These days I do have to do quite a bit of PCR. We use it to get enough DNA to mess around with; cut it up, stick it to other DNA, inject it into bunnies, that sort of thing. Really, PCR shouldn't be that hard, you just put the stuff in the tube and then turn on the machine. Many biologists swear that there are PCR gods that work some sort of black magic on the reaction, and I'm pretty sure that the PCR gods hate me.
I went to high school in Reno. So not that far from California, but far enough to have to pay out-of-state....
Haha, I don't know if I could really say that I had a life at UCSC. I loved my life, and I had some awesome social times, but for the most part I worked really hard. I don't have many friends from undergrad, probably because the only two people I had time to hang out with were my roommate and my boyfriend. But I loved it. Adored it. Every second. I'd do the whole thing again in a heartbeat (but I'd try to arrange the universe so I could afford a fourth year).
Eh, my last final is the 14th, and I'm really not that worried about it. My birthday is the 9th. I'll probably celebrate a bit that Friday, and then get back to studying, but like I said--not that worried about it. Besides, 22 isn't one of those years you're supposed to go all crazy over. :-)
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I went to high school in Reno. So not that far from California, but far enough to have to pay out-of-state....
Haha, I don't know if I could really say that I had a life at UCSC. I loved my life, and I had some awesome social times, but for the most part I worked really hard. I don't have many friends from undergrad, probably because the only two people I had time to hang out with were my roommate and my boyfriend. But I loved it. Adored it. Every second. I'd do the whole thing again in a heartbeat (but I'd try to arrange the universe so I could afford a fourth year).
Eh, my last final is the 14th, and I'm really not that worried about it. My birthday is the 9th. I'll probably celebrate a bit that Friday, and then get back to studying, but like I said--not that worried about it. Besides, 22 isn't one of those years you're supposed to go all crazy over. :-)