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ravenEvery time a breeze drifts across the quad, waves of cherry blossom head downwards. It's like it's snowing pretty pink snow. All summery and nice. Mmm.
I can't say anything has happened this morning, apart from me sleeping too much and still getting into school too early (for me) and getting back yesterday's attempt at Chemistry, which I am really irrationally, inexplicably pleased about. I got 94% for my troubles, and seeing as I realised apple juice will neutralise sodium hydroxide, am happy.
Biology made everyone feel icky. Seeing as we now know there are bacteria everywhere, on the desks and shelves and floors and on people's hands and in the air, breathing is not as pleasant as it used to be. For our culture, Meg spat into a beaker and the resulting... stuff... was spread (by me) onto the agar. Lovely. I labelled one "Meg's spit" and the other "Meg's spit with streptomyacin" and gingerly carried them across the room. Making yoghurt with live bacteria was actually more successful, although the control first coagulated and then went off. The aroma permeated the entire lab, and wafting it towards the windows with Becca's huge purple file did not help.
Becca and Meg have gone to French and Spanish respectively, and I've not seen![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cucharita, lilka or emerald_embers at all so far. Don't think Emma came in at all. Which leaves me all on my ownsome for a time, but I don't mind. Hungry, though. It's something cheesy for lunch, judging by the smell, or on the other hand, it could be the technicians throwing out the yoghurt. Difficult to tell. Why the Biology labs are next to the kitchens, I don't know, and hope never to find out. While queueing up for lunch, you can read the wall displays - on HIV, smoking, woodlice and skin disease. Maybe they're so you'll eat less food and save the school money.
This has been all ramble, no content. My apologies.
I can't say anything has happened this morning, apart from me sleeping too much and still getting into school too early (for me) and getting back yesterday's attempt at Chemistry, which I am really irrationally, inexplicably pleased about. I got 94% for my troubles, and seeing as I realised apple juice will neutralise sodium hydroxide, am happy.
Biology made everyone feel icky. Seeing as we now know there are bacteria everywhere, on the desks and shelves and floors and on people's hands and in the air, breathing is not as pleasant as it used to be. For our culture, Meg spat into a beaker and the resulting... stuff... was spread (by me) onto the agar. Lovely. I labelled one "Meg's spit" and the other "Meg's spit with streptomyacin" and gingerly carried them across the room. Making yoghurt with live bacteria was actually more successful, although the control first coagulated and then went off. The aroma permeated the entire lab, and wafting it towards the windows with Becca's huge purple file did not help.
Becca and Meg have gone to French and Spanish respectively, and I've not seen
cucharita, lilka or emerald_embers at all so far. Don't think Emma came in at all. Which leaves me all on my ownsome for a time, but I don't mind. Hungry, though. It's something cheesy for lunch, judging by the smell, or on the other hand, it could be the technicians throwing out the yoghurt. Difficult to tell. Why the Biology labs are next to the kitchens, I don't know, and hope never to find out. While queueing up for lunch, you can read the wall displays - on HIV, smoking, woodlice and skin disease. Maybe they're so you'll eat less food and save the school money. This has been all ramble, no content. My apologies.
