true love. For example Charlotte becomes a Jew for her husband, and despite all his bad habits that she encountered when they finally moved in together after a disastrous wedding, they found ways to compromise and love each other just the way they are.

Motivation for future scientist wanna-bes

Awesomeness.

Arnold Young, (aka the Ph.Diddy) is a biotech Ph.D candidate. Arnold was an A+ student, and is now ready to take over the world of science! He soon discovers how life in the lab is filled with drive and devotion, frustrations and fulfillment, hard work, late hours, repeated experiments, peer review and a strive for respect and recognition. How will the ups and downs of life in the lab shape our Ph.Diddy on his journey to have his first scientific paper published?

Acknowledgements: This video is inspired by all the dedicated everyday-heroes-of-science. Invitrogen recognizes your passion and admires your perseverance!

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I was the black belt of my class, marked out as an achiever. First day on the job, enter the gene-weaver.
My future colleagues look up from the PCR machine, checking me out man. The Ph.Diddy’s on the scene.
So I claim my pipette and pimp it up to halt the theivin’. Get the thermocycler going, my samples cool chilling.
Yeah, I shoot my tips like I’ve been here all my life. Wait for instrument time with my free pizza slice.
I run my first Western blot. Man, this lab scene is easy. But wait up, hold a minute. I’m feeling kinda queasy.
Is that Trizol I can smell? Oh, my head’s in a spin! ‘ve gone and dropped my freakin’ sample in the biohaz bin.

He’s a super fly grad. Life plans to shape the future, that’s right!
Sees his name in lights and a centre spread in Nature. All right!

I’m always splitting cells, always working late. I’ve cleared the biohazard bin so much I herniate.
Got samples botched, samples lost, samples dropped on the floor. Messy benches, empty buffers, lab politics galore.
My PI’s buggin’. Man he sounds like my father. Western blot once again, but development shows nada.
I’m doin’ my time in the cell culture hood – at the weekend bro. It’s the only time I could!
Then suddenly my data is starting to make sense. Even Western blot bands start to make an appearance.
So I repeat once again all the steps I need to follow. But every culture well… turned yellow.

He’s a super fly grad. Life plans to shape the future, that’s right!
Sees his name in lights and a centre spread in Nature. All right!
I’m talkin’ ’bout the ooh, ooh…

Serum and media get swiped with no apology. And all my cells are showing abnormal morphology.
So now my PI’s freaking, “Find something you can prove!” But contamination aggravation knocks me off my groove.
So I stay late once again as the lab detainee. Yeah, its 9 pm but the thermocycler’s free
I don’t understand! What’s happened now? That’s it. Yeah, time to give up. I’m throwing in the towel.

Ooh, ooh, supergrad. I’m talkin’ ’bout the ooh, ooh… Super bad lab grad, yeah!
Ooh, ooh, supergrad. I’m talkin’ ’bout the ooh, ooh… Super bad lab grad, yeah!

My transfection worked – confirmed with Pol II chIP – mutagenesis determined the TF targeted.
I’m not going down! I can still do BioChem! My genes will express, I’m gonna beat it out of them.
And yeah, I must have results that no one can undress. And quickly move my paper from in prep to in press.
I’m finally finished writing the discussion, whilst my PI once again, “tweaks” my introduction.
So, here we go, yo. Here’s the scenario: Peer review’s due to hit. When exactly? I don’t know.
My paper will be published. My research is legit. OK it’s not quite Nature but, I think I nailed it!

He’s a super fly grad. Life plans to shape the future, that’s right!
Sees his name in lights and a centre spread in Nature. All right!
He’s a super fly grad. Life plans to shape the future, that’s right!
Sees his name in lights and a centre spread in Nature. All right!
Ooh, ooh, supergrad. I’m talkin’ ’bout the ooh, ooh… Super bad lab grad, yeah!

Distain

Somethings I can’t be bothered to figure out or maybe I don’t want to figure out because I know I won’t like the end result…
But I’ve learnt the word dislike. And it’s ok not to like everything even if you want to like it very much and it’s in your nature to ‘like’.
~

He without an arm, she without a leg

Very touching and emotional ballet performance

Performed by Ma Li (馬麗) and Zhai Xiaowei (翟孝偉).
The music is composed by San Bao

Eventhough I watched this performance clip years ago, it still bubbles up the little emotion monster inside of me.

I would definitely put it up in the list of most inspiring videos ever recorded. And often wonders how amazing it would be to meet this two lovely dancers.

:,) Enjoy!

Seeds of Rainbow I

Seed of rainbow I

I take this seed,

into thy heart I plant,

may it grow to fulfill all that you need

Let the rainbow guide and lead.

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When the storm calms,

the world is in your palms,

enjoy the sunshine,

and walk down your coloured line.

What colour shall you pick?

When you know, and only you can know,

will it only be a flick?

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