'Welcome to Science' they said

After three weeks in the laboratory all I have to show for are poor results. In science, they say, a negative isn’t a bad result; it just shows that things are not the way that we thought it was. Now, a poor result is a result that only shows that what you are doing is incorrect – whatever you’re doing is neither negative nor positive, it’s just shit. And I have now lingered in the world of unforgiving science for almost a month and is provoking stress in me. Things will work out, I’m sure, and I will eventually stand there waiving my Master’s diploma relieved that five years of study is over. What is bothering me is more the poor ethics of having killed 32 crocodiles and not being able to use my samples. What if I spent months looking for crocodiles, another month in preparing the samples, and it turns out that it won’t be of any value at all? I mean, if you kill a chicken, the least thing you can do is eat it. The crocodile population in Costa Rica is blooming, and no one is going to miss those baby crocodiles, especially not the families swimming in the rivers, but I still don’t find that to be reason enough to justify my lack of scientific results. I am at this point, almost desperately, trying to figure out why my methods for analysis aren’t working, and trying to find alternative options, but it doesn’t look to promising. I guess all I have to do is take one day at a time and hope that some genius idea strikes me like lightning. Welcome to Science they say.