Now that I’ve finished my lab work in Kampar… I am starting to miss the lab life here already…
I’m so going to miss these things…
The troublesome Gilson Micropipettes…
...where I have to manually pull out the pipette tips instead of pressing the ejector.
The tedious agarose gel preparation…
...where I have to boil and boil and boil before I can cast the gel… and risk getting my migrating gel curved just because my gel is too thick or thin or not well hardened.
The place where we put our tools and run our prepared gel…
LB Broth and Agar…
...where I have to prepare the cultures in streak plates and broth before I can proceed with DNA extraction…
...and the tools I use to culture them…
...and the horror of changing the Campingaz canisters when the gas has finished… as if the gas tank would explode or something.
The Microcentrifuge machine…
...quiet hum of the spinning samples… telling me that I’ll be able to separate the pellet and supernatant soon.
The tube trays…
...where I can hold all the microcentrifuge tubes prior to any lab work…
The cute little red PCR machine…
...where I have spent lots of hours trying to figure out why contaminations were still there even after countless times of changing the reagents.
The distilled water bottle and tap…
...to clean up the glasswares after using them.
and last but not least…
...the God in my lab…
...haha!!!
I’m sure others would miss their lab hours too… the contaminations, the worries, the troubles, the arguments, the toleration, the helps, the laughter…
They are part of growing up in the lab.
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