join the dave club

2007-06-28T12:35:00.000-07:00

a lot of my placement has been me trying to prove I can speak swedish (for jobfinding purposes), so I've had to loose all my fears and just say stuff that I hear...so I accidentally told someone to hold thier breath instead of holding thier ankle still when x-raying... and of course they did.
Last week my dad travelled up to Scotland and bought a house. my parents are moving there which is exciting and understandbly strange.
anyway, now at the end of my placement I know a lot more swedish, how to inject (into the vein) and have met some nice people which is all fun. but as my confidence grows, so do the mistakes and missunderstandings as I try more and more to have conversations using no english.

Sweden

2007-06-15T12:22:00.000-07:00

its been a long time since my last blog... hey

I'm trying to make it out here in Sweden. I am on placment in a city (town by UK standard) called Lund... i'd say its like a cambridge kinda university town with a super hospital... so I'm learning to do x-rays here, calling myself a nurse (coz thats what they are) and trying to speak as much swedish as I can coz I can't learn no other way fast... maybe the swedes are a little more serious coz I'm the only one laughing at the language mistakes I make... its a good thing i have a supervisor...this week I did my first injection of 'x-ray' contrast.
my head is so full stuff... but I'm having fun I'm hopeful...

thinkings

2007-04-21T16:20:00.000-07:00

With my x-ray/radiography degree coming to a soon end, the majority of my mind-space is filled with exciting future thoughts. most of them are dreams... I often have to wake up (I've been taking midday naps... its that time of the year) to the idea that it may be a huge nasty struggle to get there.
It's been my plan for 2 (and a half) of the past 3 of my degree years to not get 'stuck' (like trapped, or stagnated) in a 'radiography job'... but the bigger part of me wants to at least try it... probably coz of all these efforts to get me trained.so it fills me with a scary excitement filled odd feeling to go try it in Sweden (on placement) and possibly (God willing) as a job after.

hmm, placement schmacement, I got bigger reasons to be so excited to go...

...and who (other than God) knows what I should do and when. I feel like letting go of what I
want and doing what God wants is the best way to live my life. so I'll try that.

Sewing

2007-03-12T05:53:00.000-07:00

more used to me...

I don't feel that I should give up sewing just coz I suck at it... I feel like people are just a little too perlight to say it... anyway, Its enjoyable and its a new way of being creative and.... I'm not even that offended that Pete and Cherie don't know where the rabbit Emma and I made them went (the rabbit that started this new wave). But, I feel I have progressed since then. and I now understand that a rice filled rabbit made from a a wierd leathery material and a 'starburst' for a nose (which melthed onto petes pants when he accedentilly sat on it) is not really the most desired object for anyone. I'm trying to move forward from that... I may need a little help doing that... I just want a little honesty, coz maybe this is not just a phase you have to humour me through.

please excuse my spelling, I write enough academic stuff that I don't care right now about a spelling mistake on my blog.

David Henson

2007-02-18T14:47:00.000-08:00

the situation has been described to be like having a stroppy teenager in the house (that being me)... maybe its a hormonal imbalance ("Dave, is it that time of the month?"/"you shut your face, ok")... apparently (as jon snell 'man of fitness' says) the running I'm doing raises my levels of testosterone... and I need to go running in the attempt to get rid of the angst that racks me.

so i'm acting like a highly strung girl, and it lasting for-friggin-ever... maybe I'm love sick.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

2007-01-29T06:01:00.000-08:00

apologies... in the shadow of a looming 15 minuite presentation on personal and professional development (which I should look 'clean' for), i sat and played a song on my guitar to my friend Abdi... the atmosphere is zoned stress in pocket puffs (not literally pockets, I mean pockets as in flour lumps in a nasty savory stew), a guilty feeling is ever present with a half read radiological journal on the coffee table... nasty.

'Dave, I think for your personal development you need to learn the guitar'
'learn the guitar?'
'do you know what melodious is?'
'yeah'
'well, you havn't got that'

POO

2007-01-29T05:56:00.000-08:00

classes

2007-01-13T16:33:00.000-08:00

my classes are filled with predictively lengthy debates on how poor the management of the NHS is (in relation to radiology and how we 'get the rawist deal')... i just know that monday will come and the same stuff will go on until my page is filled with over/super/lapped/imposed doodles of folk with big mouths and rain clouds...

i was complimented on my facial hair growth today and im still waiting for itchy phase to pass. coz just like some draw eyes or hearts i always draw rain clouds varied with big mouths and then try and fit a lecturer around it.

how do I get there?

2007-01-07T10:26:00.000-08:00

'I don't know what I'm doing'... i remember when a 'I know what I'm doing' lookin lady said the same back to me... so i said "cool, so i'll survive"... and if someone back then showed me myself watching the Lejon Kungen (The Lion King) I would more then likely smile... what I learned was to give God the control (coz He sure knows what He's doing).

I still don't know what I'm doing... but I've watched Lejon Kungen and if someone was to show me what i'd be doing in a few years, I hope i'd smile again.

back...

2007-01-02T17:31:00.000-08:00

I'm back in bristol... my bags opened, clothes hanging out and i hope no-one minds that they block the hallway but I'm to tierd to unpack and my room is too small to for it... yeah, I'll fix it tomorrow.

Nightmare

2006-12-18T14:19:00.000-08:00

I walked into the staff room, served up a big spoonful of watery soup (with chunky veg and meat) onto my computer keyboard...
"Hey dave, good idea" the crowd said as they sat eating their soup off thier computer keyboards.
as the watery bit drained inbetween the keys leaving behind the chunky veg and meat i feared that this was the end of my computer. but in the back of my head i knew i'd made the right decision.
my friends told me about a bike shop:

"I stole this awesome bike from there and £5000 last night"
the following night I watched as they robbed this bike shop again... the next night i decided I'd go rob it too.
after a successful job i sat in my room with my stolen bike, clothing rack of fancy dress clothing(also stolen from the bike shop) and £10,000 and thought about how i'd explain this to my dad. I eventually decided to give the bike back but my friends where having to much fun trying on the fancy dress's.
from here on my dream became wierdly horrible (the ending being trying to get out the hospital full of mutant zombies).

this dream has a strong theme of giving into peer-pressure and it leaving me feeling bad. just coz everyone else is eating soup off thier computer keyboards and robbing a specific bike shop every night doesn't make it right... by joining in i was popular but was left with regret and a mess, a stolen bike and a broken computer and 'how do I explain this'.

end of placement

2006-12-15T13:52:00.000-08:00

everything is so far off distant... sitting on stairs as men in bathtowels pass by on thier way to and from bathrooms I hear about 'what you can remember to tell me' happenings from those i talk to on the phone... and sure, being given the microwave is nice and im sure that it was nice to see me... but i don't even need a microwave and aaa i don't want to sit on stairs, its starting to get to me.

so, in the end im glad im home... I did perfect the lateral ankle though...

2006-12-09T05:54:00.000-08:00

so... I walk in... she looks at me, she smiles and her eyes brighten up as she says "Oh! another curly haired... are you a boy or a girl?"

Hair pt. 7

2006-12-01T09:44:00.000-08:00

with tighter curls from a weeks worth of natural hair oils, i have no need to cut it

another blog about natural yoghurt

2006-12-01T09:34:00.000-08:00

after finishing breakfast i said my thank-ann's and was on my way out... and yeah, i like to think that its always good to try something twice, escicially when its something so volitile as homemade natural youghurt fresh out of the boiler cupboard.
so, sure I took a big bowel of the stuff back with me...

and its good this time!!

2006-11-19T09:49:00.000-08:00

well, i poured the yoghurt into the bin and thought that they probably would wonder why I used a bin to hurl into... and thinking further, it was a pretty obviuos statement to my landlady that i didn't enjoy her homemade natural yoghurt... so i left it there and added bits to it daily over the few days before 'bin day'.

thankfully its not likely that she'll ask me if i have a blog.

very natural yoghurt

2006-11-07T09:30:00.000-08:00

my landlady asked me if i like natural yoghurt, I said "YEAH"!!
it turns out she makes her own... so she bought out a big huge tub of the homemade stuff (i could smell the bacteria) and i took it away for consuming. its pourred like lumpy porridge but still, i had had had to eat it... i stopped trying to eat it after 2 tastes. the next morning it had grown, like a "soo-fay"... its like filled with heavy breathing bacteria.

hair pt 16

2006-11-01T06:04:00.000-08:00

well well, i finally that I gosta go and approach the superintendent about my hair...

"oh, its not that I don't like it, its lovely, I'm just worried that... you know, its a bit big... I also think the Swedes are a little conservitive, you can't go over there with hair like that..."

said from the best part of my memory with bits missing (not 100% accurate)

half way

2006-10-30T08:02:00.000-08:00

I'm half way through my truro placement... half of me is happily saying within my still well insulted head: "woah, half way already!!"... the other half is like "what?? 7 weeks, aaa"... and my head is a little too insultated and maybe i'll walk back home heat up some milk in the microwave and add cocoa powder and sugar on my bedroom floor and climb back into bed."
i easierly swing from one half to the other... i guess thats why i love skanking. i'm digging deftones right now.

i did my first 12 hour night shift on saturday which i enjoyed... I'm really lazy with my 'i's" which should be capatal (now thats spelt worng)... apologies. by 5am i think my sleepy casualness made a patient doubt my skills.

me here

2006-10-21T06:25:00.000-07:00

emma was super nice and visited me last 'weekishy' weekend. the superintendent was kind enough to give me a 4 day weekend for that reason. so after a stressy yet more than just ''ok you passed" assesment on how well i can manage the management of 2 x-ray rooms, me and emma journied up to bristol for a visit.
it was grand to see my house mates and friends and eat good non-microwaved food... mark your hair rocks, ben, im still shocked at your drawings...

it was strange (emotional) that it all ended... emma rocks, and again i was here doing x-rays. this week being different coz i have worked 4pm to 11pm.

charles (the guy i live with down here) escaped in the night and i found out at breakfast that he has left for good (or rather for bad). the landlady gave me a carton of orange juice to encourage me to store more things in the fridge.

my heart swelled with a feeling of deep love as i walked to the libary and thought 'Jesus died for me'. it did it again just now.

nearly 4 weeks in

2006-10-05T09:00:00.000-07:00

Nuclear Medicine is interesesting; there must be zillions of gamma rays flying out of all those patients waiting in the waiting area... but 'blah blah blah' maths. if i pick up a tub of icecream i'll have to eat it all straight off coz i got no freezer... and maybe the headaches & tierdness and mood swings are coz of my hair... and my diet isn't very varied either. hence why im craving icecream bad. i miss having a 'house'. aaaaaaa. well, my placement is going well (ive been getting lots of smiles and 'above required standards'), but it seems to have taken over my life... that makes me sad.

im sorry

hair pt. 7

2006-09-28T08:57:00.000-07:00

today i sat in the superintendents office for a chat about how i was doing so far on my placement with my link lecture-er.
she told me: "... and you need a haircut."

i think i need to talk some friggin' sence into them before i go to a barber.

life in a B&B

2006-09-16T07:36:00.000-07:00

this week has gone super fast. i feel like im nicely getting back into x-raying people and learning more difficult stuff. every morning i go down for breakfast (which is cooked for me) and out comes the huge 'family size' pot of tea... during the week the B&B is full of workmen, which means dirty breakfast conversations (which i haven't been joining in with). i don't think its wierd to think my life in truro is a bit odd.
i now have a microwave and fridge (which are my only cooking facilities).... by the time im out of here, i'll be a master of microwave cookings, maybe i could write a book. the landlady was kind enough to give me the key to the part of the house with a pay-telephone and the telephone number for it (even though she said she wouldn't when i first arrived) when i told her about emma and please can i have it!!

truro is pretty.

truro

2006-09-14T10:33:00.000-07:00

its sometimes hard to keep up the enthusasm (which begins genuine) when the radiographer you are working with looks like they would rather die then be x-raying someone.the head of the radiology department told us students to keep smiling to the radiographers.
i live in the basement of a big house with a large 36 year old man.

i am very very happy to be here, im looking forward to going to truro vineyard and meeting new people (the above are the negitives).

down

2006-09-08T11:25:00.000-07:00

with 2 days of classes of being told whats going to be making up "the busiest and most stressful year of our study" and 1 day left until i move down to truro for my 14week 'we don't have a microwave for you yet' placement, i think its natural to feel down.

not even a friggin' fridge either!!

new house

2006-09-04T12:24:00.000-07:00

im all moved in and living in my new house in bristol. its decorated wierdly, a lot sqitzaphrenic but i have an ubandance of self space and my bed dosn't sqeek everytime i move.
with mark growing a fine afro, in which i see a truely superior potential that has made me feel like "the father who is living out his dreams through his child", im always asking him to fluff it up and stuff. i aim to stop that.
im sitting on the stairs which is the only communal place i can get internet signal. it feels a little arkward but whatever.

i wish i had a far more passionate interest in the current prostate cancer screening methods... that would help motivate me to do something about my distertation... otherwise, like abdi said "they'll be like 'wheres dave'... 'oh hes collecting papers on the street, hes gone crazy" (from leaving things to the last minuite)

emma

2006-09-03T13:42:00.000-07:00

emma rocks, amoungst the many many cool things about her she does cool photos: check out her photos at http://www.flickr.com/photos/20275885@N00/

X-rays in Sweden

2006-08-29T09:44:00.000-07:00

today Heidi (emmas flatmate) who works as an 'under nurse' at the hospital asked me if i'd like to visit the x-ray department to see what going down. i was interested to see it coz in sweden they don't have radiographers but 'x-ray nurses'... i know the training is much different.

so i went there, and they stuck me in a uniform and i spent 2 hours helping them with thier patients and talkin about working in sweden... i looks very similar to being a english radiographer.

2006-08-23T07:23:00.000-07:00

its raining heavy. ive seen the yeah yeah yeahs and danced to a shockingly bad ska/regae/trash band but had fun. it was like, 20 people on stage, and it was kinda messy. they had some guys just up there looking awkward and 1 guggy with a box that went 'boosh' when he it against his chest.
im staying with emmas pastor, and eating nice breakfasts. my parents come tomorrow for thier swedish visit... i didn't mention, im in Sweden...again.

2006-08-17T12:25:00.000-07:00

ooo boy, im tierd, it suddenly came on me and feels like my inner head deflated. my eyes are now watering with the constant need for a yawn.

work .pt2

2006-08-16T04:06:00.000-07:00

my dream last night was - i was walking down the street (posting books) when a car drove past but the driver was asleep... i ran and shouted and half closed my eyes as the car headed towards a house... the driver woke up and stopped before hitting the house.
she was young and had blood and puss and gloopy green bile soaked bandages wrapped around her abdomen arm and hand... and it stank. i asked her if she had seen a doctor, she said no. so i offered to take her to the hospital... we climbed into the car opened the windows wide and she directed me to a doctors surgury... i got a little suspicious to why she had directed me there coz it was late and everybody knows that it was going to be closed... she was like "oh my, look, its closed, oh shame lets go home"... i was like "no way, im taking you to A&E"
so we walked back to the car and she began taking her bandages off... it was then that i rememebered that i had herd about her condition before... it was a disease and highly contajus. she was trying to infect me!!! so i ran to the car but had no time to get in as she tryed to shove her pussy biley hand in my mouth.
i then ran down the street shouting "WA WA WA WA WA" but she had got in my car and was catching up to me fast!!! i knew i was about to ooze puss and bile and stuff soon! then i woke up, turned the lights on and sat scared for a bit.

work

2006-08-14T12:33:00.000-07:00

I'm waay nasty dazed achy and so tierd... i feel i learnt something new about myself today... by choice i worked 11 hours. i guess if i want something done i just get on with doing doing doing it. and people have said im laid back... well i will be that when im done with this. for now im trying to keep my attention up so i don't do something stupid.

BEEEEEDD...

oh dear

2006-08-13T08:49:00.000-07:00

today, aaa i got so many more books left to deliver aa aaaa,... i had a little but so so nice birthday meal last night, i got a book on how to illustrate kids books, the kooks, a picture frame (which i stuck a emma in ooo ooo, makes me feel cheesy but ooo ooo oh dear)
emma said "your taste is like a butt"... which was a little shocking to me. she explained that its a swedish phrase meaning that just like a butt, my taste is divided... nice nice nice.

http://www.myspace.com/kingafrica

Job

2006-08-10T12:07:00.000-07:00

well, today i started my job. my job is posting Thomson phone books in letter boxes... i have 3 routes.
today was 'pick up' day... but i had no car (not back from MOT)... so my dad being nice and stuff drove me there during his lunch break.
it turned out that it was good that my car wasn't avalible and my dad was there... there was a huge magnitude of A LOT of books. it took me and my dad 3 trips (big car & trailer) to collect all the books which im roughly guessing without much thinking would take me 20 trips in my mini. things like that make me smile coz at first i was annoyed that i didn't have my car, but now i glad i didn't.
the dining room is now full of books, and my dad had to have a very very long lunch break.

Thomson local phone books used to have a cat as thier trademark... i guess they figured out that people might take more attention of thier book if they use a woman in a cat suit as thier trademark.

i like this job so far, its interesting seeing peoples houses, gardens and letter boxes... a smiley old lady said "I don't need one"
"are you sure"
"yes, im sure, i'll never use it"
"ok"
"ok"..."ok"..."ok"..."ok, go on then i'll have one"
this made me smile.

Heaven

2006-08-08T14:38:00.000-07:00

these are just thoughts...

I herd that when married people get to heaven, they are no longer married...

so does that mean my parents won't be my parents? and my brothers aaa, but i like having brothers!! (other types of unique relationships)

and, adam and eve had a 'special relationship with each other' while still having a perfect relationship with God in the garden of eden... isn't that the way God made us? isn't that going to in heaven?

and if thats true... is there any point in man and woman in heaven (will we all be one sex?)... there is no need for "it is not good for man to be alone"(the bible)...

ok, im sure whatever its gonna be rad.

language

2006-08-08T12:49:00.000-07:00

learning a new language is not all about replacing english words with foriegn words but a whole different way of speaking, structuring, wording, phrasing... i guess once i get into it all, i can choice ones again how i want to speak!

"Finns det någonting man kan göra där ute på landet?" meaning "is there anything one can do there out on the countryside?" ... sounds a little posh! so i guess i need to think posh before i translate my english when speaking swedish.

2006-08-03T06:53:00.000-07:00

its a case of washing it, letting it dry and then a light 'fluffup' on the sides and front. but you need to be patient, and a little corshus.

Radiography, Cartoons and stuff

2006-08-03T03:55:00.000-07:00

every hospital is a little different, the BRI is like a digitised, computerised production line... touch-screen button pushing and 'why do i need a degree to do this job??'... which is far from the idea i had of cranking knobs, darkrooms, chemicals and emerging with a first time quality image from all my proir hard head thinking!

Mike first taught me how to draw the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (they gave me the courage to try pizza)... and since then people have been wondering why I did sciency subjects and radiography insted of arty stuff... well! even though radiography has kinda disapointed me, i still see myself wanting to help people, and although i don't think i'm a 'super amazing' cartoonist/artist, i don't feel i need to go to college to learn it (but if i could, i would love love love to, im sure it would help me so much... maybe one day!!!)... so um there. thanks to anyone who has encouraged me with my drawings.

Hair (pt. 3)

2006-07-31T09:46:00.000-07:00

When I was 15, me and my mop haired friend (adem) started growing our hair. I had no idea that my hair would curl and form an afro (it was straight when it was short). Adem introduced me to At The Drive-In and so then I had no worries about having an afro.
While I was on placement (i know this is a long time ago but in the agnsty state I am in now, I'm thinking back on moments like this)... as i was stuffing my hair into a surgical cap before going into theatre (to x-ray) one of the surgical nurses said (under his breath just loud enough so i could hear) "white man's afro"

... huh?? Was he emplying that i was 'trying' to be black?? by purposely afro-ing my hair?? like i should chop off my naturally afro forming hair coz it only belongs on a black person. aaa, GOSH,

Nyponsoppa

2006-07-30T11:08:00.000-07:00

I found a box of nyponsoppa (rosebud soup) in the back of the cupboard. I had bought it back from Sweden waay back, long time ago. A gift for my parents... they claim to never have found the right occasion to have it, whereas I'm finding that every occasion in good for nyponsoppa. I enjoy it with vanilla icecream; anytime (I just had some).
My mom has a never ending list of chores, I've gotten away with not sweeping the front doorstep yet but 'dang', I feel so guilty... and everytime i close my eyes i see my art drawn better...another thing that is nice is that we found some of my brother Mike's A-level artwork and now thats on display in prominant parts of the house.

this picture rocks; Self Portrait: By Mike Henson

nightmare

2006-07-26T13:18:00.000-07:00

i had a dream a killer man was killing people and then suddenly i found myself in the kitchen with him!! with his sharpened cheese knife in his hand and his curly afro hair (sounds a bit like me) he edged towards me.
i (with no effort) took the cheese knife off him and stabbed him... it was like stabbing a sofa, no blood just stuffing (he was clearly not a normal human)... so he died. falling down softly (by now he was acctually a stuffed doll).

emma says no-one will ever try and kill me. i really hope not

needing of job

2006-07-26T12:52:00.000-07:00

I'm needing a job (is that bad english usage/gramma?), so without a job - i haven't been doing much... it been mostly frustrating. I figured out that the addictive part of muesli is the sugar, so i'm enjoying sugar-free muesli (without the grim consequences of eating to much)... a cheaper type of natural yogurt is better preffered. wenslydale cheese and 'Mrs Balls' Chutney makes mm mmm mm tasty lunches. tomorrow i might have a job...

tierd

2006-07-12T05:59:00.000-07:00

I was up and awake and having breakfast at 2:15 this morning. so today I've been climbing back into bed again and again for wierd dreams in short sleeps to help stop the dizzy tierd feeling inside my head.
My head is full of a random repeating swedish phrase: "vilken ar din favorit glas? vilken ar din favorit glas? (what is your favorite icecream?)..."

and now i will start my disertation on prostate cancer screening!

Brighton

2006-07-09T08:27:00.000-07:00

Yesturday me and emma went down to Brighton and met up with Swedish friends visiting from Sweden. We had fun, and they asked lots of questions like: "why do the english wrap every single cheese slice in a plastic wrapper? "... hmm, i guess we just don't care about the environment as much. I hope I represented all you UKish well, even if im not big into football.

the best thing is that it feels like the sea and landy bits inbetween England and Sweden has got a little bit smaller.

car

2006-07-06T13:45:00.000-07:00

My mom decided to organise all the family's photos. We saw a photo from back when i started uni of me inside my mini. we all said "oooooo", and gazed longinly at the nicely bright and shiny red car. A feeling jumped into emma, she really really REALLY wanted to clean and shinify my car. sure, i wanted to clean it too... but maybe take a few breaks and forget the bits no-one can see.

so we made ice tea and my car shiney then i cut emma's hair.

jon

2006-07-04T06:18:00.000-07:00

jon makes nice websites and tasty food

cows

2006-06-26T11:46:00.000-07:00

the wierd thing was when we found a buncha cows. seeing us they started running away, so we followed them...emma feeling so so confidently cow supieror and me, well, i just felt bad for being so cow scary...suddenly they turned on us!!
we ran as fast as we could, dived into the car and blood curdlingly screamed out of that place (ok, they stopped chasing long time before we calmly drove away), my finger swelled up and my face reacted becameing itchy and blotchy...

today i finally gave into emma wanting to buy me a new deodorant.

tack emma, nu luktar jag gott.

Sweden is a nice place

2006-06-19T07:49:00.000-07:00

nice sweet sunny pine trees, making smelling the air a joy.
swimming in a lake, canooing after icecream (i like the icecream), swedish words of the day.

im staying with emma and her family in småland, a very beatiful part of sweden.
we went to a wedding, nice people... thats where i had my swedish conversation. they had 2 vikings which fasinated me as they taught us how to sword fight and throw axes like real vikings (nah, i didnt understand what they where saying)... it was a very cool and orignial wedding party activity.

24hr protection

2006-06-10T09:43:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow is the beginning of my journying to Sweden, and i'm only half way through my 'buy one get one free' oldman-0 ali-metallic smelling deodorant (which i was using last time i was in Sweden). I promised myself that I'd only buy a nice smelling deoderant when Im done with these one's. well well well... its not what you smell like anyway.

Something Learnt

2006-06-09T06:52:00.000-07:00

It seems that a lot of ‘about to happens’, start with a crazy mixed confused feeling and so so many aaaa’s!!! Its like this period is a waiting thing, for me to realise something. Something like my need for more than myself to deal with it.
So I’m there, talking to someone about something that has messy confused me enough to be talking about it.
And all this is maybe to teach me that I need more than just me, I need people, I need God to talk through people. and I’m just grateful (really grateful) that God even cares enough. I love Him.

this is now a nice memory of how I learnt something… and God was there amongst it all.

Summer Sleepiness

2006-06-05T11:53:00.000-07:00

The sun is out shineing and making me so so sleepy. If I think, then yes, my head gets uncomfortabley hot and the wind can't reach the deeper scalp areas to remove the still stale air trapped there. and maybe that creates the warm nestly 'I want to climb up into my hair and sleep' feeling.

I'm going to stick my head in a sink of cold water coz I got work to do.

Natural Yogurt

2006-06-02T11:35:00.000-07:00

after digging the suggestion that yogurt is a super alternative to milk with muesli, i bought a big tub of natural yougurt... and sure, i knew before buying it that i'm a big big fan... the tub didn't last long. and i haven't yet tried it with muesli... in fact, i'm staying away from muesli because of the way it made me feel (oh but it was good). now i'm just eating natural yogurt (i saw they sell them in bigger tubs too)... and honey.

its true that too much of anything is not good.

Exam pt2

2006-05-30T11:46:00.000-07:00

I came out of my exam ok pleased, thinking that it wasn't at all bad... no one I've spoken to feels the same (even the brainy geeks of the class).
maybe I'm super clever, or maybe I answered the questions wrong.

2006-05-26T09:02:00.000-07:00

I'm a little stressed. mood swings, and most of my time trying to understand why.
it feels like being reminded that I can't control the life things in my life (mood, work, exams, relationships and my hair)... then I look back and realise that I was only feeling in control for 1 day before, and the day before that I was just a little less than a mess.

Giving the control to God is the difficult bit and I'm too self-controlled to smash stuff up..

Skulls Skulls Skulls

2006-05-24T10:19:00.000-07:00

Today I practised x-raying abdi's head at general hospital. This was after a mock. i realised that all my exams this year are going to be open-ended unspecific questions worth few marks and less than no time to finish them.
aaa, & i'd like a little thinking time...

i cut my time for x-raying a single head down to 2-3 minuites!! sweet.

Exam

2006-05-22T14:16:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow morning I have an exam... Tonight I have a wierd feeling of excitement. I guess it's because I've been waiting for it for so long.
all day I've been searching for a meaningful answer to why I should not revise, now I finally found it...I need to sleep.
that makes me happy!

Hmm...

2006-05-19T04:25:00.000-07:00

I’ve always been a little paranoid about the impression I give… ever since my A-level photography teacher and also most of the class were surprised to hear that I don’t take drugs… the yearbook comment from the teacher was "you are one of the most unique students I’ve ever taught."
When being put on report for poor grades, my head of house’s advice to me was "you need to spend more time in the library instead of getting stoned at the back of the car park".
More recently the superintendent of my 2nd year placement said that I appear to be somewhere else, far away… I got annoyed when she started to say that I’m probably thinking about girls and what I’m going to wear tonight!

2006-05-17T14:43:00.000-07:00

I love emma

A Link In

2006-05-15T10:41:00.000-07:00

It's friggin' sweet when hannah, (who is into the band that I've wanted to listen to for long time) lends me thier album... yeah, I'm borrowing Yeah Yeah Yeahs... lovely

Napping

2006-05-13T07:46:00.000-07:00

I seem to be going back to over-sleeping. I love dreaming... I've been told that you dream more when you sleep in the light. something like: the light goes in through your eyelids to your eyes so you can see your dreams. What-ever, it works.

Yesturday and today I've been getting bored with revising, so I've been napping with my blinds open and the hope that I'll dream something nice... I guess you can call this escapism. maybe thats why old people sleep so much, & yeah, I'm sure there is a big load of other reasons too.

I wake up even more spaced out then normal. I can't really say its worth it.

Muesli

2006-05-10T11:32:00.000-07:00

I'm not a big muesli fan. I bought a big bag of musesli 2 days ago. I thought -I'm not going to over eat this. Therefore it'll last a long time, meaning I'll save money.
yesturday morning I woke up to have my first bowl. It leaded onto me having 5 bowls and using nearly all my milk.
today i'm still feeling like that stuff has gotta come out of me... I was told coffee helps with the problems, so I had a coffee already made for the 2 bowls I had today.

Hair

2006-05-08T07:26:00.000-07:00

I think that every time I cut my hair I get a little more too confident. My current method is combing my hair up to full volume and waving a large pair of scissors around the surface. today I cut a few clumps off of about 2 inches amoungst a whole lot more. I guess the reason I cut my hair so often is my mistakes become obvious after time.

the last time i cut my hair, i showed emma, who fell on the floor with laughter and had to quickly run to the toilet... dang!

My First Blog Entry Ever!!!

2006-05-06T10:54:00.000-07:00

So, last night I had a dream. I was moving into a new house which included a room mate. It was a tiny small room with a single bunk bed. As I entered the room I found my room mate was huge fat, spent all his time in the room and didn't like wearing any clothes... upset, I went to the kitchen to make some noodles.

the evening before, I was talking to emma about how people in hospital seem keen to get naked, then i watched 2 episodes of lost.