Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Kindness is rare, but valuable.

Yo guys,
Today was quite a busy yet interesting day and I believe that this day deserve its own post.

This morning I woke up at 6:15am. At 6:55am I woke up properly. With less than half an hour to get ready, like a ninja, I wizzed through the usual morning routine, brush teeth, pack bag etc, so fast that I forgotten to eat breakfast. By the time I realised, I was already on the train heading to uni.

Strangely enough, the train that I got on had seats in it. This in itself was unusual, given the morning peak hour crowds. But I accepted the space with happiness because I was carrying my plant press, that was holding 4 plants for examination, the press was bulky so the additional space was good.

Once I got to central, I met Bernie at the bus stop. It was a while since we saw each other so the catch up with her was nice. She was reading an article in the cosmo magazine about an injection to reduce addiction to drugs. We discussed the ideas behind it and the reasons why they want to make everyone else to have asian like genes for the purpose of being less addicted. The injection would also decrease alcohol tolerance levels so this drug leaves an important decision to be made before taking it.

Once at uni me and Bernie went separate ways. She had class at chemical science while I had class at civil engineering. For those who don't know my first Tuesday class is 5 hours straight. Luckily thought, we had a new lecturer covering the mathy side of the course. He was an awesome lecturer who took a break every hour regardless of what he was up to in the lecture. He will definitely get a good catei from me.

After 5 hours of intensive maths lecturing and tutorals, I feel as though my 4u maths skills from 4 years ago is resurfacing from the dead. I figured that I can do some bits but others just felt like a guess. I must confessed though...I did miss doing maths and doing these tutorials just brings me back to the enjoyable areas of algebra, calculus and differentiation.

Once class was done, it was straight to the bioscience laboratory. Today we looked at plant roots. Had to look at one prepared slide and figure out what was what. Then we had to prepare another slide ourselves. When I was unwrapping the blade used to cut samples, I accidentally cut myself with it. Thankfully it was a brand new blade so it was definitely clean and I won't get infected by some unknown bacteria or disease. My friend gave me a band-aid when I opened it there was nothing inside. I had a laugh about it, despite the cut giving out alot of blood, which in hindsight I should have been more serious about. Eventually my friend found a not so dodgy band-aid and I applied it on the laughter died and back to lab work we went.

Because I had a haircut a few people in the lab that I usually associate with did not recognize me at first. One response from Melvin was: OMG I didn't recognize you without your hair dude. The way he said it made me lols. Anyway after we did a good amount of the require lab work. I worked on identifying the plants that was inside my plant press. All was identified except for one, a mysterious pink thing which, from my knowledge, I believe it is a Indigofera....which has about 700 subtypes... FML...

Once the lab was done, it was straight to geosoc meeting. First person I saw was Emma, the president, apparently she and her boyfriend broke up over the last 3 weeks which was why she was essentially out of commission. The meeting was one of the most productive meeting we had and the agendas that was building up was killed off in that one meeting. I am excited for the events to come for geosoc, however I know that it is almost time...almost time to hand geosoc over to the next generation of executives. Details on why I help started geosoc shall be saved for time I pass it over.

After that I headed home. I met up with Mike who went to med revue scripts block. To him it was a different type of experience that one would not usually go through. We took the bus back from UNSW to the city. He had his stuff at UTS with his "friend" so I took the train ahead of him.

Once back in Cab, the worse thing happened. My car wouldn't start up. After calling dad and about an hour and a half of trying to get it to start we figured the battery was screwed. We needed a jump cable to get the car going. For the next half hour I tried to get people to stop so I can ask them if they had a jump cable, most people drove past while people who were parked nearby locked their doors thinking I was a crazy random....this is why I don't like late 20s asian people they are overly paranoid and not kind.

However, one guy did stop by and said he had jumper cables at his place which was at the end of the road. After 10 minutes of waiting he came back with the jumper cables and with its magic of electricity my car started once again.

My dad talked with him for a bit and we found out that he had some spinal injury that prevents him from bending over. My dad offered to make some traditional chinese herbal medicine to help with his back as thanks for helping us. When it comes down to traditional chinese medicines, among asians this is quite serious business, the two men had serious tones in their voices which made me feel as though I should stay out of the conversation.

At the end of the night the car started working again and my dad made another friend who I think he'll be close with. I think I'll offer him a thank you gift in the future.

Later nights
Huy

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