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Monday, June 29, 2015

Book 2: The Golden Thread Day 23 (June 29, 2015)

Today, I left all forms of ID at home. So in order to get into NIH, I needed to have a coworker vouch for me, which turned out to be my mentor. I felt bad, making him walk all the way across the campus to the entrance, and then back.

I am never forgetting my ID or any form of identification ever again.

In the lab, I had to redo transformation (I actually went a step back and redid ligation) because I got no colonies from my experiment on Friday. It's going to be a long week if this doesn't work...

I was late for the first day of journal club because I left the lab late because my experiment was running late because the wait time was one hour to incubate and that is just too long. Plus, the building where my journal club was meeting was all the way across campus. Why did I not factor distance when choosing clubs? Oh wait, that's because I actually wanted to sign up for something interesting. And it is. It's about long noncoding RNAs, and it's completely over my head. I managed to skim the first few pages of a review paper we were emailed before class as an overview (don't worry, I'll struggle valiantly through it eventually), but it really is intriguing. I was assigned to someone by random, and we're presenting a paper on August 3rd, but I have no idea what our topic is and we have to submit a topic by Friday. Whoops. I was late, so I missed all the introductions and I felt awkward because I didn't know anyone's name, everyone knew mine and that I was in high school still (and therefore the youngest person there), but oh well, focusing on the powerpoint was hard too because there was too much information to process.

Afterwards, I end up walking with the girl who sat to my left (hi Bronte), and it turns out, she's the same age as me (so going to be a senior next year) and she was actually from Building 35. We talked as we walked to 35 and then we parted ways. I know I'll see her next week though, so I'm in no rush to throw myself at people and make friends effusively. It's nice knowing I'm not the youngest in the journal club: I'm the youngest with someone else.

Today was a rough, busy day, but hopefully my transformation was successful this time...today was the 4th time I've done this exact same experiment, and it hasn't even been a week yet.

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