Saturday, September 29, 2012
Why Would a Person Ask For This Atrocious Haircut? (Does a person go to the hair salon and say, "Give me a faux hawk"?)
I guess someone thinks the faux hawk looks good.
Friday, September 28, 2012
Animal Instinct
I wonder about the inner workings of cats' minds. What and how does a cat think? I think about this because I have a new kitty, named Fluffin, and my dad said, "What language does Fluffin think in?" I find this question very thought-provoking.
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
The Sound and the Fury
I have an aid that drives me to therapy. One day, he told me I can turn the radio to a station I like. So, I browsed through the stations. After hearing one torturous song after the other, I decided to turn the radio off. I would rather have silence than pulsing/obnoxious beats. My aid promptly turned the radio back on. This declares something horrible about society: the preference of disturbing sound over silence. What ever happened to peace and quiet?
Monday, September 24, 2012
Pivotal Question
Why do little things (like feathers on the end of a string) entertain cats, endlessly?
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Space, Time and Traumatic Injuries
Yesterday, I watched my friends, from my wheelchair, playing soccer, in the alumni game. I thought, "Why the hell do I sit here just watching my old teammates playing soccer, a game I love." This reminded me I need to become healthy, and start running soon. I have used this wheelchair for too long. The time has almost come for me to start playing soccer, again.
Friday, September 21, 2012
Handicapable
When I wait for a toilet stall in the bathroom, I usually see a person walking out of the handicap stall. The injuries I have sustained from my accident have made me respect disabled people, much more. When I had an easy time walking, I would use the handicap stall, often. When I don't need to, I won't use the handicap stall, again.
Accept
My recovery has definitely taught me the range of social acceptability. People at therapy act much nicer than people in the "real" world. A person behaves nicer, because, in part, a lot of patients come into his or her life, he or she doesn't know who he or she has met, and he or she chooses to act very nice, and, furthermore, common curtiousty teaches a person to treat an impaired person nice. I receive many waves from therapists, I think, I haven't met (I put I think there just because I might have met him or her, and I can't remember meeting him or her. My short-term memory sucks.) A person with a brain injury has trouble controlling himself or herself, and has trouble remembering the people in his or her "circle of friends", and decides to take the safe route, as a result of, possibly, not remembering a person, and wave to many people. My range of social acceptability has definitely widened, as a result of my accident. I have decided to compliment someone if I can think to compliment him or her. If a female looks pretty, just tell her she looks pretty. No one will judge you, because of 1 compliment. If she doesn't have a fiancé or a husband maybe, in the future, her and you will make out.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
What the Hell?
I become very angry when a person types out the letters or writes the letters for the word slash, instead of just hitting or writing: /. If you prefer to type or write, just type or write the word or. 5 has a greater value than 1 slash 2. These little things about society will make me insane.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Yes, We Can II
This morning, my dad took off my deodorant cap, to assist me, and I said, "I can do that." This made think of a blog entry. If I always claimed to not have the ability to do things, I would still remain in inpatient, right now. Nothing ever gets accomplished by sitting on one's ass. Too often, a person says "I can't" when he or she can. He or she just has difficulty in accomplishing the task, currently, but that doesn't mean he or she can't do it. My home physical therapist always tells me I can do things, I just have difficulty doing them, currently. I need assistance walking, right now, but the doesn't mean I will always need assistance walking. One day, I will run, again. Sometimes, we don't give ourselves enough credit. Some people decide to give up too quickly. My speech therapist tells me I give up too quickly, instead of sticking with the problem. When I attempt something that seems impossible, at first, I promptly quit. When my speech therapist convinces me to not give up, I end up solving the problem, and solving a problem feels a lot better than quitting. Often times, if you want to quit at first, stick with it, and you might solve something you didn't think you could solve, originally. When I couldn't talk, I would feel bad for myself, and I would type to my speech therapist I would never talk. Now, when I visit her, and talk to her, she grins, and says, "I knew you could talk." I have come a long way since my coma. I would start listing the accomplishments since March 9th, but listing the accomplishments would take too much time out of my day.
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Saturday, September 15, 2012
Friday, September 14, 2012
It's Getting Better All the Time
In my situation, I must wake up and approach the day with a positive attitude. I have no room, in my brain, for a defeatist attitude. I must approach the day with the thought I will do a much better job in my therapies than I have ever done. In my opinion, people would enjoy living much better if everyone lived with the attitude that one's life displays the function of enjoyment in a positive trend. This explains a graph of time on the x-axis, and enjoyment on the y-axis, where y increases, consistently, as x increases. Every human should have his or her "emotional droughts", so I don't suggest living with "rose colored glasses". I consider myself a realist with good self-control. The coordinates can go down at times, but the coordinates should display an overall positive trend. Don't live your life with a negative trend.
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Papa Don't Preach
I feel a need to preach about my spirituality. I don't following any "mainstream religion". I do follow something called Non-duality. Non-duality has a closeness to Buddhism, in the sense we should follow a concept that everyone exists as "one". Kind of contradictory, that I write this as an "individual", and you read this as an "individual". Believe me, it feels awesome when you imagine yourself existing in "oneness" with your surroundings. Often, I feel myself separated from my surroundings, but when I feel connected to everything, I feel phenomenal. I have smoked weed, before, and I know how it feels to become high, and you receive a "natural high" when you feel at "one" with your surroundings. "Natural highs" feel a lot greater than weed highs. Just like runner's high, you receive the added sensation of not harming your body, and that feels fantastic. So, when you have an opportunity, look at everything that surrounds you, and just imagine yourself disintegrating. That ends my attempt at acting like a spiritual "guru". Just trust me, feeling at one with your surroundings feels fantastic.
Bond
I used to think someone who has a close bond with animals has a deficiency in his or her bond with humans. Now that I love my cat, I understand the transcendental bond people feel towards an animal. My cat looks so cute, and she does the most precious things. Our bond goes beyond puppy love. Now that I have an impairment, I feel much closer to animals. I, actually, share a lot, in common, with animals, specifically cats. Cats have to work hard to achieve what they want, and, although, cats may seem a little annoying at times, we still appreciate the effort. I can seem annoying at times, but my annoyances always have an endearing side. I hope people notice this. We both annoy, but, at the same time, love my mother, in part, because she feeds us. We share a similar schedule. My cat and I both nap often, as a result of feeling exhausted from the waking hours. I wake up early, because I have a tough time sleeping, and I can always count on taking the energy from my cat's aura. She gives me natural caffeine. In addition, the fact I wake up early frustrates my mother, because my mom hates waking up to makes sure my hair looks nice, and my dad doesn't screw it up. So, in conclusion, cats and I have many traits in common, and I feel very close to my cat.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Monday, September 10, 2012
Second in Receiving Pleasure, Only, to Experiencing An Orgasm: Solving a Sudoku Puzzle
I hate when I play Sudoku, and I realize the board has been laid out incorrectly. I will never solve this puzzle.
Ages
I have 28 years of age, and I have more years of age than most famous athletes. This fact makes me feel old, along with the fact that I near 30 years old every day. My parents must feel really old, then, given that he or she has more years of age than every professional athlete.
Saturday, September 8, 2012
A Question of Luck and Existence
I realized something about my life. I usually tell my parents about my luck to have them as parents, and one of them usually tells me about his or her luck to have me as a child. If I had different parents, I would have a completely different brain and body. Essentially, I would inhabit a different life, and I would've never had a birth. In an oxymoronic twist, I wouldn't be me. So, in conclusion, my parents have the only luck in the situation.
Friday, September 7, 2012
Azarenka Versus Sharapova
I wish these two would play nude and make out with each other in between games.
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Bring in the Clowns
Now that Andy Roddick has retired, I won't get to see Brooklyn Decker's pretty face in the stands, anymore. I feel so bad for myself, and I kind of feel bad for Andy Roddick that he retired after a loss.
Monday, September 3, 2012
Love and Communication
My recovery brings up an interesting question about individuality. My therapists often say the left side of my body works when "I talk to it". My therapists use the word "talk", although I don't literally talk to it, but I only communicate with it.
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Body
Most people don't understand they should have entire body health for walking. After an intense session of physical therapy my lower back hurts immensely, because walking puts major pressure on the back muscles. I do abdominal exercises every morning, and these exercises substantially improve my ability to ambulate.
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