A graduate student has created the first man-made biological leaf. It absorbs water and carbon dioxide to produce oxygen just like a plant. He did this by suspending chloroplasts in a mixture made out of silk protein. He believed it can be used for many things but the most striking one is the thought that it could be used for long distance space travel. Plants do not grow in space, but this synthetic material can be used to produce oxygen in a hostile environment. (Video)

A Word on Being a Single Parent

Being a parent is easy.

Dealing with the emotional side of it isn’t.

When you become a parent, single or otherwise, life after that truly is what you make it, but starting out… I will say that the most frustrating thing is not having the ability to say “no.”

Society will indeed, and hastily, make judgement calls about what you can and can’t do. You know what you want to do, but everyone assumes that you don’t, or can’t (in which case they do the rudest thing and decide to not bother to ask).

This ties into the idea that once we have kids, our life is over. This is not true. Especially when you have a child at the age where most people are still being social and whatnot, as I did, it can be especially difficult in the workplace to hear everyone talk about parties that happened, or plans of camping trips in the works, or just a group outing to the cinema. The devastation of knowing people won’t even consider you for such.

The rest of parenting is quite easy though. It’s much like caring for a pet you’d kill and die for, and as they grow up, you learn and you do more things to keep up with them (such as going from changing diapers, to scheduling doctor appointments, to open houses). That being said, I feel every parent who is taking care of their own as best they can deserves a medal. We put up with so much, and the appreciation is usually not reciprocated. We have to develop strong hobbies or bonds with our children to adapt to our new standing in life, but why should we be forced to? There is no logical reason why we can’t be both good parents, and have a social life. There is no logical reason why, if we are able, that we can’t stand to live on a few hours a night so we can just shoot the breeze with people we need to trust to remain sane.

My friend asked me why I’m not famous. I think it’s because of social stigma. Let’s get rid of those.

Having depression doesn’t necessarily mean you have something to be depressed about. I think getting others to really understand that, who don’t have depression, is… difficult… To do, and to cope with.