Leeuwenhoek had stolen and peeped into the fantastic sub-visible world of little things, creatures that had lived, had bred, had battled, had died, completely hidden from and unknown to all men from the beginning of time. Beasts these were of a kind that ravaged and annihilated whole races of men ten million times larger than they were themselves. Beings these were, more terrible than fire-spitting dragons or hydra-headed monsters. They were silent assassins that murdered babies in warm cradles and kings in sheltered places. It was this invisible, insignificant, but implacable-and sometimes friendly- world Leeuwenhoek had looked into for the first time of all men of all countries. ~Microbe Hunters

Thursday, 31 January 2013

Lab Notes

I have some candies and a foreign child. I lay the child down in front of all the candies because I want to know which ones the child likes. They obviously don't know by just looking at them or touching them or shaking them. They have to eat it to know. After they eat them, you would need a translator to tell you what sugars and other nutritional factors the child likes.

It works that way with bacteria and looking at biochemical tests for GNB (gram negative bacilli) identification. You have to incubate the inoculated tubes so the bacteria can 'eat' (oxidize/ferment) the nutritional additives before you add the reagents to tell you what additives they 'ate'.

BAM! Awesome analogy.

Today we learned about the biochemical tests used to differentiate between GNB. We preformed 17 tests that were demonstrated by our lab instructor before we went crazy and infected ourselves with Salmonella or E.coli or something. We are supposed to inoculate each of the tubes with bacteria, then place the rack of tubes in the incubator. I guess some idiot from the morning class put his inoculated tubes back with the racks of new tubes and I picked it up.

Me: "What the hell, there is already mineral oil on the top of these and some have been stabbed already! Well, that idiot will have nothing to look at tomorrow when all his tests fail..."

Prof: "Well, I'll have nothing to look at when he fails..."

Me: "Miss! He's, like, 21 and you're like....not!"

I love my program. I think my profs are sniffing too much formaldehyde...

Darn good and sure of it,


Monday, 28 January 2013

Isn't It Ironic...

I just had the worst lecture in Microbiology this afternoon after the worst midterm. I came home and lay on my bed and watched TVO Kids. Playing was the end of Zoboomafoo. After the show ended, the host of the station taught the letter "A" and how to read the word "read".


All I got from that was, "I need to learn to read before lectures/midterms, so it doesn't ironically get rubbed in my face by kids' TV programs after them".

Darn good and sure of it,


Wednesday, 23 January 2013

adot Revealed.

Sometimes, I come and sit in my room for a second and think, "Wow, adot, you're so clever".

I don't share a lot of personal information about myself to anyone. Not even my closet friends/family. I am a very private person, and I like it that way. However, I have knowledge and interests in the strangest things which would make anyone wonder WHY.

For example, Jillian is looking into mentoring or counseling volunteer opportunities. I went into detail explaining 3 of the opportunities offered by Big Brothers Big Sisters of Canada. After answering all her questions like I was google, she never once asked me why I knew about that. "I have wanted to be a Big Sister ever since I could drive my real little sister around after I got my licence and we became really close. I want to carry a relationship like that on to someone who otherwise wouldn't experience that". Then, she wanted a more 'counseling' side than mentoring option. I offered the TLC pregnancy center  in Newmarket. How did I know about that? "I used to make cards to give to the new moms when I was 5, when my grandmother would knit their babies sweaters" Or how about volunteering for the Rape Counseling Hotline? That's a good one, how did you find out about that?

I feel like I give so much information out without anyone noticing.

We watched Love and Other Drugs a while ago. No one liked it except me. Why? "My grandfather had early onset Parkinson's. Now he's old. The Parkinson's is worse. Touching story, that movie was". And last week we watched God Bless America and I absolutely applauded it. I stuck through the popcorn scent of the room to make it to the end, why? "I have a hit list of my own (Don't ask who's on it, I don't want the police thinking I'm planning on acting on it)".

My favorite books are: 3 Cups of Tea which is a book about helping girls in 3rd world countries. Little Princes about helping orphan boys in Nepal. And Say You're One of Them because of the sad, heartfelt stories of helplessness. Why? "I want to help them. I want to do aid work".

My favorite season is winter and I love the cold. Why is the thermostat at 20.5? "The cold makes me uncomfortable which makes me remember all the things I have to comfort me that others aren't as fortunate to have".

I have 8 poppies on my pin board. Am I too lazy to throw them out? "Each poppy has a year written on the back. Ever since the first year I bought a poppy, I keep them so one year I can go to Ottawa for Remembrance Day and lay them on the grave of the unknown. I love my country, and I love the men and women who have died for us, and for making the world a better place".

I wear a tie wrap around my wrist with 3 smaller tie wraps on it as 'charms'. Why so stylin? "I am a sucker for my family, friends, and country, and I will do anything for them, including wearing a tie wrap around my wrist for almost 2 years now".

Why do I 'risk my life' in Demolition Derbies? "I love my dad, and it is awesome father-daughter bonding. I love when he explains things to me that I have no idea what he is talking about. Long story short, I like handing him the wrenches lol".

How can I not have a favourite colour? "I am still amazed at how physics and the world around us works to make light reflect off a surface into a specific colour. I always wonder what a colour looks like from other people's perspectives. Its like my own fringe science".

I am very interested in viruses. Everything about viruses. Why? "They are so small, but they can do so much damage i.e. AIDS, Ebola, bacteriophage. They are so mysterious and there are very few things that can get them down. Few things that can cause their demise. The little things that are still so unknown and since they are so unknown, it takes a dedicated person to sit down and learn about them. For some reason, I relate myself to them".

I only use crayons for highlighting, never highlighters. Why am I still 5? "I just am. That one's got no back story".

Why do I call carrots, crackers? "I don't know".

Just because I do/say/like these things, doesn't mean that I want people to know why. The point of this, I guess, is people have secrets. If you look hard enough or go all Criminal Minds on their asses, you can find out their secrets.

Plus, I want to look back on this and see how lame-meaningful and smart and clever I thought I was. I want to know how good I was at hiding my hopes, dreams, desires, knowledge and experiences from the world that surrounds me.

The answer the question as to why I don't just tell people these things: I would be in an insane asylum right now.

Darn good and sure of it,


Tuesday, 22 January 2013

Anti-Procrastination Technique: The Bachelor

I have 2 things I would like to share that really help me to focus when I have a lot of work to get done. One of them is lighting a candle, and as soon as the candle is lit, I know I have to focus and stop procrastinating. I have been having a really hard time staying focused on a task, but if there is a constant reminder i.e. flickering light and Christmas tree scent, it calms me and my mind down and I can really accomplish a lot.

However, right now, it is light outside, and I don't feel like wasting my candle, so I turned on The Bachelor. It is so easy to make fun of all the people on the show, and I really like doing it, especially with my friends.

There is one girl on this season who is a "cosmetic consultant"... is that Bachelor for "AVON lady"? And there's another one who is a "cruise ship entertainer" which is probably Bachelor for "captain pole dancer".

If there is no one around to hear my jokes though, I no longer find myself funny and I get uninterested.

If it's playing in the background, I hear a constant noise of ditz/valet girl voices which I am  used to tuning out in everyday life. If I find my mind wandering, I listen to how dumb some of the girls are on the show and I think, "Damn. I don't want to be like that when I'm 30, I better focus" or "OH MY GOD she is smiling like a cannibal, I cant watch this" and I get scared into working again. It's fool proof.

If The Bachelor doesn't work out for you, you should try CSI Miami. Between the terrible acting and the overly predictable plot lines, it will make you feel awesome when you know who the killer is before the investigators, and you'll have an hour before they catch up to you, genius. In that hour, you can do a lot of work.

Darn good and sure of it,


Tuesday, 15 January 2013

Paranoid Self Defense

I honestly have the weirdest roommates.

I play hockey at school, and I almost played boomball this year for the city in which my school is located. However, it was hosted at the furthest arena which happens to be in the most sketch section of town. I honestly don't know why I'm so surprised it's in sketchville central... It IS broomball. Anyways, I opted out from playing, but  I still have my equipment with me.

Whenever anyone is home alone in the house, my roommates seem to think they are more safe if, on to of the front door being locked, they also lock their bedroom door, and borrow my boomball stick to keep with them if they have to go to the washroom.

There have even been instances where I came home and Jillian had my boom and Nicole had my spare hockey stick in their rooms.

I guess I'm a hypocrite to be judging them when I have a bat under my bed all the time. Especially since I don't play baseball, I just brought the bat for the reason of paranoid self defense.

Darn good and sure of it,


Sunday, 13 January 2013

My Store

I have this dream to own my own store of all the things I make that I think are cool. The only thing is, I could see the name of the store turning from "adot's Store of Things" into "adot's Store-AGE of Things" because I have a problem with sharing... and hoarding... and therefore selling. I think this stems from the deep-rooted understanding that I am the favorite child. Therefore, that would be a flawed business plan and I should go back to studying.

Darn good and sure of it,


Tuesday, 8 January 2013

Winter With Roommates

Over the passed few years, I have developed some slightly fanatical and idealistic ways to dealing with my roommates. Recently, aka this morning, I noticed that Nicole was still changing the thermostat up a degree and a half when I would go in my room, or leave for class. I'm not looking forward to the gas bill for over the holiday when she was the only one here for a week and a bit.

Anyways, I came up with this cleaver idea to take out the batteries from the thermostat, and that way, no one would be able to turn it up. I would draw a "20.5" on the thermostat and no one would know why it wouldn't change no matter what they did. Then, I realized. Our pipes would burst because the furnace would never turn on. And by "our pipes" I don't mean the copper piping that supplies the water for "our" extremely hot showers, but rather all the "pipes" running through the body's of Nicole and Jillian: 2 females who have never heard of a blanket.

Darn good and sure of it,


Friday, 4 January 2013

The GREAT Canadian Winter

Heating your house in the winter is so expensive, but my uncle had this good system set up. When their wood stove broke, they decided to do the real redneck Canadian winter version of saving money on heat. He made a controlled fire in the basement, then made a few holes in the floor for the heat to travel up to the main floor in each of the kids’ bedrooms. They all died of carbon monoxide poisoning, but damn did he show that Canadian winter!!

(Just kidding, this only lasted an hour until he installed a new wood stove. He left the holes in the floor though).

Honestly, people get compensation for having certain conditions, like needing a wheel chair or being fat and needing a wheelchair. I don’t know why the government hasn’t included winter weather conditions under the terms to get compensation. It only makes sense. In a far stretch you could be saying to the snowbirds (oldies who travel down south for a few months in the winter), “Come stay in Canada. You can crank your heat up and the government will compensate you as long as you buy your groceries in Canada to support our economy”. After all, it is the fat people with diabetes going down to Florida to be with more diabetic people and their government-compensated wheelchairs. May as well keep it in the country, right? Wrong.

We need to get all these foreigners out of our country. I am not being racist or discriminative when I say that, because immigration is what is growing this country. We need to stop growing this country because all the ‘hot air’ that comes with those people, specifically the politicians, is melting the ice caps. You know when you breathe out on a cold day and you can see your warm breath? Stop that! It is causing global warming and Canadian winters to be erratic and costly.

I’m totally kidding about that, meaning I have no scientific knowledge to back my opinion.

Anyways, any good Canadian wouldn’t complain about the weather. They would go, put on another pair of socks, find their toque, and curl up in their warm, 10-layered bed for the night and before we know it, it is July. Snowing in July. And we are happy because any good Canadian loves the cold snow.  I am a good Canadian and I love the cold snow.


Darn good and sure of it,