Bad Project: what if you are caught in the bad project.

The title of this blog comes from the name of my favorite ever music video clip on youtube, as parody for Lady GaGa's Bad Romance namely "Bad Project".

I watched it when someone shared it on facebook; the clip is just upload few hours ago and viewers are around thousands. Is it worst to watch?

Let take a look inside. As indicated in clip, this is made from Zheng's lab productions. After short google I found the reference lab in Baylor College Medical School in Houston. This lab is working on immune responses, and the white leader singer in this song is one of the lab member. The storyline is about western girl getting trapped in the lab, studying cells all days and nights. 

Sound familiar?

The reason is very easy, I also do the cell culture similar to the blonde girl in the clip does; when we are working in frozen clean room like a north pole. Our hand get wet under the rubber glove, and we need to feed the invisible cells as the indicator of my future.

Recently, I just get the negative result from my research project. All cells I cultured are dead...I clearly remember the picture that I took from the microscope. Cells are floating on the water (media solution) and everything turn into gloomy.

This might be the best reason why, later when I watch that parody clip , I laughed as shit.



"Why Why Why oh Why
Wish my cells won't die
Why Why Why oh Why
caught in bad project."




P.S. How about my project now? Please don't worry about it. Even my cells are all dead but that is the expected result (if not, I might cry). We just adapt the procedure a little bit and try again. As one of my friend says, "Research is re-searches". Trying to find the soluable unsolvable problem are my passionate task and doing research is what I love most. Maybe the only different thing from that blonde girl and me is, she hates her project, but I like mine.

When I'm watching soccer

I never watch soccer in my life, never understand why guys resist to wake up in the late night and watch 11 players for each team (22 in total) running around the soccer field and fight for such a ball...



Now I and my friends are working as volunteers in Thailand's national university sport competition 2011, held at our university, Chulalongkorn university. We are assigned to work at soccer field, as assistances of soccer referees.

What we need to do are, keep watching 22 guys in the green field kick the pity football back and forth, and report once a player make a goal. Sound like easy, even fun for football lover, but not for me.

For all 45 minutes, I need to keep concentrate on that small ball, then break, and another 45 minutes when my eyes can't stop looking, my conscious cannot take a rest.

Match by match, I still never understand why guys love to watch soccer.

Until today, when my university's team is in that field.


Oh my goshhhhhhhh, the game completely catch my eyes. in the first half, another univ makes 2-0. The audiences on the stand behind me start to get angry and yell at the players (one of them, she is coach of woman football team and I think she is more powerful than man). I don't know, as a good MCs, I was told to be calm and, in case of any serious circumstances, I should be able to calm them down as well.

However, the situation totally reverse after the half break (with some hilarious hula-hoop show from Chula senior faculty), our university make two goals and the score turn to be 2-2. Even I cannot hide my excitement and we shout out our university boom (like a motto, I guess) for every scores we get. Finally, at the end of the game, we have univ boom for four times and I report the score as 4-2.

"Bakaaaaaaaaaaa BoBo Cheaka ChoCho Chearacho Who are we? Chulalongkorn. CAN YOU SEE? La!"


I'm so proud of my university, feel the moment of victory even I'm not the one in the field. I completely forget that we are now staffs and we need to be neutral, but at that time, believe me that no one can do that.

By that time, I know why my friends love to watch soccer.

See you Chula in Final match this Saturday. I would skip the class to see you. Cheers!

I have no time, you have no time; there is no our time. (1)

Long time ago, Issac Newton emphasizes the importance of time, one can describe everything in the world by indicating three dimension and time; it is spaces and time. When the apple fails from the tree, it "definitely" hit the ground later, besides, you can even predict that which branch it come from in the past. Time is absolute, rigid, and predictable in his view.

And this is general thinking for us, we are taught to be punctual and manage time properly. Every second is money for the business man. Five minute late in class might mean absence and letter F in final grade. We remember the event that occur in the past with our memories and forecast the future based on the experiences in past and what is happening in the present. Man who doesn't have time for his girl is likely to lost her sooner or longer.


Surprisingly, when the time passes and theorists develop new concepts about the time, this arrow of the world seem to be more and more blur. Einstein proposes the relativistic; such that the time is no longer absolute, but rather depends on the movement of the observers as well. Give the simple example but hurtful that I might need to wait ten years for my boyfriend who travel into the space, while his journey might take only eight years in his spacecraft. That is fun to imagine about that even it is the fact that I haven't meet my boyfriend at the right time yet.

"Twin Paradox" from http://www3.wooster.edu/physics/Jacobs/205/205.html

More or less, other physicists go farer that that. Now everything in this universe is explained as wave, untouchable and not absolute. Time then seems to be less important than in Issac's view; now we can describe everything without specify when it happens or even we fail to  indicate it. We can predict the shape of the atoms but we can't tell where exactly it is. Maybe this is just the over interpretation from mad scientists, or our fundamental understanding about time is wrong. I'm going to discuss about it later....