Sunday, February 20, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Gum!
Gum. It is a great device that we all know and love. Give it to someone who has putrid breath, and it will become more bearable. It freshens breath and controls your appetite. Some types of gum also clean your teeth. Some change colors. Others change flavors.
What will happen next in the gum world? I have no idea. They come up with some pretty unique flavors. The worst flavor I have ever tasted is strawberry shortcake. Yuck. The best flavor is "Mint with herbal extract" from Dentyne. Yum.
I usually give gum to people with stinky breath that I have to talk to for a substantial amount of time. I don't want to be rude but seriously brush your teeth!!!!!!! It is great!
Gum keeps my mind off of food so it is more bearable to starve during the day when I am at school. Hah gum is great!
What will happen next in the gum world? I have no idea. They come up with some pretty unique flavors. The worst flavor I have ever tasted is strawberry shortcake. Yuck. The best flavor is "Mint with herbal extract" from Dentyne. Yum.
I usually give gum to people with stinky breath that I have to talk to for a substantial amount of time. I don't want to be rude but seriously brush your teeth!!!!!!! It is great!
Gum keeps my mind off of food so it is more bearable to starve during the day when I am at school. Hah gum is great!
One more thing...
I know the church is true and I love the gospel! It is such a great blessing to know that there is a spirit world and that my dad is doing work on the other side! I know that Joseph Smith is a true prophet and he died for truth. I know that Jesus is the christ and I am so thankful that he died for each and every one of us. I am thankful to know that my sins are forgiven when I take the sacrament.
I know my family is together forever.
I know my family is together forever.
How People Change
So this post is going to be about myself and how I have changed through a year. So I was reading and I found this post called “Death and what not” and it talks about how there are good and bad things about death and how I am scared of dying and just stuff like that… It was written on September 9, 2009, before my dad died. I just can’t believe that I wrote this stuff. I know that there are good and bad things about dying, but I can’t believe that I was afraid to die. I am not afraid to die. I would rather die than live sometimes. I think what bothers me about dying is not the dying part, but having the person gone physically and grieving.
Here is the post that I was talking about:
Death and What Not
Well I was on Facebook and I saw a stupid little quiz about how and when I will die and It just got me thinking about how wonderful and terrible death is. I want to point out some things about death and how it can be good and bad. I think that death is very scary. I have been trying to get my mind off of it, but ever since my Grandpa died, I always will think about it. It is very terrifying to me. So I have tried to think of some good things about death; One of the good things about death is that you don’t have to worry about anything ever again. Everything will go well when you die. You won’t have to yell at stupid people on the road, or worry about your dog getting out. You don’t have to worry about wars. You don’t have to even worry about dying because you have already died. But another good thing about death is that you get to be with your family that has already passed on. I think this is a wonderful thing.
There are a lot of bad things about death. Like not being able to taste your favorite food or listen to your favorite song. You won’t be with the people that you left until they die. I think that my family that have died miss us very much. I think there is just as much sorrow on the other side as there is on Earth. I do know that I will be able to live with my family forever because my mother and father were sealed in the temple for time and all eternity. I think that is a very stress relieving saying. I know that I will be able to see my grandparents and my cat and my fishes and even my aunt that I never even met! I am so happy for this, and that is just another reason on why death is good.
I sometimes never want to die. I don’t think I will ever fully get over my fear, but each day I am trying.
I like all the things we don’t have to worry about after we die. It is really true, we only really worry about our family members and their welfare. But when we die, we won’t have to worry about paying the bills, waking up on time, cleaning the floors, dying your hair, doing your makeup, ETC. The list is endless. And don’t get me started on the laundry and dishes… So excited to have that chore go away.
I don’t like how I said I didn’t want to die. Wow, was I naive or what? I guess that is what I mean about people changing. Events change people. My dad died, and I’m not scared to go.
But you know what? The good things about death, out weigh the bad. It is the grieving that sucks. Ugh. And don’t even get me started about the last part of that post. I want to die everyday. Or get hurt super badly so I can have a near-death experience. I am really trying to like my life. I like to breathe. That is good. But I don’t like waking up in the morning and realizing that I have to go on another day with out my dad. I am a daddy’s girl. Well, I am sorry to depress you with that post. I had to get it out there.
Here is the post that I was talking about:
Death and What Not
Well I was on Facebook and I saw a stupid little quiz about how and when I will die and It just got me thinking about how wonderful and terrible death is. I want to point out some things about death and how it can be good and bad. I think that death is very scary. I have been trying to get my mind off of it, but ever since my Grandpa died, I always will think about it. It is very terrifying to me. So I have tried to think of some good things about death; One of the good things about death is that you don’t have to worry about anything ever again. Everything will go well when you die. You won’t have to yell at stupid people on the road, or worry about your dog getting out. You don’t have to worry about wars. You don’t have to even worry about dying because you have already died. But another good thing about death is that you get to be with your family that has already passed on. I think this is a wonderful thing.
There are a lot of bad things about death. Like not being able to taste your favorite food or listen to your favorite song. You won’t be with the people that you left until they die. I think that my family that have died miss us very much. I think there is just as much sorrow on the other side as there is on Earth. I do know that I will be able to live with my family forever because my mother and father were sealed in the temple for time and all eternity. I think that is a very stress relieving saying. I know that I will be able to see my grandparents and my cat and my fishes and even my aunt that I never even met! I am so happy for this, and that is just another reason on why death is good.
I sometimes never want to die. I don’t think I will ever fully get over my fear, but each day I am trying.
I like all the things we don’t have to worry about after we die. It is really true, we only really worry about our family members and their welfare. But when we die, we won’t have to worry about paying the bills, waking up on time, cleaning the floors, dying your hair, doing your makeup, ETC. The list is endless. And don’t get me started on the laundry and dishes… So excited to have that chore go away.
I don’t like how I said I didn’t want to die. Wow, was I naive or what? I guess that is what I mean about people changing. Events change people. My dad died, and I’m not scared to go.
But you know what? The good things about death, out weigh the bad. It is the grieving that sucks. Ugh. And don’t even get me started about the last part of that post. I want to die everyday. Or get hurt super badly so I can have a near-death experience. I am really trying to like my life. I like to breathe. That is good. But I don’t like waking up in the morning and realizing that I have to go on another day with out my dad. I am a daddy’s girl. Well, I am sorry to depress you with that post. I had to get it out there.
Death and my feelings.
I told my mother that I liked being around dead people today. I don't mind it. They can't hurt you. I like going to funerals because it reminds me of my own mortality. It makes me wonder about life. I like going to cemeteries because they are so peaceful. There is something about walking through a cemetery that is so wonderful. I like to view the names and dates and think about my life.
I don't care about what you do in your spare time, talk about something cool.
Well today is a boring day because I am just so tired. I am so excited that this weekend is long. I am not going to bore everyone and say everything that I am going to do. I don’t think anyone cares what I do unless it applies to them directly. Isn’t that true? I guess it is. Because I don’t really care what anyone else does. It is a huge waste of time writing about everything you did, why don’t you do some more stuff instead of writing about it. Now, I am not by any means telling you not to write down things that you do. It is important to write down things that you have done so you can remember it when you look back. BUT, don’t write every aspect of your life.
Here is an example: Today I woke up and I looked like a mess! I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I then did the mouth wash rinse. It felt soo good! Then I got dressed and did my hair. My mom drove me to school and I went to first period, then I went to seminary, and then I went to english and wrote about colors. And then I went to math and went home after that.
HOW BORING IS THAT!? That is why I don’t like facebook sometimes. I don’t care what you do, write something interesting! Today in english we did talk about color. It is very interesting to see what all the colors meant. There is a website called www.mariaclaudiacortes.com It explains colors and their meanings. It also has the meanings in different cultures and countries around the world. I really think that everyone should go on this website and learn more.
I guess I am not a very good blogger because I like to talk about different things other than myself. Blogging is like a journal, not a informational website. But I really like to talk about this stuff! So I guess it also makes me a good blogger because it keeps it interesting and cool. I am sorry that I write so much. I am just so curious about things and when I look stuff up on the internet, I like to talk about my feelings on the subject! Oh and sorry about my rant above. I just get so irritated with some people who only talk about themselves and complain a lot. I think I should probably rant more often to get my feelings out.
Here is an example: Today I woke up and I looked like a mess! I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I then did the mouth wash rinse. It felt soo good! Then I got dressed and did my hair. My mom drove me to school and I went to first period, then I went to seminary, and then I went to english and wrote about colors. And then I went to math and went home after that.
HOW BORING IS THAT!? That is why I don’t like facebook sometimes. I don’t care what you do, write something interesting! Today in english we did talk about color. It is very interesting to see what all the colors meant. There is a website called www.mariaclaudiacortes.com It explains colors and their meanings. It also has the meanings in different cultures and countries around the world. I really think that everyone should go on this website and learn more.
I guess I am not a very good blogger because I like to talk about different things other than myself. Blogging is like a journal, not a informational website. But I really like to talk about this stuff! So I guess it also makes me a good blogger because it keeps it interesting and cool. I am sorry that I write so much. I am just so curious about things and when I look stuff up on the internet, I like to talk about my feelings on the subject! Oh and sorry about my rant above. I just get so irritated with some people who only talk about themselves and complain a lot. I think I should probably rant more often to get my feelings out.
Getting Gross at Work.
So I have been watching House lately and it is my favorite show and he is one of my tv heroes. I wish I could say things to people like he does. He says what’s on his mind.
Enough of that, I am doing an internship at a vet clinic by my school. Yesterday was my third day there. I go every Tuesday, Friday, and Saturday. I do a lot of cleaning. I clean every room after an animal comes in and I clean tools after they are used. I sweep and mop, I hep with holding the animals and bringing them to their owners after the procedure is done. Last Saturday,I assisted in getting a radiograph of a dog. A radiograph is an x-ray. I put on a lead apron because of the radiation that can harm you. Then I had to help them position the dog. The dog was so cute and soo good! (she was sedated) I had to sit with the dog in the dark when they were processing the film. It turned out that the dog’s leg was sprained. It was a very good experience to help that dog. I felt as if I was worthwhile. Yesterday was really, really fun. I started off cleaning dental supplies. This was very tedious work. But then I got to wipe dye off of a cute little schnauzer’s fur. Her name was Dora. She was in an incubator and she peed all over, so I had to grab her, put her in her cage, and wipe her off and spray her good. Because of her weight, I had to put her against me, and I got pee all over my scrubs. But I was glad to help her. She couldn’t help it, she had a tooth extraction!
There was another dog that had all of his teeth, but 4 pulled out. Ouch. I had to help him too. It was my first time giving the animals to their parents. It was cool to see their faces when I came out with their babies. Very rewarding. So after that, a tiny, brown Chihuahua came in. It was in for a vaccination and a check up. Now, a thermometer goes in the butt of an animal. This is not a comfortable thing. It was my first time sticking it up there! I put lubricant on the thermometer and stuck it in her bum, and the dog was so good! I was so impressed. Then we had to sand down her nails and I had to hold her. The dust of her nails smelled like belly button juice. Yuck. And that was all. I get dirty a lot at my internship. I like it. It’s rewarding and it gives me something to talk about!
Enough of that, I am doing an internship at a vet clinic by my school. Yesterday was my third day there. I go every Tuesday, Friday, and Saturday. I do a lot of cleaning. I clean every room after an animal comes in and I clean tools after they are used. I sweep and mop, I hep with holding the animals and bringing them to their owners after the procedure is done. Last Saturday,I assisted in getting a radiograph of a dog. A radiograph is an x-ray. I put on a lead apron because of the radiation that can harm you. Then I had to help them position the dog. The dog was so cute and soo good! (she was sedated) I had to sit with the dog in the dark when they were processing the film. It turned out that the dog’s leg was sprained. It was a very good experience to help that dog. I felt as if I was worthwhile. Yesterday was really, really fun. I started off cleaning dental supplies. This was very tedious work. But then I got to wipe dye off of a cute little schnauzer’s fur. Her name was Dora. She was in an incubator and she peed all over, so I had to grab her, put her in her cage, and wipe her off and spray her good. Because of her weight, I had to put her against me, and I got pee all over my scrubs. But I was glad to help her. She couldn’t help it, she had a tooth extraction!
There was another dog that had all of his teeth, but 4 pulled out. Ouch. I had to help him too. It was my first time giving the animals to their parents. It was cool to see their faces when I came out with their babies. Very rewarding. So after that, a tiny, brown Chihuahua came in. It was in for a vaccination and a check up. Now, a thermometer goes in the butt of an animal. This is not a comfortable thing. It was my first time sticking it up there! I put lubricant on the thermometer and stuck it in her bum, and the dog was so good! I was so impressed. Then we had to sand down her nails and I had to hold her. The dust of her nails smelled like belly button juice. Yuck. And that was all. I get dirty a lot at my internship. I like it. It’s rewarding and it gives me something to talk about!
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Why Do People Blog?
I came upon this question today and I am going to attempt to answer it. Why do people blog? Some responses to this question on the internet were:
1. To have a voice.
2. Some people use it as a journal.
3. To create popularity.
Okay so there are 3 valid answers to my question. But why do people do it? Nobody is going to care about my old cat and my cute dogs. Nobody cares if I am having a bad day or what my favorite color is.
I guess what I’m trying to say is I blog for myself. For my feelings. Sure, some people may read it and think “wow, this girl is strange” or “she has no life” But I am going to use this blog to document the events in my life. So my future children will have something of mine to look at. Because to tell you the truth… I really hate writing in my journal. It is torture to me. That is why I blog.
Why do you blog?
Is it to gain popularity? Because this really shouldn’t be a stupid popularity game. Blogging isn’t High School.
1. To have a voice.
2. Some people use it as a journal.
3. To create popularity.
Okay so there are 3 valid answers to my question. But why do people do it? Nobody is going to care about my old cat and my cute dogs. Nobody cares if I am having a bad day or what my favorite color is.
I guess what I’m trying to say is I blog for myself. For my feelings. Sure, some people may read it and think “wow, this girl is strange” or “she has no life” But I am going to use this blog to document the events in my life. So my future children will have something of mine to look at. Because to tell you the truth… I really hate writing in my journal. It is torture to me. That is why I blog.
Why do you blog?
Is it to gain popularity? Because this really shouldn’t be a stupid popularity game. Blogging isn’t High School.
TODAY WAS BAD.
So today was just great... not. Our water was out all day due to a frozen pipe. I haven't brushed my teeth, taken a shower, or drank water in about 10 hours. I hate this. And to top it off... my dad died a year ago today. This is horrible.
I miss him so much, I would do anything to see him again. No one understands how bad I hurt. Everyday. It won't ever end!
I guess if it breaks your heart, it is good, because you are actually feeling something. I would rather feel this way then feel nothing.
I love my parents so much!
-Peace.
I miss him so much, I would do anything to see him again. No one understands how bad I hurt. Everyday. It won't ever end!
I guess if it breaks your heart, it is good, because you are actually feeling something. I would rather feel this way then feel nothing.
I love my parents so much!
-Peace.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
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