So it's been two days since surgery now. I've just been chillin' at home all this time. The first day (right after surgery) I got a little light-headed whenever I moved around too much, but other than that I haven't had very much trouble. My cheeks are a little swollen and I can't participate in my favorite past time (smiling) so I look like this all the time :-(. Whenever people do make me laugh it hurts a little. Other than that...no pain....at all. Which is pretty cool 'cause I haven't had to take any of my pain meds yet. The only prescription drugs I've had to take have been my antibiotics, and those don't have any adverse effects on me.
I think I'll stop spouting off about my oral situation. Just thought I'd let you know how I'm doing. Thanks for your prayers. Laters.
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Monday, March 27, 2006
The Agony of Da' Teeth. Not Da' Feet.
Today I go in to get my wisdom teeth extracted. I'm supposed to be there by 10 o'clock. They said it could take anywhere from 2 to 3 hours. The surgery itself will only take half an hour to forty-five minutes. But there is all the prep time, getting me to sleep, and then waking me back up after the surgery is over.
This is the first major surgery I've ever had....in fact....it's the only surgery I've ever had. I don't know what to expect, but that's probably a good thing. Expectations can be a pain. Though....now that I think about it.....I'm going to be in pain either way. Oh well.
I don't know how long it will take for me to bounce back. Chances are my family will get tired of me lazing around the house, and they'll try to put me to work. Oh well.
I have to read the Odyssey this week. Not the whole thing, but at least a good chunk of it. I also need to write a paper by the end of the week.....make that two papers.
I would greatly appreciate your prayers. God bless.
This is the first major surgery I've ever had....in fact....it's the only surgery I've ever had. I don't know what to expect, but that's probably a good thing. Expectations can be a pain. Though....now that I think about it.....I'm going to be in pain either way. Oh well.
I don't know how long it will take for me to bounce back. Chances are my family will get tired of me lazing around the house, and they'll try to put me to work. Oh well.
I have to read the Odyssey this week. Not the whole thing, but at least a good chunk of it. I also need to write a paper by the end of the week.....make that two papers.
I would greatly appreciate your prayers. God bless.
Saturday, March 25, 2006
Mightier than the What?
I'm having a hard time getting back into this whole paper writing thing. I remember by the end of the first term this year I was able to take almost any topic or idea and start pouring my brain out about it. Now I try to write and I just get stuck. I know that I've blogged in that time, and you'd think that it would help to keep my brain in the writing mode. Perhaps it's the style I'm having difficulty with. The way I blog isn't exactly in essay format. It's more of a conversational format, and occasionally in a nonfiction essay format. It would be cool if I could write another nonfiction essay. I mean, I know that I could any time I wanted to, but it's different when you have to turn it in. Or is it? I don't know what I'm thinking. Maybe it's just that I am not required to do it, so I spend my time doing other things.
Perhaps I'm losing my knack with a pen. I've always written my papers out by hand before I typed them. Part of the reason for that was because I wasn't very fluent with typing so I wasn't able to keep up with my thoughts nearly as quickly as I would have liked to. Now I do alright with that. I've come a long way in my typing in the last year.
The other reason that I always write my papers out by hand first is simply the feel. You can almost feel the words begin to fall out onto the page as your hand glides across the field of white followed by a tail of blue or black. I love the feeling of the motion. It's almost mystical the way the hand twists and circles and swoops. It's as though there is a direct connection between my thoughts and the movements of my hand.
True, my left-handedness does leave a smear, and my knuckles turn blue and black (from the ink). But there is just something strangely wonderful about seeing the work of the hands in its raw form.
Perhaps I'm losing my knack with a pen. I've always written my papers out by hand before I typed them. Part of the reason for that was because I wasn't very fluent with typing so I wasn't able to keep up with my thoughts nearly as quickly as I would have liked to. Now I do alright with that. I've come a long way in my typing in the last year.
The other reason that I always write my papers out by hand first is simply the feel. You can almost feel the words begin to fall out onto the page as your hand glides across the field of white followed by a tail of blue or black. I love the feeling of the motion. It's almost mystical the way the hand twists and circles and swoops. It's as though there is a direct connection between my thoughts and the movements of my hand.
True, my left-handedness does leave a smear, and my knuckles turn blue and black (from the ink). But there is just something strangely wonderful about seeing the work of the hands in its raw form.
Monday, March 20, 2006
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Round Two!
Disney land went well. Now I'm off to All North-West choir in Portland for the next few days. Laters.
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Is This What You're Looking For?
Bye everyone. I'm off to Disney land for the weekend to perform in my choir and band.
P.S.
Remember how my friend thought it was crazy that it was snowing on Valentines day? Well, it's almost the middle of March now and school was closed today due to the snow. I guess finals will have to wait 'till next week.
P.S.
Remember how my friend thought it was crazy that it was snowing on Valentines day? Well, it's almost the middle of March now and school was closed today due to the snow. I guess finals will have to wait 'till next week.
Friday, March 03, 2006
Questions to Answers
Is there a place for such things? A plane on which to exist?
Is there time for occurrences such as these? A moment of prime opportunity?
Can both Place and Time coexist for optimum possibility? Is there a probability for the intersection of the two?
When and where? Are these not the questions that continue to plague the mind?
But are these the only two? For what question is more taunting than 'How?'
Yet these have no precedence where life is concerned. Indeed these are the questions that steal the attention away from true life. So often do we bother ourselves with the things we cannot control. And, in doing so, we spend more time worrying than we do living.
This is indeed not an easy teaching, especially to a world that tells us to focus on being the god of our own world. This world tells us that if we work hard enough we can do whatever we want to. This is not possible, for there are things in this world that we cannot control; variables that even the greatest mastermind could not plan for.
This world tells us to live for tomorrow. "Prepare for tomorrow so that you will be ready.","Tomorrow every thing will be better if you do the right things today". Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow.
I do not say that we should completely neglect the possibility of tomorrow and spend today in our selfishness. Living in such a manner is lifeless.
Today is what we have. Live today as though it was your last. Not as though you have no responsibility for it. But live in such a way as though you will be called to count tomorrow for what you have done today.
Worrying only gives us ulcers, migranes, and frustration in things we cannot control. Irresponsibility only gives us the pain of living with the mistakes we have made, and the life we have wasted.
Existence is a prerequisite to having joy--how can you have joy if you do not exist. However, existence does not warrant joy. Joy is found in true abundant life.
Existence does not warrant life either. By life I do not mean the functioning of mind and body. For it is possible to be living lifelessly. It is possible to live a life that leaves you unsatisfied and empty. You may consume any and every appealing substance, or participate in every appealing activity and still find yourself to be empty and unsatisfied. A lifeless life is one that is driven by questions. An abundant life is not one without questions, but the questions are not what drive the life. Rather the life drives the questions.
Is there time for occurrences such as these? A moment of prime opportunity?
Can both Place and Time coexist for optimum possibility? Is there a probability for the intersection of the two?
When and where? Are these not the questions that continue to plague the mind?
But are these the only two? For what question is more taunting than 'How?'
Yet these have no precedence where life is concerned. Indeed these are the questions that steal the attention away from true life. So often do we bother ourselves with the things we cannot control. And, in doing so, we spend more time worrying than we do living.
This is indeed not an easy teaching, especially to a world that tells us to focus on being the god of our own world. This world tells us that if we work hard enough we can do whatever we want to. This is not possible, for there are things in this world that we cannot control; variables that even the greatest mastermind could not plan for.
This world tells us to live for tomorrow. "Prepare for tomorrow so that you will be ready.","Tomorrow every thing will be better if you do the right things today". Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow.
I do not say that we should completely neglect the possibility of tomorrow and spend today in our selfishness. Living in such a manner is lifeless.
Today is what we have. Live today as though it was your last. Not as though you have no responsibility for it. But live in such a way as though you will be called to count tomorrow for what you have done today.
Worrying only gives us ulcers, migranes, and frustration in things we cannot control. Irresponsibility only gives us the pain of living with the mistakes we have made, and the life we have wasted.
Existence is a prerequisite to having joy--how can you have joy if you do not exist. However, existence does not warrant joy. Joy is found in true abundant life.
Existence does not warrant life either. By life I do not mean the functioning of mind and body. For it is possible to be living lifelessly. It is possible to live a life that leaves you unsatisfied and empty. You may consume any and every appealing substance, or participate in every appealing activity and still find yourself to be empty and unsatisfied. A lifeless life is one that is driven by questions. An abundant life is not one without questions, but the questions are not what drive the life. Rather the life drives the questions.
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