last night was another one of several attempts to set up my biofilm experiment. as usual, it leaked AGAIN. what the fuck.
i have spent one whole week trying to set it up and this is my second week. not to mention dragging my ass out of bed at 6+ in the morning and walking to school in the rain just to prepare part of my set up and yet again it failed on the same night.
yes i know im such a crybaby cuz i cried when i saw my set up leaking. there was no one in the lab and it was late and the freaking thing leaked! of course i couldnt take it!
soon martin and paul came back from dinner. martin helped me out with my failed set up.
such a lousy mood.
paul was watching me sob like a child and then he said:"my mum got these for you from taiwan".
(shoved the bag in my teary face)
"let's go"
absolutely NO consoling.
but i guess i understood his point.
cry for a biofilm? not the end of the world.
im still healthy. i have to be grateful blah blah blah.
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oh well...
i guess big girls don't cry.
