Boring facts about me

I guess I should kinda say more about the official facts about myself, to bring this blog to a fresh start! I was born in Singapore, and attended college at the University of Michigan (Go Wolverines!). Currently, I'm embarking on my lifelong dream of a Ph.D in Biomedical Sciences at the University of California, San Diego. I visit home around twice a year, mainly due to the fact that I am super close to my family. If I don't see my younger sister for more than 6 months, I might just collapse and die. Also, I miss chicken rice in Singapore. Give me a chicken rice stall here in La Jolla, and move my family here, and I will be the happiest soul in the world (well, maybe just the whole of Cali). Not to say I don't enjoy Cali. I love the sun and the beaches, cruising around in my mustang convertible, eating at nice restaurants, hanging out with my favorite people here. For some reason, I'm very prone to compulsive shopping during my time here. Must be the sun. Ha. I like picking up random hobbies. To date, I have attempted to learn Japanese and Spanish, salsa dancing, golf, pole-dancing, flower arranging etc (though prolly a jack of all trades and master of none kinda deal) Uh, I love the color pink? Man, this is one horribly aimless post. Ha.

Random thoughts

You know, being a Ph.D student isn't really a glamorous job. On off days like this, when I have absolutely nothing to accomplish in the lab, but have to do the whole routine of pretending to work, it's pretty exhausting. You know, I should put a list of stuff that I hate to do. Since I'm pretty much a computer idiot, and trying to figure out how to put a nice neat list of things next to my post is going to take me a whole afternoon, I shall just simply list it below:

1) I hate pretending to work.
2) I hate waking up early
3) I hate listening to the morning talk show on the radio when I'm driving to the lab
4) I hate coriander leaves
5) I hate durian
6) I hate walking in people's steps ( I have this weird habit that I try not to step in other pple's steps when they're walking in front of me, must be all the parental talk about not following in other's footsteps when I was younger. )
7) I hate it when I overcook my eggs and it's no longer sunny-side up.
8) I hate making a whole lot of food and it tastes horrid.
9) I hate cooking.
10) I hate it when airlines try to cheat me of my money.

There. I got it out of my system. Now, back to the lab to wait around like a sad puppy for my supervisor to be free.