I ate my dinner.
At 9.20.10 p.m.
If experimenting took so long, scientists must not eat their dinners very often. Which brings me to my aforementioned point - scientists must be perpetually hungry. How else can they complete their experiments, if they don't skip their dinners?
Today, armed with all my apparatus, I went to my piano teacher's house at 1.30 p.m., but didn't start until around 2. From my previous experiment, you know that the water would cool down at around 8.30 p.m., but I had until 9 to finish my experiment, pack up and go home, so that's okay. I also conducted another experiment, this time microwaving 1.6l of water, and that went well too, so everything's fine and happy...not.
Everything was fine. Boiling water, microwaving water...all of that was just perfect, and I knew it was because I made sure so many times they were. So naturally the problem didn't stem from there; the problem's source was something else.
The sponges.
I can't believe how idiotically foolish I am. Of course, watering sponges is different from soaking sponges, but I didn't even realise that until I began watering sponges with 200ml of water and my floor flooded!
I watered about 8 sponges until I gave up before my floor was so wet and my shorts were soaked throughout. I had to change my shorts and mop up my floor, and even then I don't know if my experiment will start breeding mosquitoes. It's that bad, the failure I call an experiment.
...I really want to go into my sulky little corner and punch a pillow or something.
Well, all that's left is to hope for the best, and I'm going to start a back-up experiment. I don't think my cabbage plants will grow very well in bathtub sponges anyway, so tomorrow I'll be going to the neighbouring shopping centre. And I'll buy disposable cups and everything (plus return my going-to-be-overdue Chinese book which I talked about in my earlier entries) and then come home. I'm going to try growing Cabbage plants in cotton wool while simultaneously growing Cabbage plants on sponge.
Really, I'm...I can't say how disappointed I am. I really, honestly believed my experiment was going to work, and then it didn't. I think I can empathise how scientists feel, when they've been working on an experiment for years and then they go and mess it up.
But I think scientists are really brave, now. They're not only embarking on something no one's tried before; they're embarking on something no one's tried before, without any basis and foundation, and only perservence and resilience to keep them going. It's scary, when you think about trying to reach out to the unknown; it's not so fun anymore, and you don't know when you'll trip over something and fall into endless darkness. I can only applaud the scientists for doing something that's so scary and frightening...and also, applaud you, the reader, for reading my depressing entry until this point.
Yes. Sorry. I'll go back to the point.
I do have some pictures, but sadly enough, they're in my phone, and I kind of...can't find...my USB port right now, so I can't transfer the pictures over. And for some reason, my computer can't open the files when I place my phone's memory card in a memory card reader and plug it to my computer.
So...I don't know when I'll get the pictures in, but hopefully it would be soon, so please wait patiently. On the other hand, I'm going to upload some more experimental procedures, and my original experimental procedure for the main one. I'll be typing up experimental procedures for my back-up experiment, so please wait...patiently...again.
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