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girl-please-study · 7 months
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16/25 Days of Productivity
Learned about various enzymes that are used in DNA replication, it's absolutely amazing how everything works in such marvelous co-ordination in our body — from our organs to dna just to keep us alive and healthy (as much as possible).
🎧 : Shot at the night, The Killers
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What's your favorite poison and why?
Finally an interesting question. There are many answers to this, depending on the used definition of poison and for what it would be intended for. Whether I find a poison interesting enough is mostly determined by how fascinating it’s biochemical mechanisms are, but also if it’s nondetectable and rare, how clever it would be in a murder. 
Some more common poisons can have very fascinating biochemical properties like cyanide, which inhibits enzymes neccessary for aerobic respiration and suffocating a person on a cellular level. But they are more commonly used in murders, making them more easily traceable, less creative and thus less interesting then. Just obvious. I prefer rarer poisons, less obvious. The more cunning and sophisticated, the better. Toxins which you can barely detect, unless you know what you are looking for, but most people are idiots and won’t think about it. Perfect murder. Unless you consult me of course.
And especially natural poisons are the most toxic, like Botulinum toxin which was used in some of my cases. Especially neurotoxins like this work in fascinating ways, Tetrodotoxin from pufferfish, shutting down nerve cell communication, slowly paralysing and shutting the body down by respiratory failure. This poison is especially cruel because the victim can still be conscious and lucid, even if they are completely paralyzed, unable to talk or move, to do nothing except to suffer and wait for death approaching. 
Another very potent and very rare poison is Polonium-210, killing by acute irradiation, no antidote and it takes days to show effects, giving the murderer enough time to get an alibi or leave the country. Of course the trail of radiation can lead to the killer if not handled correctly. Very fascinating poison, but difficult to acquire, which is why it’s only knowinlgy used by secret services, but there might be more cases where it was never detected. As you can see it’s difficult to pick favourites with such diverse acting mechanisms of poisons and their interesting ways to kill.  
However, if you meant favourite poison in a more recreational way, then my clear answer is cocaine. Which also has cardiotoxic effects so it can be used as a poison resulting in overdoses, but it’s subjective personal effects are much better than to use it to kill someone, I assure. A more poisonous drug would be fentanyl, very strong opioid resulting in respiratory depression, 120 times stronger than morphine, difficult to dosage. Though I prefer morphine for personal use. But even nicotine can be considered a poison if overdosed. But it’s all just subjective defintions, to quote Paracelsus  “What is there that is not poison? All things are poison and nothing is without poison.”
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“My proteins don’t jiggle jiggle, they fold.” - my Biochem professor, 2022
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biochemsitry · 2 years
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How I got my blog name: website misspelled chemistry and I'm biochem major. That's it that's the story
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Just got notified that I mad the Dean’s List this semester! Only other time I’ve had good grades was Fall 2019 and that trend was ruined by moving online. I’m so giddy about it especially when I was in inorganic this semester (which is what made my research advisor switch majors)
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ruthlesslistener · 11 months
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really feelin' that characteristic finals crunch time experience rn
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buzzfeedunsolvable · 5 days
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No hate to Steven or anything and a lot of the flack he's gotten in the yt comments is unwarranted, but one thing I think is interesting is how on Watcher he was painted as a business-guru type and yet he was like... a chemical engineering major. Like so was I for most of college and you know what we never learned? How to run a business
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pinkblink · 1 year
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I just thought everyone would like this. The “default” human in my biochem class was a female body. It’s something so small but this Kinda thing matters. It’s so common that a male body is shown as the default when studying biology and anatomy, so it’s refreshing to recognize the inherent bias.
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stuckinapril · 2 months
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dinozaurtual · 2 months
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fucking knew (hehe) the biochem major is drugging all of them i called ittttttt
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jojococomo · 1 year
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[Before Law can get a word in edgewise explaining how he would rather not. Luffy's gone in a whirlwind. Or a typhoon. Any natural disaster that left the land devastated in its wake. Law is left standing in the middle of the cafe, clutching his phone as the door slams shut behind Luffy, the bell ringing his exit. 
Law slumps into his stool, suddenly exhausted. 
“Sorry about him.” Nami says sliding into the seat that Luffy just vacated, “He’s like that. Once he takes a shine to you, that’s it. He’s all in. He has no care about whether you want to be his friend or not.”
“We’re not friends.” Law mutters. Nojiko snorts into the mug she’s drying, “I barely know him.”
“I’ve been friends with him for years and I barely know him.” Nami responds with a shrug, “That’s just Luffy. Count your blessings that he likes you. People he doesn’t like usually get punched in the face.”]
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I should be working, but today brain bad. Here's a peek into my LawLu hospital AU that is never going to see the light of day because i'm a BAD person who can't finish things.
#LawLu#One Piece#jojomakesart#jojowritesfic#monkey d. luffy#trafalgar d. water law#Law is a ER surgeon who specializes in cardiothoracic trauma#Luffy is a firefighter who is surprisingly good at their job#the first drawing has some of my favorite little detail work#also Cora is ALIVE in this AU because I want him to be an embarrassing dad#Ace is NOT alive because I need that good good angst#Sabo is and he's feral#Zoro owns a dojo called Santoryuu that Luffy trains at#Nami is a weather girl for the local news station#Robin is a archeology professor who also has a shady past in espionage#Franky is a engineer that specializes in ship building (and also likes to make wild and outlandish treehouses in his spare time)#Usopp is a biochem major who also spray paints murals into parking garages at night#Brook is an 80 year old musician that is surprising spry but cannot help making the 'when I die...' jokes at every opportunity he can#Sanji obviously is at the Baratie but he also does DRAG because he likes to wear dresses DAMMIT#A list of fun easter eggs because tumblr does not want people to see my genius#1. Law's Coffee Cup is from Camie's the local coffee shop and art house that services the greater area of the Grand Line.#It has Hachi on the logo a la starbucks#2. Nurses station- Kaya as a oncology doctor and Conis as a triage nurse. They gossip a lot and Law does not GOSSIP#but he does#3. CP9- Going to visit Rob Lucci#4. Room sign- 2Y3D#I imagine the hospital is set up not unlike the mangroves in Sabody#5. Reallllly tiny can't see it but the exit sign has Bon Clay on it#6. Patient File- Whitebeard's Law's patient
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xbcrafted-daily · 7 months
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the urge to put your blorbos in the same major as you is so real
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stuckonstarker · 1 year
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It was Peter’s first day in this biochemistry class and he was already having the worst time. The seating arrangement was so that four people would sit at a table. Most of the tables in the room already had at least one person sitting at them.
Peter walked past, avoiding the other students’ perceived glares. He had flashbacks to high school, where most kids avoided him like the plague. 
This was even worse. He didn’t even have Ned to fall back on, since they went to different colleges.
Peter picked a seat in the very back, mostly due to it being the only table with no one at it. 
Optimistically, or more accurately, naively, he hoped that once the Professor started the lecture things would be better. He was dreadfully wrong.
Peter was alone at his table when class officially started. He tried to ignore the sharp sting in his chest as he realized he was the only one sitting alone. 
Even worse, the professor was awful. They spent most of the time going through slides, barely explaining them, and moving on too quickly to take meaningful notes. They droned on and on about the unimportant things.
Peter sighed. Was attendance really mandatory for this? Three hours of a man who had long since checked out going over the textbook word-for-word. Great.
Just then, as Peter was lamenting dropping the class altogether, someone barged into the classroom.
He moved forward confidently and without care. He examined the room briefly before striding over to the empty seat next to Peter. He plopped down and whispered, “I’m Tony.”
“Peter.” He whispered it soft as a mouth. But judging by Tony’s nodding, he heard. Peter was silently thankful that at least someone sat next to him. Even if that someone entered like a drama queen.
The class moved on with the same boring slideshow that did nothing to further Peter’s education. 
“This guy’s a total hack,” Tony whispered.
Peter laughed softly, a breath would more accurately describe it. “I can’t believe I’m paying for this,” he responded.
Tony said, “Shit, you should totally drop the class then. My dad’s paying for mine. It’s mostly for show.”
“Aren’t you lucky.”
“Hey,” Tony said, “if you wanna deal with my dad’s raging bullshit, I’ll call him up right now.”
Peter said, “Wanna trade? I don’t have a dad.”
“Oh, damn, that’s a low blow.”
“And I don’t have a mom.”
“Double whammy,” Tony said, making an over-the-top grimace. “You win,” he said.
Peter smiled, “Didn’t know it was a competition.”
“Everything’s a competition with me.”
“Are you two done?” The Professor called out, putting a spotlight on them. As if they were even teaching in the first place. Everyone’s eyes landed on them in an instant.
Peter’s face went piping hot immediately. He knew, from experience, he must’ve been the shade of strawberries. 
Tony called back, “Just give us another minute, please.”
Students around him either snickered or glared. Tony didn’t seem to mind either way. 
The professor raised their brows, “Mr. Stark, is it? You’re very lucky to have a father who can pay for your education. Not everyone has that opportunity.” The professor gave a pointed look at Peter, “Isn’t that right, Mr. Parker?”
Peter opened his mouth, to apologize probably, but Tony beat him to the punch.
“Taking this class is the furthest thing from luck I’ve ever experienced.” Tony asked, “Do you even know how to teach? Or do you just know how to press the arrows on your keyboard?”
Peter had to admit, Tony was being a raging asshole. But, something about that was charming. Peter kept his mouth shut and his head down, but Tony could afford to be more bold. And that enticed Peter in a very dangerous way.
The professor only shook their head and continued with the lecture. If you could call it a “lecture.”
Tony leaned back in his chair.
“You’re acting like a highschooler,” Peter said.
Tony said, “I should be in high school.”
“What?”
Tony paused, then said, “I’m technically supposed to be a senior in high school but I got high enough scores they let me into college early.”
“That’s awesome!” Peter whispered.
Tony gave Peter a look. Quietly, he said, “Thank you.” 
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Peter was beyond thankful when that class ended. He was definitely going to try and drop it.
He walked through the campus, looking for his busted up, piece of junk car.
“Peter!”
He stopped. Was someone calling for him? No, he didn’t really know anybody on campus.
“Peter!”
Okay, someone was definitely calling for him. He turned and saw Tony jogging toward him. 
“Hi, Tony,” Peter said with a smile.
Tony gave a breathless laugh, “Hi.” He had his hands on his knees, lurched over. He looked like he might puke.
Peter reached toward him, “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, I’m fine,” Tony said, waving his hand and shaking his head. He took a deep breath. He stood up, but staggered a little.
Peter laughed a little, both out of built up nervousness and amusement at Tony’s behavior.
Tony said, “We should go out sometime.”
Peter smiled. He was about to say, Sure! That sounds fun. But, like a train colliding with a bus, Peter wondered if Tony was hitting on him. No, he thought, that’s a very vain thing to think. And asking Tony for clarification would be awkward.
“What do you mean by out?” Peter asked.
Tony said, “You know... you, me, out.”
“How old are you?”
Tony looked up at him with hopeful brown eyes, “Eighteen?”
“You’re not eighteen,” Peter said. It was obvious. 
Tony said, “I’ll be eighteen in a few months.”
“Tony, I’m twenty,” Peter said.
Tony said, “Don’t make me beg. Cause I will.”
“Tony-”
“Do you want me to beg?” Tony said, “Fine, I’ll beg.” He got down on his knees and clasped his hands in front of Peter, mimicking a prayer almost. He said, “Peter Parker, please go out with me. Please. I’ll do anything.”
People walking by gave them unusual looks, but Tony wasn’t affected in the slightest. He just continued his pleas.
Peter felt like he was going to combust. So, to end his humiliation, he said, “Fine! Fine, just stand up already.”
Tony popped up easily and smiled, “Here’s my number. I’ll text you the details.” Then, like that, he was gone.
Peter looked at the hastily scribbled number and wondered, What the fuck just happened?
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sleepy-gardevoir · 5 months
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december 6, 2023 - wednesday week 2
went on a grocery trip and proctored an exam for the pledges of my fraternity today! also got some stuff done for the pharmacology assignment due tomorrow, and finished a couple of physical chemistry assignments.
trying to take advantage of my free time to get back into reading - have been chugging through the audiobook of i'm glad my mom died by jennette mccurdy (which i highly recommend) and trying to finish up my read of the crow by alison croggon (which i started in august).
song of the day: dark green water - great grandpa
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posallys · 5 months
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I'm god by the way. In case anyone was wondering.
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loving-jack-kelly · 1 year
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jack would be a stem kid because he loves doing experiments the scientific method is his best friend he loves being hands on and getting to be like I was wrong but the right answer is way cooler than I thought it would be and he loves the connections between art and science, like the way chemical reactions are responsible for why pottery glaze looks so cool and how talented at art you have to be to be good at any kind of diagramming or bio illustration
and davey would be a stem kid because people are more impressed by good grades in science and math classes than english classes so he works harder at them even though he really loves language more than numbers and when he ends up in a class with jack who seems to be goofing off all the time he's annoyed by how little work he seems to put in until he realizes actually jack is really smart but completely unaware of it because he thinks he's goofing off when he's actually running pretty well-designed experiments for fun (unsanctioned by the instructor) in between steps of the lab.
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