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txchnologist: by Txchnologist Staff Like a thief in the night,...

Mon, 06 May 2013 21:51:58 -0600

Cancer: Metaphase epithelial cell in metaphase stained for microtubules (red), kinetochores (green) and DNA (blue). This image, taken by Indiana University’s Jane Stout.

Cancer: Mitotic spindle in a PTK1 cell stained for tubulin (green) and Ncd80 (red). Credit: Keith DeLuca

Immunology and infection: CACO-2 intestinal epithelial cells stained to label the apical actin cytoskeleton. Credit: Matthew Tyska

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Like a thief in the night, the malaria parasite did its quick work and vanished inside a blood cell. But someone else was watching.

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So cool!

lovequotesrus: EVERYTHING LOVE

Thu, 28 Mar 2013 21:24:33 -0600

lovequotesrus:

EVERYTHING LOVE

Gender Inequalities

Sun, 17 Mar 2013 18:28:00 -0600

The prompt this week for my social psychology class made me think about how my life was growing up. I remember one day in particular in middle school. I lived with my grandparents at the time and came home and showed my grandma a good grade I received. At a young age I was expecting that she would just be proud of me, instead she didn’t say a word and turned to my uncle who is the same age as I am and told him that I am a girl and I should never get higher grades then him because boys should always do better. This completely changed my perspective on gender equalities. I grew up working hard to prove that women can be just as successful and until this day I still keep that day in the back of my mind to remind me of what I went through as a child. Growing up I hated how much Asian traditions emphasized the importance of males and disregarded the women in the house, I remember the countless nights I cried not understanding why I wasn’t good enough. It was even harder for me to accept because my grandma is a woman that has been pushed down and stuck to the stereotypical gender roles. Yet, she is doing nothing to break that cycle, she only makes it worst.

I refuse to be just a housewife. I will be a strong, independent, and successful working woman just to prove my grandma and all the other people that have told my parents similar things wrong.

HIV has been cured in a child for the first time!

Mon, 04 Mar 2013 20:11:35 -0700

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In a monumental first for medicine, doctors announced today that a baby has been cured of an HIV infection. Dr. Deborah Persaud, who presented the child’s case today at the 20th annual Conference on Retroviruses and Opportunistic Infection, called it “definitely a game-changer.”

Persaud, of Johns Hopkins University Medical School, is the lead author of a report recounting the child’s treatment. The identity of the little girl, who was born to an HIV-positive woman in rural Mississippi, has yet to be released. What we do know is that she is only the second person in the world — and the first child — to be cured of HIV in its devastating 32-year history. If the case is confirmed, it is truly unprecedented.

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Science is amazing!

10knotes: ghostsofmanhattan: I’ve seen this 10000 times but...

Tue, 19 Feb 2013 21:32:01 -0700

10knotes:

ghostsofmanhattan:

I’ve seen this 10000 times but never took the time to realize what it was. This is beyond the cutest thing I have ever seen!! I am totally doing this!!

this is adorable

AWHHHHHHHHHHH its so adorable omg

cutest thing ever

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Cute!

The Next Step

Wed, 06 Feb 2013 16:29:49 -0700

I have done a lot of research on medical school and have really found that my passion and the way I view myself practicing medicine lies with D.O. school. I made this decision a while back, but decided to wait to tell my parents about my plans for the future. Anyways, I finally had this talk with them and I feel a weight lifted off my shoulders.

I sat them down and explained everything from the differences between M.D. and D.O. and how I need to be independent and grow up. It was so relieving to see how supportive they were. They talked to me about how they never pushed me in a certain direction because they wanted me to do this for myself. They told me they were proud of me because they know how hard I work. This was surprising because I have never heard something like that from them before.

I am so grateful to have parents that have guided me and supported me through everything. My parents have loved me unconditionally and now that I am older I understand each lesson that was taught. Like a good friend of mine said, parents are like the giving tree, they just keep giving and giving and never expect anything back. I love my parents and I know the relationship I have with them will only grow from here.

10knotes: aknightintarnishedarmour: Tulip fields in the...

Fri, 01 Feb 2013 17:23:05 -0700

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aknightintarnishedarmour:

Tulip fields in the Netherlands

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An inspiring teacher challenged us to do something out of our comfort zone and hear out people...

Thu, 20 Dec 2012 17:55:23 -0700

An inspiring teacher challenged us to do something out of our comfort zone and hear out people instead of judging them. Today when we were eating this man selling lottery tickets came and asked us to buy some, we asked him to come sit down and eat with us. He quickly ate his food so he could go back to work and as he was eating he was saying I’m so hungry I haven’t eaten all day and this food just taste so good. We asked him how much he made a day and he said $1 some days and if he sells this huge stack he makes maybe $2 and he has two children to support. He says some days people pay for 2 tickets and run away with 10 so he has to pay out of his pocket to make up for the difference. I was heartbroken with tears in my eyes and had to look away. He walks all around the city just to make a dollar a day, that means his family definitely can’t afford to eat meat and rice, probably just veggies. Sometimes we just take for granted what we have and after meeting this man I definitely am even more grateful for everything I have.

psych-quotes: The meeting of two personalities is like the...

Tue, 11 Dec 2012 21:21:34 -0700

psych-quotes:

The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed. - Carl Jung

I hate group projects

Fri, 07 Dec 2012 16:08:30 -0700

I swear people always use you or take all the credit. Don’t get me wrong it’s good to have a group to collaborate with when everything is going well, but when you have a terrible group member it’s just more to add on to your plate. I’m so glad it’s over. Working with someone like that for an entire month is so frustrating. UGHHHH.

Lucyyyy! For you lol.

Fri, 09 Nov 2012 16:24:27 -0700

Lucyyyy! For you lol.

Why don't you believe in yourself?

Sat, 03 Nov 2012 11:55:00 -0600

I have heard this line a countless number of times from my friends and professors. People tell me all the time that I am too humble and I don’t see the potential that I have. They tell me I have worked so hard my entire life and have so much to be proud of. They tell me I have been a great daughter, friend, sister, granddaughter and I should never forget that.

Yet I have sat here staring at this question on my application for an hour now. It asks me to list three things I am proud of myself for and the reasons why. I don’t know why I’m struggling to answer it, but I just feel as if there is so much more I could have done with my life.

I know the people in my life push me to succeed because they see what I can’t see in myself. Trust me I don’t want to sell myself short but everyone has those days where they just don’t feel like they’re good enough. Answering these reflective essays have always been so difficult for me. Looks like I have a long couple months and a lot of thinking ahead of me.

On a brighter note, I only have 9 credits until I graduate college! I have figured out the path that I want to take after I graduate and I hope everything goes according to plan this upcoming year.

Love.

Mon, 15 Oct 2012 18:23:00 -0600

I grew up never believing in true love or any kind of lasting love. My parents were never affectionate, they don’t celebrate any holidays or their anniversary. In the twenty one years I’ve been alive I have yet to see them kiss or show any kind of affection. There are things that happened when I was young that made it very difficult for me to trust any men. These memories I have repressed and have shared with only two people in my life because I do not want people to pity me or treat me differently.

I opened up to him about my past when we were about a year into our relationship, he was patient with me and gave me the support and space when I needed. Our relationship has had its up and downs because of my past, but he has never given up on me. I found someone that allows me to be independent and pushes me so I strive to be the best person I can be. I’ve always been skeptical about commitment and trust, but with him I don’t ever sense that doubt or uncertainty. This boy means the world to me and with him I finally know what it means to love someone and be loved back.

You know your parents care when...

Wed, 10 Oct 2012 21:15:00 -0600

Me: Dad why did I have 16 missed calls from you?
Dad: I didn't know where you were.
Me: I mentioned to you the other night that I was going to stay at school late cause I had a meeting tonight.
Dad: The breaking news said they found a body. I was flipping out because you didn't pick up the call. What if it were you?!
Me: Aww Dad.

10knotes: theressomethingaboutasunrise Riding my bicycle...

Thu, 04 Oct 2012 16:47:10 -0600

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theressomethingaboutasunrise

Riding my bicycle along Hollywood Boulevard today I saw him in the crowd - noticed him instantly. When we reached each other, I said hi and asked if he would mind if I took his photo. “You want my photo?” Yeah, I said. There’s nobody like you. “I know.” And he smiled for me -although his face was evidently destroyed by something- and his mouth reconstructed. I asked him what happened. “Shot,” he said. “Shot in the face.” He motioned a gun at close range being shot directly into his face. And you survived that? I asked. “No,” he said with a smile. “I’m dead.” I apologized for what was a stupid question, but it was hard to fathom - gun shot- close range - into his face. And he lived. So what happened? I asked. Was it an accident, or did someone mean to shoot you? “I did it myself. Tried to kill myself.” You did “Yeah.” Where? “Arizona.” Phoenix? “Tucson.” So tell me, how did it feel, after you shot yourself in the face - and you came to -and realized you were not dead? “Agony. The worst agony ever.” Man. “Yeah.” What kind of gun? “30-aught-six.” I was thunderstruck. I have met and photographed many people - who are featured in this stream - humans who have overcome amazing adversity. Lydia, who was burnt almost to death. Ray, whose eye was gone. Margaret, who weighed over 500 pounds. But this. Man. And yet he was smiling. I told him what I thought: God gives everyone a different life - and some people get really really hard lives. “That’s me. Doesn’t get much worse.” Told me he’s on the street. Homeless. I asked him how bad it was that he wanted to die. “Bad. Really bad. The worse kind.” Are you gonna try again? “No. I tried once. That’s enough.” Man. Sometimes our lives seem hard - unbearable even - but then we meet Kevin. Or Lydia. Or Ray. And realize again how lucky we are. How hard some humans have it. Man. And yet he smiled. He smiled for me. This man with his face blown off - by his own hand. And here he is - in the sunshine, listening to music, smiling. I don’t even know what else to say about this.

my heart. it just exploded.

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Wed, 03 Oct 2012 17:31:19 -0600

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There’s something relaxing and romantic about sitting under the night sky holding hands and...

Sat, 29 Sep 2012 21:19:58 -0600

There’s something relaxing and romantic about sitting under the night sky holding hands and sharing stories about anything and everything. It was definitely something I needed after a long and stressful week.

victimize: “The Body,” a series by Alan Herbert This is...

Sun, 23 Sep 2012 10:40:20 -0600

victimize:

“The Body,” a series by Alan Herbert

This is produced by a hand drawn photogram on top of a medium format photo.

Bye-bye summer :( I can’t believe it’s my last year of undergrad already. Time sure has...

Sun, 19 Aug 2012 20:57:56 -0600

Bye-bye summer :(

I can’t believe it’s my last year of undergrad already. Time sure has gone quickly. I can’t wait to graduate! Gotta finish off strong!

Sometimes just one thing can send you back to square one.

Mon, 30 Jul 2012 08:26:35 -0600

Sometimes just one thing can send you back to square one.