Yesterday was my birthday. I decided not to do anything. No parties, no gathering of any sort. I don't know why but birthdays just don't matter much to me anymore.

Perhaps i'm growing up. Or perhaps i'm just growing old.

Anyhow, so i'm back in lab after a whirlwind trip to karolinska. Still feeling kinda jet-lagged... can't keep myself awake in the afternoons and can't sleep so well at nights. But that's what caffeine is for, isn't it. The trip was a good experience though, i did learn quite a lot and managed to enjoy the place despite the finger-numbing cold. I also bonded a tiny little bit more with the others - one step closer to changing my non-existent social life, but not quite there yet.

Back to reality: Labbing. Apps. More study... I feel dreary and worn out just thinking about my to-do list. I feel like living a life with no ambitions. And i shall stop writing here lest i become even whinier. Not good, not good... it's only monday morning!