New Year's Resolution

The problem with new year's resolutions is that we make one that is considerably difficult to achieve and then go cold turkey.

So I'm going to set the bar low-- no complaining.

Recently
I've had an episode with pain; and here's what I learned-- pain means
you're alive, and the moment you stop feeling pain is when you're
either juiced up with anesthesia, high on drugs, drunk, or worse DEAD.

I got PWNED

Well, not exactly me; just my wisdom tooth. 

    So I have been contemplating the event way before last week, and I knew it was going to hurt, bad; but what really happened was not what I expected.  Tension and anxiety have been building to make a terrible combination as I asked around if it really does hurt.  Well, I got the answer, and it was not what I was looking for.  It would hurt real bad, and I would have to spend nights of hunger and pain; but really that's for another blog.

    There I was, sitting on the patient's chair all juiced up with anesthesia, the dentist was drilling away at the horizontally impacted tooth.  At the back of my mind it was like some sort of mission control from a very cheesy sci-fi flick. 

All systems normal-- no pain felt, yet. 

    So everything went without pain until the first attempt to remove my tooth.  The dentist tried to lift the tooth; but then lost grip on the tooth, then the worst happened-- the tooth turned over. 

Houston, we are experiencing some tremors but all systems are still go.

    Then I felt it-- pain.  Little did I know that I would be in for more pain since the tooth was rather thick and the dentist would have a hard time cutting through it.

Houston, there's been a hull breach and ---*static*

    Now the dentist had to work from scratch and start drilling the other side of my tooth.

    So after five painful failed attempts, a broken high-speed drill, 6 shots of anesthesia, some tears, and a whole lot of PAIN, I finally rejoiced with a very loud "amen". (!)

    Sometimes, when something clings to you, whether unwanted or not, it hurts when it is suddenly, forcibly removed.  That was just a tooth, what if it was something with much more sentimental value?

    Maybe it's just me but it did hurt a lot.  No offense meant to the dentist as she is very much qualified to do what she does, and I have faith in her skillz. :D

    One out, three to go. :(

Hi it's me, your resident complainant reporting.

I was wondering, is this true?

computer_games++ = IQ--

OK, for those who don't understand, it means for every time you play computer games your IQ goes down.

So, whaddya think?

Dude, I've become emo---ish. :P

Disclaimer: extremely emotional article.  Don't say I didn't warn you.

I know what you're thinking.  "You definitely don't look the part."

Well, I'm not in it for a fashion statement and I definitely don't plan to look the part.  I just feel like going emo, if there is such a term.

I've been feeling estranged and melancholic which ironically is targeted towards myself.  I've been a fool, a demented utter greedy impetuous fool.

I can't seem to shake the feeling that something is definitely missing, in my life, in my heart.

Loneliness, my ever unwanted companion, is a shadow vigilantly bent towards mocking me.

There are so many different parts I have to show to different people that it has come to a point that I've been tagged with so many typecasts with different circles of friends.

So many friends, yet so much loneliness.

I've a long week ahead.

Yup, it's exam week.  Which means I may not be able to post anything until Sunday.  Whether that should mean anything to you remains to be seen. :P

Today has been a day of discoveries.

I discovered that I may actually have what it takes to lead, although I'm totally against the idea of leading people.  Honestly, I think I suck at it; but it is service, and I am but a servant, and somebody has to do it.

I also discovered that I can actually draw a person's face.  I do hope I did not murder God's wondrous creation.  In fact, I'll have to show the drawing to the person drawn first and get her feedback before I show it to anybody else; but honestly, I think I did a better-than-most job, so I may have a little bit of confidence. :P

Anyways, I'm off to a temporary halt.

Reporting back in a week,
JaY

My Journey as A Prodigal Son

I've been recently addicted to computer games as in I HAVE A PROBLEM, and I have to admit having that kind of addiction is NOT a good thing.

So last week, for the first time in my entire life, I've ended up using more money than what I had intended and didn't have enough to pay the fare.  I realized that since the people around me had no plan of sparing a few coins since they're obviously going to use it for the same reason I had earlier.

I realized that there was only one way to go home-- walking.

You'd be surprised that the whole world slows down on you when you're walking.  I even think it's almost therapeutic, but maybe it's just me.

So here's what I found/realized:

- a very decent woodworking shop that I committed to memory in case I would need furniture in the maybe not so distant future
- poor people are still content; some rich people I've found aren't.
- this city is still safe since I got home safely.  That and that I've got a BIG Bodyguard backing me up. *chuckles*
- the non-urbanized part of the city is peaceful and quiet, maybe too quiet :P
- I would walk in a very lonely street and people would still spot me.  It's still a small world.

It's amazing what an hour and forty five minutes of walking can do.  I even got to exercise.

:D

Hi It's me -- I'm Being a Hypocrite

I know I'm being a hypocrite by going against what I have said in my previous article; but as what my friend has said, writing is a way of life, and as of right now, I only have around 4 minutes to make a new article.. give or take.

With that said, writing as a way of life can be very hard.  As many of you have probably read, I usually leave myself out of the articles.  After reading and rereading them I find myself confused.  Writing about my life is way more interesting than other whatnot I find to be interesting.  I have also found that there is no point in making pointless articles.  I've found many of these kinds of articles and have found them a little if not much, distasteful; but then again, it may be just me.

So I'm just going to end it at that because I've been freewriting.