Oh, what did you think?

Something I learnt today: How Futurama ended
Something that made me laugh today: Hiding things from Dave (he's a curious soul)

Those of you who read often will be well aware of the struggles I've been facing in choosing between Micro and Genetics in terms of majors. I'm currently trying to figure out where to apply for honours and the decision is still a little annoying.

So I spent my free hours on Thursday and Friday running from office to office, building to building and in one case off campus and back again, introduing myself to no less then ten supervisors. 3 from micro, 7 from genetics. My heart really wants to do genetics, so I figure I'll make it happy.

Realistically I think I'll get offered my first place for micro because I'm the only person who has expressed interest so far. But I want to do genetics.

The last genetics interview I had was the only one to stretch over 25 minutes (tight scheduling allowing for running from building to building because I knew I had to see a lot of people in a small period of time) was with a very nice supervisor with quite interesting projects. He gave me a fairly scary warning I must admit...the supervisors begin to get disenchanted when they're too low on your preference list.

It's too hard! Should I really be ranking the projects based on who is likely to accept me? That's a bit silly I think. I miss the days where the computers would calculate it all for you and no one would get insulted. I should have asked Charlie how far down the preference list people would begin to get insulted. Damn.

So in terms of who is likely to accept me...a fair few seemed impressed. The fungi genetics guy for sure, likewise with a couple of micro people (booo). Mr Sequence Evolution himself seemed to like me (but I'm sure he likes everyone) and the guy who was at the top of my hit list is as responsive as a three week old cucumber but there were a few encouraging comments such as "That's a very good question." (I think such a line proves that I've been thinking about it and proves I'm interested and that I'm looking at the problem from a number of angles - correct me if I'm wrong and I'll put Fungi guy at number 1).

Meanwhile, I'm not feeling too crash hot and so took some time off work, allowing me to spend a lovely relaxed morning with my boy. Hurrah.

Boys in the girl's room

Something I learnt today: They translated episodes of the Simpson's into Arabic
Something that made me laugh today: Locking Mike in the cold room

I've had a damn weird day and I refuse to write about it because it's all too silly.

So what I'm gonig to bitch about is protestors at uni.

Complaining about VSU or War in Iraq strikes me as rather pointless but acceptable. Abortion pisses me off because I'd rather a child be never born than starving/unhappy.

What has realy gotten me weirded out is Captain Pan. Captain Pan is pictured trying to escape from a prison like cell. The caption underneath claims that is is angered and confused by this gender binary. What are the getting at? Unisex toilets.

Like the ones in Ally McBeal I guess. Lots of cubicles and it's all vrey social within. No more sneaking boys into the girls room for a makeout session, the work is already done. (Would this infact ruin all the fun? I'm not quite sure.)

So then, I wandered around asking a few people what they thought of the idea. We all came to the consensus that as long as there were no urinals, and the boys didn't have to see our "sanitary napkin disposal bins" no one had any problem with it.

Until I spoke to Sarah.

There was apparently something set up like this in her university overseas. The result of which was an increase in the number of sexual assults on campus.

Ahh, no thanks.

So having confirmed my views that the current system is fine, or that I will follow the sterotype and begin to go to the bathroom with a mass of female friends, I move on with my life.

Until I find the next protest about the injustice of public toilets on campus.

Cubicle free bathrooms.

Apparently cubicles are "walls" imposed on us by some nasty set of ideals that we don't all agree with.

I do.

Some things I just don't want to see. See if you can guess one that'd rate in the top 5.

Nowadays you can't be too sentimental

Something I learnt today: I'm really a man
Something that made me laugh today: Bisc&s

So Thursday night was my graduation dinner. That's right, gradutation. I've almost got a degree under my belt. Don't I feel old? Yet still unprepared for life in general. Dang.

So - the dinner. Went back to Dave's rather early because he skipped a class (or two) and I was (legitimately) sent home early. So we have a small chance to relax before I have to slip into the little cocktail dress and pin stripe hat that seemed to be a hit all round. Then there's my massive battle with the girl-y stuff that I suffer before all formal events. Remembering the perfume (spelling the word "perfume" has actually just prooved an issue for me). Doing the hair. Putting on make-up. High heels.

So at the dinner I'm forced into a night of sobrietry because the owner of the function centre cracked the sads and decided the hour of free spirits we were originally promised was no more. That was inimpressive as I'd promised Ini I'd get trashed with him. Whoops.

Then there was the video. A few scenes got lost which I thought was a damn shame, but the rest worked out beautifully.

It should be noted that attempt number three to film the bioinformatics challenge was a failure because the computers in the appropriate room did not contain appropriate software. Stretched for time, as we were, we waited for another day. On the fourth attempt we finally got it filmed. And then we did it again.

It has just occured to me, dear readers, that the damn scene actually failed to make it into the final film and I am less than impressed.

The whole evening culminated in a very drunk graduation committee President, two fairly crap desserts, a forgotten laptop and a car trip navigated by Dave one and a half times resulting in him obtaining two boxes of biscuits he doesn't like on top of a biochemistry pen.

It was silly, it was enjoyable, it was emotional.

Tonight we can be as one

So I just disconnected from the internet and have now begun to type a blog entry. Why? Because me nails are dying.

I’ve just completed painting them silver because tomorrow night is my graduation dinner thing. I’ve got limited time to prepare tomorrow and as such I’ve started organising things now.

To continue to do any work I have to remove notebooks from my uni bag, and I really don’t want to ruin the polish again.

But enough of my girlish complaints.

On Sunday night the lovely Dave dragged me (and another of his mates) off to Coke Live and Local 2005. We stood around and watched a bunch of bands perform, in between acts we hit the merch stand, played X-box (as you do at a music festival) and received many free lanyards. During another break I demanded food as my blood sugar levels had dropped below all measurable levels and as a consequence of which we missed the Living End walking on stage.

Whoops.

It should be pointed out that this was the band that everyone was wanting to see. Fortunately, we only missed approximately 30 seconds of their performance, as we were in the room to see/hear the first words escape Chris’ mouth. Yay.

The Living End, it would seem, are spectacular performers. I particularly loved it when Scott played his upright bass while positioned on top of the instrument. I’m surprised the poor object can handle such strain. But anyway, he gets his royalties and can continue going through his basses at the rate the average household goes through toilet rolls if it really flicks his switch.

When you gunna realise it was just that the time was wrong

Something I learnt today: There are going to be many post-exam birthday parties
Something that made me laugh today: Jude traps

Hello all. I haven't posted for a while. I've been studying and writing essays and being kept behind an hour and a half after the end of a two hour class because my demonstrator messed up some minor detail and we had to repeat all this work from the day before. I'm not bitter.

After the "genes to phenotype" exam I participated in some more filming for the biomed graduation dinner. One of my friends, Marlene, has been delegated the task of making an amusing video for us all to watch at some point during the night. She was delegated this task ages ago. She sends e-mails to every student in the course asking for hlpe writing skits and acting in skits and filming in skits.

She hears nothing.

So this whole video has turned into something that the two of us, along with all our friends, are going to find very funny. Myself especially, I've written a few of the jokes.

Marlene, Sarah and I spent a small portion of the day annoying lecturers and making them do stupid things on film. Our Nutrition expert was quite the hot improv actor as a scene I originally planned with Benny Hill music became to have quite amusing conversation put through it which might infact wind up having Benny Hill music over it because apparently Sarah was standing next to the camera pissing herself. Good work.

And I have, for the second time now, managed to avoid us properly filming one of my scenes "the bioinformatics challenge." The scene is some incredibly hardcore acting, requiring me to sit and tap at a computer while a movie flashes on the screen.

I went into uni for filming in the holidays and put the wrong file for the movie on the USB key. I went home and put the right file on. Yesterday I left the USB key at home. Grrr.

We're going for attempt 3 on Monday.