Panama, a mystical and beautiful country. Acres of jungle slope over hills swallowing up roads and houses. The only possible termination of the vast and expansive milluex of flora and fauna is the ocean or the canal. My hostel was a 3 story red house nestled to the side of a main road and as I slept, ate, worked and waked I could hear the incessant chatter of the jungle. Birds flying and calling, fruits dropping, leaves rustling and movements of whatever mysteries therein lay. The weather was insufferably hot. The air thick, as most air with 80% humidity often is. It was heaven and it was hell. I have never been so close to the equator, and I can certainly tell you my pale skin is not adapted for it.
If I am to be brutally honest, which I think I am encouraged, I have not done a very good job of telling you what my graduate experience has been like thus far. Possible reasons include:
- Most of the time I cannot differentiate my many emotions, certainly not enough to attribute one particular feeling with school.
- PhD Comics does an excellent job of telling like it is, rendering what I say useless and redundant.
Go on, I dare you. Let’s see how good you can be at explaining the subject you eat, sleep and breathe in only 124 characters (including #tweetyourthesis).
Mine will be:
An inflammatory immune response can result from nutrient deficiencies (vit A and D) causing growth stunting in children #tweetyourthesis
If you can’t do it in less than 124 characters you take your project too seriously, or lack skills necessary for brevity.
Now that you have been sufficiently challenged (and maybe offended)… see you on the Twitterverse.
I own a humongous instrument. It is so big it needs 3 people to move it. It is so beautiful that it demands the attention of whoever is in the room. It resonates like only acoustic stringed instruments can. It is foreign like the language from which it comes from, and is heavier than the burden of which I felt when I never played it.
Guess what it is yet?
February 9th, was Founder’s Day at the MacDonald Campus. Crowds of students, faculty, staff and alumni gathered in the festively decorated gymnasium to celebrate the founder of the MacDonald campus, and major benefactor of McGill University, Sir. William C. Macdonald.
I have been a student at MacDonald Collage since 2005, when I started as an undergraduate in nutritional biochemistry. In all the years I have been at this school I have never gone to a Founder’s Day celebration. Classes are cancelled for this affair, and as an undergraduate I took every opportunity possible to not trek out to this campus, literally located on the furthest point away from Montreal as possible. I realized however, that this year I would have to attend as it would be my final opportunity to do so. By next year I will have graduated (fingers crossed).
The theme this year was ‘seeds of change’ and MacDonald campus “invited three dynamic and thought-provoking speakers to plant some seeds of their own.” I will briefly talk about some of these speakers, students Christian Elliott and Alex Pritz.
But first, I want to tell you what I learned about Sir William C. Macdonald.
I just lost my entire post. What kind of website doesn’t automatically save drafts?! WordPress, you are on thin ice.
I am forced to paraphrase what I had written before about being a TA and wrestling students if they challenged my authority- but I suppose I’ve lost the zeal to do so and will talk of other matters.
I also made fun of how cluttered my lab was.
I am in New York City for the holidays and it is the BEST.
So far I have walked a lot, eaten gluten free doughnuts and pizza, gone to the Turkish bath, sang karaoke, watched MacGyver, hit on a guy with a girlfriend, had a job offer and been asked out by a criminal justice lawyer on the subway.
I still got a week to go, wish my luck.
Winter, a topic that requires no preamble.
Nonetheless I will state the obvious: Winter in Montreal is cold, dark, salty and grey. It is full of small rocks that get in your boots and your bed. However, winter can also be beautiful, magical, spirited, romantic and quiet. Regardless of what it may or may not be, it is here now. So I have prepared a haphazard list of Pro Tips on winter survival (I am the pro):
1) Turn the heat on, and increase the household tog.
Putting plastic on the windows saves a tremendous amount of energy, and thus money. I have spent several winters Scrooging out and refusing to turn the heat on. Guess what happened? I was miserable, and never wanted to get out of bed. Having the luxury to exist in your home not wrapped in a blanket is worth paying for. (more…)
On Thursday, November 17th 2011, Congress voted that Pizza be classified as a vegetable because of the tomato paste it contains.
Maybe instead of studying Nutritional Science I should have gone and become a politician.
What do you think? Is this a good thing that will help promote healthy eating, or is it a misdirected political decision?
- Don’t get me wrong, I like working in the lab- but there is something horrifying about feeling stuck in a project when the only thing you can do to finish it are tedious, repetitive tasks that require your utmost attention. You simply have to take your time, no short cuts. To add another layer of stress, there is a limited quantity of blood. Most of the blood samples have been used for other assays (I don’t even want to consider the effect the multiple freeze/thaw cycles has had on the stability of what I am looking for. OH MY GOD). Having limited blood is tricky because if I do make a mistake, which I have done, I severely run the risk of decreasing my sample size.
- N= 0.
- Thesis = fail.
- But as Lisa so wisely says, to comfort me whenever I make an error ‘It’s amazing that more things don’t go wrong because of all the opportunity there is to make mistakes.’
- She’s the best. You should really meet her.