My Firth Surgery...

It has now been about 6 hours since I got my wisdom teeth out. I went to GP, and was scared out of my mind. I have the best friends, who shared with me the their horror stories of their surgerys. So I went in and sat in the most comfortable dentist chair ever. The nurse talked to me, and asked me questions. The anaesthetician(?) came in and gave me IV, and told me to have a good sleep. I then shut my eyes.....then I woke up. I woke up tangled in my IV, with a heart rate clamp on my finger. I looked over at the girl beside me, and I was like..."Haha...she has strings hanging out of her mouth, and blood all over her face..haha." Then I looked in the mirror! So currently, I feel normal, except for the fact that I cannot feel my mouth and I talk with a stupid lisp. Tho, if I was talking to you, thith is how I would thound. They also put a tube in my nose and down my throat, which they so kindley scraped up, so it hurts to swallow. All in all, it was much more painless than I thought!! I didn't even feel the least bit droopy! I also love the blood that is always in my mouth...also the drooling! I haven't actually eaten since last night at 9..I have had juice, but most of it went all down the front of me because I can't feel my face! I will for sure keep you posted about the oozing...the swelling...and all the other wonderful side effects!!

Hotel Rwanda....

I recently watched the movie "Hotel Rwanda". It is a true story during the civil war in Rwanda between the Tutsis refugees and Hutu militia. In the movie, even the UN peacekeepers were racist and discrimating against the Tutsis. It really impacted me, and I got to thinking. There was really no difference between the Tutsis and Hutu people. They were just from different decendents. After watching 'Hotel Rwanda', I realized that we are doing the same things, except without the violence and murder. During Socials 11, we have been talking about the aboriginals and there have been some rude, racist comments about natives. We were all created equal...the Germans are not the superior race and black people aren't trash. Who am I to judge? The color of the skin or the background you come from doesn't change who you are on the inside...what your heart is. Unlike what I sometimes think, other people have feelings just like me and they don't appreciate being judged. I'm trying to work on not being judgemental and realize that we are all equal...I'm not better than anyone. I also challenge you to do the same thing.

Dreams...

Well, this is my first attempt at blogging...very exciting!

Being in Grade 11 and quickly approaching high school graduation, I'm faced with the incredibly difficult question of "What do I want to do?"!!! My dream would be to go to the states and attend college there...maybe Gonzaga!! I look at my families financial situation, as well as my own, and I realize that there is no chance of my being able to afford it. I had a chat with a friend, and he told me that I should follow my dreams, and it shouldn't matter how much it costs, as long as I'm happy when I'm done. So, I've decided that I'm going to follow my dream of going to the States for college, and I'm not going to let anyone hinder it. Now all I need is to figure out what I want to take! Like I said in my previous post, I think its very important that no one tell you what to do...I mean decide who you are for you. I really hope that you are all following your dreams and goals, and that you are happy with what you have done!!