LOS ANGELES KINGS

Frolov is ugly born in 1982 in Moscow Russia plays left wing he's 6'2'', then there is Avery 5'9'' who is from Ontario and borm in 1980, #23 is Brown and he is so-so in looks 6'0'' 1984 & Ithaca, NY born left winger, yuck left winger Scott Thornton 1971 Canada Ontario raised boy and then their is Cowan who is also yuck in looks who is also born in Ontario except a little younger (1976 born), then we go to right wings I think...

Wam Bam

Bam
What is going on today - I think I've written today the most I have ever in this college writing I class for this blog. This will be my third... maybe thats a record? a class record? that would be coolio. Do you know Bam is my hero. Bam Margara baby. Skateboarder along with an all around funny guy. His early works consist of Cky videos not the band, but the band has music on it. It's like Jackass and but before thus making it better. And to a degree more graphic in a sense. You see clips of it on MtV, but I don't have cable. So I never really got to watch a lot of Jackass episodes - too bad! Not really, Bam and "Random Hero" along with Brandon is a whole hell lot funnier. The new guy that I think is hilarious is Dane Cook - I watched him on Jay Leno last week with Lindsay Lohan - can you say funny? "I called you" I loved the comedian Mitch Helberg - too bad he was so gooood. He ODed even though they never said, but you just knew he did drugs. HE was H-I-L-A-R-I-O-U-S though. My cousin was the one who told me, she's like yeah he died like 6 months ago. "NO Way" Yeah but you've probably have seen Viva La Bam where he pretty much tortures his family April, Feed Phil, and Don Vito. I have kind of an obsession with this guy. I'll tell you more...
Got to go see if I have class at 10:00... Writing is fun though.. well right now.. keeps your mind off certain things to do. BUSY Busy BUsy... I don't even want to think about it. This is a very good tool if you want to avoid something too, no more facebooking - I was addicted. I needed help. This is like rehab. Where writing is the first step out of your troubles.

MATH Math... MaTh mAtH... MAtH maTh...MATh matH

I have math class next... right now at this moment I don't really want to go. I think there was a time where I liked math? I think there was a time where I wanted more homework though - goofy kid. Thats when your brain didn't hurt when you thought or tried to make sense of something - Oww Ouch hurting now. I'm thinking too much. I need to settle it down, calm and relax a liitle bit. I haven't taken a math class for two years, so can you say rusty. My little cousin who is four years younger said he would help me out.
My cousin is super smart when it comes to math and engineering stuff along with electrical like audio. He's been driving equimpent since he was a young lad. It should be the other way around though - don't you think? I should be helping him, but we can't pick and chose our talents and we just have to live what we are dealt or have. I rarely get to help my little sister out with her homework, she usually turns to her daddy. Serves her right though - no I'm just kidding. My dad is actually really good at twisting your words around and summarizing your papers - "writing his paper" as I call it that's why he stopped helping me around 9th grade with anything that is written. He stays out of it and my little sister thinks my dad is the best. No one ever in my family wants to listen to my papers - it must be that bad. What did I do to them that they can't even listen.
Maybe it was the lengthy fifth grade science project we did that was 30 + pages long that we had two weeks to work on. Just my neighborly friend and I at the time. It's amazing what you can do when extra-credit is thrown in and two girls who like to write and load it with information. We had to read our paper in front of the class, it took us 20 minutes to read three pages, we couldn't hardly pronounce words and on top of that only got one extra-credit point. I don't know if she thought we pledgerized, but as I can remember I don't think we did ... we changed words. I don't think we had done the completely tearing apart senteces and combining to similar ones done yet, but for our age it was good. You should of called us "prodigies" for sakeness.

okay...

Class was cancelled and I went to school, but I was a little late. I was glad, because I dislike the fact that I'm always late, I would of ended up showing up at 8:15 A.M. to 8:20. Lord... knows I can't miss another class - Gesh. I was working on that paper, I should e-mail you what I have. Yeah.. I should get to that. I wonder if all my classes are cancelled that would be a toss-up with me. I guess I could be bummed and glad. I would be stuck here til' 1:15 without classes or have some classes or one class and get picked up at 1:15. I don't know which choice is better? Do I really want class today when I'm starting to feel a little bit better. I wish I could leave right now, but I'm still without a car -- that fucking sucks.

They just got the part on Friday and when my mom called on Monday - or yesterday it sounded like they still haven't worked on it! I'm sorry, but dosn't the dealership know that I need it as soon as possible. Oh, yes this is going to be a very Merry Christmas when I get my car back! I want to sue - sue .. sue .. the insurance company. If I had injuries maybe I could be compensated. How do they expect me to get around with no car - that is truely messed up. Think about work and school and events that I want to go to when I very rarely do and can't (I feel like a mother who has stay at home and can't go out, because who's going to watch the kid). It's just a travesty, I hate insurance - what does it do besides stick you like a needle. A sharp pain. I worked hard for that car and I worked hard to get my rates down and now because someone decided to steal my car - it's my fault.

My rates are going up, because they have to pay about $200
on it - oh yeah okay. When we have to pay $500. I want
to bring the guy who did this to me in court, but my dad
said if I lose then I have to pay the court fees
and I probably won't win, because the guy is probably
unemployed thus that's why he steals. Yeah thats nice
that the world revolves around pity for the criminals
and less for the ones they victimized.
What is this world coming to?
My insurance guy didn't compensate me for hardly
anything - I say what a jip. They were only going to give
me $100 on my cd - and fm/am radio -
what a mockery? Thats a crock, give me the real price.
He admitted that a cd player costs $150 and then you
have the time it takes you to install the cd player,
but we'll give you a hundred - doesn't that seem a little
crocked? Plus I don't know how to install a cd player.
I'm telling you NEVER be the victim. How can you do that - you ask.
Never put yourself in that position. What garbage - oh yes -
I think all the victims in the world is saying yes please steal my car
or whatever has been done to me. Yeah they are asking alright.
Bunch of Bullshit if I ever heard one in my life.

How Cute is that?

There is a pooch walking around Tokyo that looks exactly like a panda. I love pandas - pandas eat bamboo. I did a drawing of a panda in art class - they are so cute! This is like a miniture panda, which is super cutier (if that's even a word)! The breed is a poodle- maltese cross whose name is Columbo (weird, but I'll just let it go). Hopefully this cute puppy won't die on me because I mentioned it like the ugliest dog in the world that I did an article in the past. I seems like people are going somewhere else these days - the director says "their finding new and bigger jobs" as a reason to probably make me feel better. Honestly though three anchors have left, since I've been there. It's just messed up and I will almost be there for a year in March. Not even a year. Oh well I know what gift to give this last anchor. Hopefully I'll be there wasn't feeling so good - I think the second worst feeling in the world ... right after my seminola poisioning.
Well it's been two years since I last puked and that was senior prom...! It was a fun day today too. I had work, but I thought I was going to just come in late, but I guess my aching body had different plans then my mind had. - Ferris Bueller. Well right now - I'm feeling a lot better than I did. My EMT class was cancelled - the only thing major that I missed was hockey practice. I couldn't even get up to get the phone - how sad is that! I could I even go and skate. I was wanting to though and I was even thinking of missing EMT class to go before it got postponed and everything went from "okay I can take this to worse."
I GOT AN IDEA for a kind of going away present - I was thinking of a DQ Cake - everyone loves Cake, but I don't know if they have a freezer? Hmm. One of the first times I worked there he of course came up with nicknames - my speciality, but he introduced me to the song "Put me in Coach." He couldn't believe I didn't hear that - by John Foggerty. So the next week I listened to it and I like IT, so I was going to hunt down a cd and maybe a fun shirt since he like making fun of me - hopefully with the saying "Do you like tall or short guys?" or ... Something about getting older, because he got mad when someone thought he looked like he was thirty - he blew his lid. IT was F-U-N-NY - let me tell you. You should of seen it. Thats just how we are at the station - we torture each other. It's brutal, but no one gets hurt. We are all pretty much pros - attacking each other and taking it. It's pretty fun thats why I love it - it's like a second homey feeling to it in that sense. Never what I thought it was going to be in the beginning. definitely... I don't even know what I was getting myself into, but I'm sure glad I came that first day. I was SOoo Nervous - I get nervous. Even talking to someone that I have known my whole life - it at times gets nerve-wrecking. I stumble with words, I'm not the best conversationalist, especially to get a conversation started - you know icebreakers. Speech for college was great in that it gave me better confidence in speaking in front of people even though it didn't wipe out everything - repeatitiveness and nervousness. I think maybe I could be something great maybe one day - when I'm not so afraid. You kind of have to make you so you don't really care - relax, so you can be comfortable and have that confidence or esteem to get you through it. Or maybe you just already know that you are one hell of a speaker.

my favorite games

To tell you the truth I don't like any "challenging" games or any that is "hot" or also known as new. I don't like the X-Box or Playstation although the "graphics are out of this world" - the technology making graphics look as real as possible. I'm more of a nintendo girl with the original mario back to back with the duck hunting game where you shoot clay pigeons. My little sister is now hooked to it, I would play if I felt I had nothing to do, because honestly you want to play to beat the game. Make to the 8th level without using the warp whistle if you know what I mean or what my sister does which is look up on the internet where everything is when the card game comes in play. Mario is like monoply in a sense where in the beginning it is fun then it drags on.
My dad is the crossword puzzle, I tried crozzword puzzles - they are hard. I think you need to have an extended knowledge on things, which I don't have. I don't know how the hell he knows some things, but I guess vocabulary has a key. I know I have some vocabulary outside the normal range, but I access it rarely when it's needed. The thesaurus on your computer on word doesn't help and doesn't give me the word that I was thinking of so therefore I just use the "common words." I like the game shining force 2 on sega and I guess streets of rage and NHL hockey is okay (I only beat someone one time - so don't like it). I hate games where I lose. I am a very competitive person, so I like games I know I can win. I like tetrus and on shockwave the daily jigsaw puzzle.
Late at night like usually at midnight or later I play Spider Solitare and Solitare on difficult - you rarely win but it challenges me and it' s more on the side where you can blame your own mental state for not winning. It's all mind games. Hearts are okay, but I like being the first place winner and usually I can't stop until I'm number one and it gets boring after awhile, especially when you start despising three of the people played all by the "computer". How sad is that! This games are usually games that are already installed in your computer under "games" at your start tab.
The game I love to play on yahoo is cribbage, my dad taught me how to play when I was twelve. It was also a game that I saw and was played several times at the firehall. I think that game will always stay at my heart.
A lot of card games like "War", "blackjack", "speed", "B.S.", and Sequence was played at the lake.
"presidents and assholes" is a game that you have to pick up on your own by the choices you make your teenage years.

WE_FEST in 2006!!!

Artists that are coming!!!

*Kenny Chesney

*Rascal Flatts

*Brooks & Dunn

*Martina McBride

*Keith Urban
And

Big & Rich
with Cowboy Troy - get gold outfit ready $$$

Guess what happened at Thanksgiving

The ugliest dog died at fifteen years - (human years) and he was like the sweetest dog. I did an article about him.

I got my car back!

It's very weird or "Veird" you know that one day after looking for two
days that I find my folder and my work id one morning. Then to find
out later after work that the police have recovered my stolen vehicle
that was gone for a week and a day. November 16th was my lucky day
and exactly three months until my 20th birthday! You want to know
what is odd in our household and the significance of this number 16 -
The girls in our immediate family were born on the 16
(while the guys were born on the 29th). Our family order is then
Boy, Girl, Boy, Girl - but that is besides the point.

I thought I would never see my car and the lovely memories we had together like that trip to Colorado and the several trips to the Minneapolis airport / or metro shopping malls. My little foreign box car. Like I know car that I haven't been the nicest to you before you were taken from me, but hopefully now that I know what it feels like for not having a vehicle, now I know it would seriously suck not having you, Honda again. I do need to get you a hub cap though - gosh I was meaning to get you one - time after time. Now they will fix your steering column. I don't know about the dash lights, it doesn't affect you at all - does it?

I still want to replace your intake though and maybe see if there's anything wrong with the alignment and steering arrangement, but I don't know how long it will take me to provide for you. I know I can't be selfish, but you know me - more than I know myself. You know how selfish I can be, but you know every paycheck I put a large majority to pay off the loan and then maybe after that you'll get the attention you deserve. Like frequent car washes and the interior washings - oh you'll love that. You'll be living a life of luxery more than I can say for myself. I don't try to be selfish. But I definately need to get a cd player thats first priority and it's for the sake of you too. You don't want to end up like my other "dream car" do you? Plus I know how you like watching me jam out to music. You know you like it even though I know your faking the whole denial thing - "No, I don't." I have even you nod of approval - you know what I mean you car you.

My Assessment to my most recent additional class

I think I am going to have fun in EMT class, even though it's not going to be easy. For every class hour that is equivalent to two hours of homework - eight hours of class a week = 16 hrs of work. I think it's a good step towards what risk now that I'm going to in my future. Maybe if I take this class then I can be a first responder for the fire department, work for an ambulance, and maybe possibily getting on as a volunteer. Hopefully windows open up for me! I feel bad, because I'm not going for a career I love, I'm going more on rationality. More based on what your head says then your heart, but sometimes you can't be always wanted to be. Ohhh and I have three more careers that I didn't mention that were somehere in the middlish in the order that I was interested in to: CSI, Criminal Psychologist (meet with serial killers try to rehabilitate them - feel guilt), and ... what was the last one. That just means things change - maybe I'll end up liking it. It's not like I don't like helping people. I like to especially if it's an medical emergency, when I am trained to help. I already helped someone from wefest that was bleeding and an animal. How cool is that? I still have to go to a cadaver dissection - my bro thinks I'm not going to handle it, thinks I'm going to vomit. I don't know, I can't even help with packaging meat. It's the smell, it's so vile plus all the blood. I donated blood to get past this and I still see that grossness. And I'm telling you thinks are going to be a lot worse being an EMT. My mom and did went to call that was a chainsaw accident in the head. That traumatized my mom I think for a long while, I don't know if she forgot, but it's something you don't want to bring up again. For the sake of her well-being. And my dad has seen stuff that you would never want to see, some things that would make you sick and possibly run away from the job. Things that I don't think a normal person can handle. Thats why an EMT is so much in demand in a way, because you hardly see a person who is an EMT for more than five years. They have it rough.

My School Routine.. General Routine

I think I'm compiling culmative stress along the way. I only have class Tuesdays and Thursdays, which is always good. I was taking 16 credits, but it saddened me when I had to drop a class making it thirteen. I thought I could handle it. I work part-time only. There's people who can get good grades and work full time? Why can't I do good with only having a part time job.

Well I'll tell you why?
First none-existentance of Time Management - I HAVE NONE
Plus there is no motivation there to get stuff done right away
waiting and waiting until I'm pretty much screwed
I torture myself
Why would anyone want to torture themselves is beyond me?
I have no idea why I do this all the time
And you can't help a habit until you can find why the habit is there?

Secondly - A sleep schedule
No, I do not keep a normal sleep pattern - "insomanic"
I get drained in classes, can't stay up and muchly "stupified"
This is bad, because you can't learn anything when your not awake (Hello body not functioning, can't take in information)
Then you feel stupid not knowing anything
You do poorly on tests and your grade suffers and then you do in the long run, because you'll regret the poor mark for future refrences
What reason is there to stay up anyways - oh ya, because of bad time management

Thirdly - Organizational
I'm organized at work, but not when it comes in my direction
Car, Room, and School - No WAy!
If your not organized then nothing will make you feel like your succeeding
Plus all that time it takes you to find something

I work M,W, and F at PBTV - a local telephone company. I do the basic fun stuff, but I'm not to that point where I am a "people person." My family jokes around with me - about it all the time. Let's just say I'm not the nicest person if you piss me off in other terms. I've made some people cry in my day, but my mom was jealous of me for this "flaw" in a situation. She didn't like this person and she was trying to make it apparent, but the person wasn't taking her seriously no matter how hard she tried. Like I don't even try and they cried. A Secret: I never made a girl cry though and guys are suppose to be more emotionally stable - C'mon! Where's the so call masculinity and testerone. I think I'm rather calm when it comes to school and work though, I have never had any behavioral problems. I'm more like "whatever" probably because I'm so fatigued. I'm working that I can work up to that people person skill - I know my dad has that, definitely, he knows the whole town. And my mom, she's literally chatty Cathi aka "chatterbox" - she'll tell a complete stranger anything. I was in my EMT class and the instructor was like your mom isn't as shy as you are - Sarah. I'm really not that socialable, I'm quite the opposite of my parents on that, but I'm probably wilder than my parents ever were. They were the average goodie - goodies. I get nervous all the time and wouldn't doubt it if I have stranger anxiety with boderline personality with all my ups and downs. The doctor at one time told me I had test anxiety, but I really don't want anyone treating me differently - actually I really don't want anyone to know that for the fact that I think I can overcome anything that is pretty much thrown at me. Some people are given nothing and how do they have the strength to live day-to-day you know?
Whenever I write, I always bounce back to back. It's never flowing, but I don't know. Some writing is good like that because it makes you think more than the organized flowing text like the average material you read in any education system. But that kind of thinking makes your head hurt so I'm glad our books are set that way. I can't stay on topic, but I don't think I'll ever be a novelist ( and good thing for that reason - it would take decades to get one solid piece of my good writing). I just feel I have nothing really viable to say (practical or aka in my words "important") especially if I haven't researched it. And when I do research it - forget about that paper until it's perfect. I feel like crap, because I haven't turned one paper or did one test that I was proud of in my whole year in college and I think I only had one paper in high school and it was through an ALternative Education Center so I could graduate. It was a movie review and I kind of want it back. It was on the movie Waking Life. It's a really deep animated movie about if a person is really there or just sleeping. Their life is bascially a dream and then it goes to some psychological aspects. I wouldn't recommend it, but that paper was damn good if I say so myself. I seemed intelligent and the movie actually made me use my mind to write it. I don't really care what the teacher graded me, because I felt good about it. Thats what I should feel all the time. It makes me feel like crap when I had in something bad. In all honestly, what you write is who you are - it's a reflection. So if you write in a way that doesn't make you - you then your showing people that you don't exist. Because the people who read or listened or read what you said isn't going to remember it, because it wouldn't lay an impact on them.
That's why English is so important. English is in everything and makes who you are. If you really want to find yourself then you should look at what you do, what you say (communication as writing), why do you do the things you do (decision-making choices), and really evaluate yourself. A lot of people ever get to that point in finding who they are. I know that I'm not there and I may never be there. It's a Shame. I Have had many careers that I came into interest throughout my years: entertainer (mainly an big-screen actor), teacher, my own baby-sitting center - I had a name picked out too "We Care For Your Sons and Daughters", Photography, Professional Women Hockey Player (which never existed then, but I didn't know), Writer, Paranormal Phenomena Investigator (X-Files), Reporter/Journalist, Behind-the-Scenes in a field of television (Broadcaster,Editing Stories..etc), Firefighter (mostly a dormer), Mass Communication Major (recently before attending BSU) - possibly being a Radio Personality - Got a name picked out for me "DJ Shy-Away" Don't steal copyrighted 11-15-2005 Sarah Skime, Theatre, Doctor, Nursing, and now Pre-Med (and some hockey coaching on the side - if can't make it inthe big leagues, better join them - although haven't given up on the whole hockey thing, I need connections bad and to transfer where I have at least the slightest bit of chance of getting on). It goes from far in the past to most recent. My Psych teacher told me actually the whole class, but you know when a teacher is singling you out in class - when they stare directly at you that "changing your appearance like dyong your hair makes you further away of finding who you are." I always dye my hair, It's actally like a defense mechanism. It makes me happy, plus I don't see my closest friends that much so why the hell not.
Well let's to what I was talking about earlier... My routine
Then I have school T and TH
8:00 class is a bitch to go to - I'm sorry, but I do struggle in the morning
I took that class, because I thought I could grow up, become a normal person like everyone else on this planet.
People who are successful and have careers - like actual careers
I thought I could change
Change my habits - if that's what you call them
Pretty much a flaw of who I am
But it is quite difficult when I waste my time, not organized, and fatigued all the time
I feel like a patient with a serious illness
So predictable and "trapped" having to do the same things over and over again in hopes to living a little bit longer each day
I'll Have Part II Maybe Later.... I still have to look semi-normal in the morning and I have other crap to do.
I still need to get my drivers license - I waited a long time on that!
Go to a pawn shop get a graphing calculator
Go to the bank and see whats left on my loan and a notary signed by them - hopefully my dad can do that
Can't go rollerblading anymore, fricken sucks
Have to still finish homework... Hmmm? Why wasn't it finished before... Stupid Stupid Me
Need a Student ID, which I already had to go in once because I lost mine - this will be my third time and thats why I haven't really done it yet. But I'll be needing it for the hockey game. Go Beavers! It's going to be a good game - December 2nd, I would recommend going to the Mens Hockey Game at the John Glas Fieldhouse. HELL YEAH
Need to talk to the library after I get my id, because I have an overdue book that was inside my car that I need to pay for now and plus I need my id for everything that I need to do. One of these days I need to go to the Media Writing Center and the Computer Labs. Oh yeah floppy disk shopping would be great.
Then I have to ask my grandma for money for school, which I hate. I don't like asking for money, but I do get money from my dad all the time. I want to be independent, but can't be. Thats another problem that I need to overcome. Transferring would be a good solution, but not to any of my family members. I know - I know, but when I feel like something is missing, I feel like that if I go somehere else then I will have that feeling go around. Some people think I'm running away from my problems, but I feel like it's my time to go. They should just hope for the best and know that they did the best that anyone could do to raise someone like me.
Then ask about loans and still sign up for Spring Courses.
Maybe look for another job. A waitressing job would be sweet - tips. But I have no experience in that work at all!
Boring, but writing down stuff makes me remember some things in my forgetful mind of mine.

Who has that mentality?

I'm getting frusterated!?

Fitness Log
I have to train to be the best

UNSUCCESSFUL RUN LAST WEEK - 2 miles about 30 minutes

UNSUCCESSFUL RUN - WED. NOv. 2nd about 2 miles (30 minutes) and knee blew

SEMI Successful RUN FRiday - Nov. 4th 4 miles , 3 ibprophen could still feel my knee
HOME to firehall 45 minutes (11.14/ mile)

Sunday workout
BENCH 3 sets: 1; 12 of bar (45 lbs), 2; 12 of 2 1/2 (50 lbs); and 3; 3 of (55) lightest to heaviest
60 minutes - grade 7.5 til 3 miles (20 minute/ mile) - taking it easy
1 set of 15 - 50 lbs on each arm pull down
1 set of 15 - 50 lbs on tricep pull down

The best...
What best means to me
The standards of best is just being successful of my goals
Then I will be the best

Discussion on A Bombs

Don't you think if the A-bombs weren't used in Nagasaki and Hiroshami that they would be used somewhere else?


In response to your question if other counrties would have used an A-Bomb. Yes, I think another country would have used one if they could. If we did not use them to end WWII with Japan, the Russians might have entered the Korean War with the Chinese. Especially if things were to go badly for the Chinese. We might have used nukes against the Chinese during the Korean War, like Gen. MacArthur wanted to do. Where do you think "bomb them back to the stone age" came from? The main reason we did not, was because of what we learned from the bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki and because Russia was also a nuclear power. If we did not use the weapons in WWII, we all most certainly would not be here because of the Korean War.

Whats done is done. In order to go on as a species, we have to learn from our mistakes to prevent the one that will take us all out. Are you saying that the end does not justify the means by which the end was reached? If that is what you are saying, then yes, the end does not always justify the way we came to the conclusion of a problem, I agree. It is easy to judge when we have hindsight to judge our actions.

Response that throughout history that American's have been constant warefare. That other countries don't look highly upon us, because we always feel like we have to be included. Our History books are even written in such a way where it only has the American viewpoint and not other countries. To understand you kind of have to look at both sides of the story. It's kind of a set up for our society be one-sided and not open minded. Thats probably why it's so hard to break free from our stances and be more acceptable to others view. Writing the history book in the American view makes it so history's not as damn confusing, but to really understand the history it would have to be longer and revised.

We do not have the right to stick our nose into everyones business. At the same time though, people will criticize the USA for not doing enough. That is how the incidents in Somalia happened back in 1993. We went in when other nations complained that we were not doing enough to stop the warlords who were taking the Food Aid that we were sending in. We tried and then everything became political, so we pulled out. Again in Bosnia, but we stuck it out. Sometimes we stick our noses where they do not belong, but I am tired of hearing that we are not doing enough. Almost $100 billion is given to other governments around the world by the USA. Whats to stop other nations from going into the Sudan? Why are countries like France saying that the US should be the first in? Meanwhile we are trying to get the African Union to step up, because they keep saying they do not want or need our help.

It is either we are not doing enough or we are doing too much. No one will ever have the right balance for what we should be doing or not doing.

Thats good that you Grandmother hates war. Her generation has seen plenty of conflicts. Heck the US has been in 9 that I can remember off hand in the 24 years I have been alive. It is important that we do hate war, because when we get mad and lose that feeling, things like Iraq happen. Afganistan was justified, Iraq was painted to be so, but actually wasn't.

History eventually finds the truth in the societies that give their people the freedom to ask questions. North Korea is a prime example where people do not have any freedom. They work, worship their leader like a God, then die of starvation or disease. How do we handle NK with their threats of possessing nukes? Trust everyone to get rid of theirs as we get rid of ours? It will only work once all nations are open, honest, and extend trust to the other people of other nations. You are right, it will be a long time before that happens.

So, lets live it up while we can still hide in the dark.

I noticed a lot of the Times I ............

I have bad habits and even though time after time when I think they won't come back I ALLOW them to. Like procastination and time management. They co-inside with each other. I don't know if I can do this. Any of this, because I feel like I don't have control over my own life and these habits are taking over. It keeps on going back to highschool and even some more grades in the past in great ST.PHILIPS. I just don't shine through like I know I can, but it's not like I'm not making an attempt. I am, but it's hard.
For one when you waste time then you don't feel good about yourself, because when school comes around the corner then you feel stupid. You don't know the material and then weeks go by and the further and further away from class you are and deeper and deeper in a rut you are in. It's like it's never-ending for me. Then Sleep is definately one that kills time and lately I have either been sleeping a lot or not at all. When day I was totally out of it, because was up for 24 hours, studying for an exam (just last week). For one, I had to study, but I didn't study what was necessarily on the test and I hope I did good.
Writing, for me was an ability that I had where I could write and write and write. I would get a lot of criticisms on the Way I Write. When it comes to personal experiences, it's not as bad as other writings. A lot of people don't understand my style and where I'm coming from. I don't give good clarification and I don't think I ever will. Writing kind of symbolizes who a person is, because of their view and style. No body in my family ever really read any of my school papers. I don't really like that even when taking speech no one would listen. Yeah, thanks guys for the SUPPORT! Maybe, though when my dad did do my better he pretty much rephrased and reworded everything and I yelled at him. Honestly though, you can't change the whole paper.
The things that I'm dealt with would be small to some people like people who are "well off academically" and the fear of not doing anything in my life just comes nearer and nearer every year at my life. It's like I have to keep going in this path of failure. It's just messed up, but it's not anyone's fault but my own. I just am not a motivated person, especailly in sports ask anyone. People had to motivate me, so what place does the world have for me?
I have nothing to show for and working so hardto get far in life is just an american myth. Only good things happen to the determined another myth. So what do you have to look forward? What if you work hard and don't have anything to show for then wouldn't that just break you every day of your life. I know I'm not that smart, but geez I'm not that dumb either. School this year is definately painful - with the whole stress factor! I feel like I'm failing every class and it's just not a good feeling to have. I know one class for sure (my night class) I'll have to drop. Every test, I basically failed. Then the day I missed - I fell asleep from the 24 hours up they had a pop quiz. Oh thats just great - lower my grade a little lower so it's almost at zero. Then the whole state grant you don't get money if you withdraw thing. Then looking at new schools so that I can get away from my enviroment and really get away from everything that I've been accustomed to my life for 19 years, so that maybe my habits can change.
In order to get away - I need to get a full-time job and pretty much pay for schooling for myself. Get accepted is the main thing and the essays and recommendations that I have to send to the colleges along with catching up in everything currently in school. I need to show good grades. The one that really hurts me is that I'm unclear where I stand in all my classes and that state of confusement is what kills people in everyday living. God how can anyone be optimistic, those people must be the ones who have a good life.

Part I - It's Alive!

College Writing I

October 27, 2005

By: Sarah Skime

It’s Alive!

The amount of five quarts of oil that courses through your car is like the amount that pumps throughout your body. If a quart were to diminish, then there would be serious trouble. Whenever losing a quart, must add! What am I? If you guessed blood then you would be correct.

An average adult has between 10 to 12 pints of blood (5-6 liters). If you lose a liter of blood then you might go into a state of shock and that is not good. Blood plays a vital role in survival, without it the body would simply not function. Some argue on the number of blood’s major functions, but for your sake there is going to be three (instead of two), which is: The transportation of oxygen, nutrients, and wastes; Secondly, the protection against disease and the defense against pathogens by blood’s production of antibodies; and the helping of “homeostasis” or the maintaining of body temperature by the blood circulating through the body.

Blood has a favorite number and it must be three, because there are also three major vessels: arteries, capillaries, and veins. Arteries carry blood AWAY from the heart; Capillaries that links arteries and veins, transporting oxygen and other nutrients from the blood to the cells (waste product such as carbon dioxide would be picked up from cells and then moved to veins); and veins carry blood to the heart. Arterial bleeding is most severe (Life-threatening), since is under more

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pressure it is more difficult for clots to form. Clots cannot form as rapidly, so is harder to control the bleeding from wound. Since high concentration of oxygen – type of bleeding has a bright red color. Venous Bleeding is easier to control than arterial and since is under less pressure – closer to skin’s surface. Severe bleeding would happen in this case if injury were in thigh. Oxygen is poor in blood, so blood is a dark red or maroon. Capillary bleeding is most common and can be a typical paper cut. Usually bleeding is slow flowing, (vessels are small) making clotting to occur very easily.

In blood you have a natural clotting mechanism, which is essentially composed of solid components found in red and white blood cells called “platelets” and this helps with stop much of capillary bleeding. In external cases, when bleeding doesn’t stop, then you have to take steps to control the bleeding artificially. You’ll have to deal with injured party until the platelets bind together that’s when the blood clots have formed or continue on with steps until further assistance arrives (EMS or 911).

Whenever dealing with blood and bodily fluids you want to take precautions and this is the first major step you must know, although probably heard many times before. Blood is very detrimental in health when it comes to the patient, you and people that surround you if you do not take protective procedures. So the transmission of HIV, Hepatitis B Virus (HBV), Hepatitis C Virus (HCV), along with other (blood-borne pathogens) diseases’ risks can be prevented when administrating health care and first aid and the best bet is to wear gloves.

Article I Glanced AT

One night, I was over at my grandma's all by myself watching television like usual. What is up with that anyways. Anyways, my grandma who I adore so much, said I could stay there and get away from the house when she was gone. She knows me too well.
So she was going to be gone for two weeks, traveling in Scotland and Wales and England and such. She's making a picture book as we speak and I'm excited, because she never really told any of us anything. So I really want to see it when it's finished definitely.
So I stayed there, maybe not the brightest idea. My thinking though - It would be quiet, definitely peace away from my brother and sister even though they are not the problem at all. The problem lays with me and my damn time management - procastination - somewhat to a perfectionist standard kind of package. I was behind or at least felt like I was in a big deep hole that I dug myself into my classes - so thought it would be great. Write some papers. Got some books at the bookstore - I was set!
At least I thought I was....

For one, Television at my grandmas is about 20 times more channels then what we have. We have the most basic package at home - and that is probably a good reason for my sake. Like holai hell. We only get channel 2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,15,16,17,18,20,21,22,and 23. So 2-13, 15-18, and 20-23 maybe less. Thats about 20 channels. My other grandma who lives in Cass Lake - thats another story- Satallite. "The Dish" - I'm like a walking zombie whenever I stay there. One thing I like is Movies, Movies, Movies. That's actually one thing I have in common with my cute little blonde-haired cousin Tara. I guess I really didn't see her that much in the past, but now we just go on and on about movies. We actually have something in common. She's like seven and she gets stuff that is so outrageous that you wouldn't think someone that age would. Sadly to say, but I'm a lot closer to her than the rest of my cousins on that side - My mom's side. My first impression always at get to together like Holidays was never the best, but know since we talk - I know she'll go far. She's already so smart and now she doesn't seem like a regular kid does.
Kids in the past have been - let me tell you it's been an experience. They have not been that good to me. It's horrid, so it was kind of irony that my major picked last year was Early Child Education.
Anyways, I was up one night like every night. Late up all night - I'm like an insomanic. Now wonder I hate mornings. I know... I know... I get this crap all the time with the parents (THat's why i have to leave) It's my choice to stay up and I do it to myself when I have to in order to work on homework. Spare me the lecture. I don't know I used to be able to do it in highschool. Not go sleep for 24 hours and going to school. Of course, there was a lot of days were I didn't go to school, because face it school sucks. It's fake and you can't be who you want to be anyways. Plus there's a lot of teachers that were bad. I think my senior year, I did the best in. I think that's because I find a little pinch of what makes me alive and not the normal routine over and over again.
To think about it now, I really haven't changed. In my family - I was always the one less organized and the one who was always the last one. When I was the main driver of the kids - my brother and sisters - they would be the one getting impatient with me. Usually, drivers blame that the passengers aren't ready it was vice-versa. They dreaded going to school with me and my older brother's responsibility was now passed on to me. Although I'll tell you that it was occassionally that I would bring people in, because face it my brothers and sisters were smart. They would get a ride from either my older brother, my dad, or my mom.
My older brother was almost three years older than me, but only two grade years ahead. He was held back for having a summer birthday. So when I could drive, I think I was about to be kicked out of the house. I think my dad is way more tougher on my older brother Chris than me and basically I am the one who is way worse. He initially moved out from a little spiel from my dad and it was about my dad asking him to put the tires back on the car or he will be asked to leave.

For One, Chris was always taking a part shit and fooling around them. Like Computers - Uggh. When people are so much smarter than you in an area it kind of bugs you. But when he was thinking he could disassemble computers and assemble on basic knowledge (of what?) is beyond me and leaving there for days on end. Parts would be missing and then things never got finished. The story of my fricken life right there. His disorganizational on computers is what I inhibit from day to day in messiness that is surrounded by the house. That includes my papers and clothes everywhere. The one thing that I like to keep is clothes that I probably will never wear in my lifetime - not my style and clothes that I wear but necessarily like - clothes and clothes that I adore that oddly enough is under a heap of crap. Papers is what I collect and constantly are getting thrown away, because I leave them out where Everyone is . Especially the living room. I think I have compilations of about every subject imaginable that I have underago as a project. Mostly homework turning into another and another... a vicious endless cycle and an underending. Thats why I like to collect it and get file drawers like reporters do with their stories and they add on to it to update it to modern research. That's my plan, but no one understands it. My mom just thinks it's junk to me. But I really don't. Some people may think it's just writing, but not to me - it's like knowledge and seeking the truth. Finding whats real and false and combining of the two worlds of information (viewpoints of yourself what you believe, compared to what is out there - you know). I don't know maybe it is absurd. Already a lot is missing. Your mind can only comprehend so much!
Lately, thats not much in my case. I'm not the one who has that natural intelligence. I have to work for it. It seems like know I can't even free - write without actually looking it up. I don't have confidence. The things that I know is experience and thats everything I freewrite. Poetry I like - I even have entered some of mine in www.poetry.com, but there not good and they'll never be. Thats not my act like other people. Other people - Just blow my mind! See that's one of problems right there - I don't have what it takes. Thats a broad statement for my life. Like I don't want to be a risk taker, but I also want to find my act. It would be perfect if someone just pointed it out. It's also very scary not knowing, it scares me everytime I think about.
Well my older brother - I think had a lot of pressure was mainly, because he didn't graduate from highschool. My dad thought he was until a week before the principal called up - no names mentioned - and left a message on the answering machine. "Your son, Christopher, is not going to graduate. Have a Nice Day." Have a Nice Day that's what really got my dad plus the whole fact that in Conferences the teachers said that he was doing good in all his classes. My dad then told ALL the teachers if he slacks off that they should call him and my dad would deal with it. My older brother was suppose to be the rolemodel for all of us and thats what I think was the whole reason beyond it all and the falling out or "the move out."

When you move you out - you grow up pretty damn fast. My mom during that time - really got on my dads case and I say my mom has a way closer relationship with my brother than with my little brother Josh and I. I think I'm the one who is fartherest from closeness - it's an odd relationship that my mom and I share. It's like mostly though lashing out at each other - mostly I, but I think either were are too much like sometimes or so indifferent it is not even funny. Sorry to say, I like my mom and all, but I don't want to be anything like her and even though I try - I can't get away from some of the things. My mom would bring food to my brother at his apartment and would clean it up. I think she called him every week - it was constant though. Going and doing stuff for him. I don't know... I think when my brother moved out was when we had a closer brother and sister relationship. Chris was a jerk to me - he was like my tormentator and it was awful when the boys teamed up on me. He was constantly trying to embarass me - there's a hidden rule of things you should do and not do or should be between siblings. If there was - I'm pretty sure he broke most of them. My older guy cousins were nicer to me then he was. He would ditch me in school, he obviously didn't want to be seen with me at all. I had to ride the bus often - most the time. He was just rude and when it came around to my little brother hitching a ride I was all for it.

I didn't want to be like that. Although I would be threatening of not giving a ride if he angered me in the car, which happened a lot of times when I first drove. Always referring to my driving skills - accidents and such and how I'm a bad driver. He should be thankful. Unthankful - ingrate. Or messin with the music.

So at my grandmas ... I was watching the history channel for a glimpse. It was something about cheating the casino's - BORING. I feel kind of obligated to flip and glance at history channel. God bless my grandpa. My grandpa Glenn watched the history channel everytime I came to the house. He was a very intelligent man - I love him. He served time in military and was in the submarines for missions - I didn't get to know him until after his stroke. He lost his ability to write with his prominant hand and had to learn how to drive all over again and shot. Although, I think he stopped hunting after that, he used to make his own bullets downstairs along with own cigars. He was also a Firemen before and he restored two of the engines and thanks to him still run to this day. Seen in the parade every year on display in downtown Bemidji. I remember the smell of his smoke of cigerettes and today still love that smell. I remember, he could always sing songs although could not speak. Every Christmas or around he would pick me up with my six-month apart cousin and he would sing Christmas songs - Jingle Bells. I remember he always chewed Wrigley's Spearmint - good stuff and th fond memories of the riding on the three-wheeler with him. I remember riding in his Ford 1986 green pick-up truck on his many adventures. I remember when we raked leaves he would give us money and run us to the Nymore Meat Market. He was so AWESOME - a good man was lost in February of a heart attack - it breaks my heart.
Well, later I flipped back to the channel and it was about how this team was designed by this guy who had this mathematical complex way. It was pretty awesome, but I said I can always probably buy the tape of this. I know I would like it anyhow just the way it was presented. Then On Netscapes homepage was an article how to beat the Casino. And this is how I got to thinking - through many webs.

Behind-the News

My Progress:

I started to volunteer my time at the end of the school year last year for the news. I would say about the first of May or in April. My first time to the station was nerve-wrecking. The director, Matt, gave me e-mails of the telling of job descriptions that are there. It was a year lapse, since I had anything dealing with video. I took my Intro to Video, Advanced Video (LumberjAcK Live), and Broadcasting in high school.

Before this all happened....

I told my dad that I was thinking of Mass Communications and since Dennis interviewed my dad I kind of had an "in." I was going to talk to Lakeland and see if I could help out even though I told my dad I was effie about it because I did not have that much experience, but was something that would be fun.
So my dad and I e-mailed Lakeland and theyy said that I could come in. So I did and you know what it's like when you first mean someone - that nervousness kind of strange vibe to it. I was afraid of the first impression - you always want the person to like you and I didn't know how and who everyone and everything was going to be like. Was it going to be a very gloomy serious - fun way, because your learning way or were some people had that character where they joked around. Was the place going to be just like the big production studios.
The first two nights they let me watch which was a good thing and Dennis who is the awesomest news anchorman actually talked to me. It was a very relaxing enviroment they started me off in and thats a good thing, becauseI get way too anxious.
Then my first job was teleprompter, which I did click on the mouse making the background screen white with black letters. When I was getting "trained" for the craft. "Dave Brooks" the radio announcer that you sometimes hear on the country station 101.3? was the one who was my mentor and he told me not to put my hand up by the button, because the slightest touch and the screen will go white with black letters - existing out of the running script. It was not a big deal and I didn't do that twice.
The director then, gave me tech discripts of the things that went wrong that night, a lot of times viewers don't pick up on them. Which was so cool considering that some peeps didn't receive them. I felt Special. I am Special... I already know that and proud of what just like my kindergarten teacher told each one of her students, which I was one of them. Thank you very much.
I think I went in every week for a month. My next step was camera's and Dave, the nicest guy was my mentor for two training days then other people helped me out. That went on for quite awhile. I was not comfortable going solo.
Camera's was the first time I got a nickname from the news crew who are cool - I just had to add that. I wanted to know what the sentence sounded like when I added "who are cool" but anyhoo, I had a difficult moving the camera's. DON'T Laugh at ME. Honestly they were different then the high school - I'm pretty sure - I'm not 100% so I can't swear. But in reality I can swear - quite well - too I might add. And one of the anchors not mentioning names, but "he" said it was like driving a car and no it was not Dennis. You can narrow it down. I asked if it was like an automatic (was thinking). And he said "Yeah."Then I made a fricken smart ass comment saying I don't drive an automatic I drive a clutch. Thats when my nickname around the station would be Clutch.
Sarah "Clutch" Skime - yeah don't wear it out. I have to admit though I did get into that one.
Then as soon as I did solo. Onto the next, which was loading the C.G. "Computer Graphics." Honestly it is fun, but knowledge of the computer's program and such is very handy - very good that the director walked me through it. Honestly I could never walk a day in the director's shoes he is the man.
Then next was C.G. - on the 2nd night I did it - I double clutched - thats when I got my first talking to. But I would rather get lectured of what I did wrong then let it slide. People honestly need to yell at me - I can take - I'm a tough girl. I'm not like glass - I will not break. Thats when I double clutched it. Then the nicknames kept rolling in. Your middle initial should be O so you can be SOS.
On the credits - my name is Sarah E. Skime. I feel damn proud. Just recently I did a week on audio and I say I passed on that mission and do it again. I had a sweet night on audio just last night - Wednesday: October 27th. I think I came far and if this was to be my major I would be farther more knowledgeable in area right know then others at my level / age.

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Sleeping Pill Rise in US

Bill Berkrot did an article: In US, the prescription use of sleeping pills are soaring

Younger Americans solution by massive numbers to get some sleep is spending money, so they don't toss and turn. Among adults 20-24 in a study conducted by a prescription management company - USE of sleep medications doubled in 2000 to 2004. Getting a restful night for these college aged peeps has 190 percent jump from that period (4 years 2000-2004; Medco Health Solutions released on Monday - October 17th, 2005).

More than 70 million Americans may be affected by a sleep problem (insomnia or sleep apnea) while some 60 percent have chronic sleep disorder there suffering too, according to National Institutes of Health.

Among children 10-19 was a shocker in the study with use of sleep aids increase by 85 percent - money spent is 223 percent over the 2000 levels. The study of first six months of 2004 also found most the children who were treated for hyperactivity disorder was on sleep meds (15 percent). There may be a correlation.

No matter the age - Women more likely than men to use sleep medicines. 58% higher than men in the age group 20-64.

...'Elderly still most frequent users, but the study shows that even a younger group than before is introduced to use of these medications (with a greater frequency)' -Dr. Robert Epstein said something along those lines (Medco's chief medical officer)

Adults problems are mainly that they can't stay asleep whereas children have difficulty going to sleep.

In the United States, more than 35 million sleeping pills prescriptions were filled in 2004 (spending 2.1 billion dollars) - NIH (National Institutes of Health).

World's most popular sleep drug made by Sanofi-Aventis is Ambien - sales hitting 1.74 billion dollars in 2004.

*2.4 million Americans Medco study accounts for in years 2000 through 2004.

(Copyright of Article is Reuters Ltd; All Rights Reserved : Posted on 10/17/2005 at 01:23)

Diseases Missed By Doctors

There are Seven diseases that are generally missed by doctors, so pay attention it may happen to you.

1. Heart Disease

2. Ovarian Cancer

3. Celiac Cancer

4. Lupus

5. Hepatitis C

6. Chlamydia

7. Multiple Sclerosis

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It's All Your Fault

My older brother ordered a snowboard like a month ago and it finally came in. The package was "untouched" and you knw how sibling rivilary is. I wanted to see it and so I decided around dinner time that I was going to open it a little way.
For one the girls in our family never have had a snowboard and the boys have. Christmas like four winters ago, the boys got snowboards while the girls got skis - honestly how sterotypical is that. I'm still mad at my dad at that. I want tp snowboard and I still want to.
I was going to have myself a peek and my little brother told me I can't open it without my older brother Chris not there. So it became a little fight. Pushing each other around - the last push would end badly for one of us. The push was against the counter and then we both saw a puddle of blood. Not the most horrific - more a shock of anything. I started panically telling my little brother Josh to look on the bottom of his foot. He did and then I told him to lift his other one that's when I knew it was me and when the pain sunk in.

ADvisory... From this point on

That's when I started screaming. I was like mom I'm bleeding. She was like I told you someone was going to get hurt. I was screaming to my little sister to call 911 over and over again. She told Kelsi No, we'll run her to the hospital. And I was arguing with my mom. Kelsi was in a hesitated position. Then she came out and that's when she told Josh to get a towel and put pressure on it. She got the SUV started. She had to warm it up and I watched the blood to combine into one puddle. Then they both had carried me - I don't remember who carried what (my feet). I remember I saw blood trailing in the snow outside as I was getting carried and my dogs licking it. Gross. My mom was screaming for my siblings to clean it up and I was too. That's just too barbaric for me.

As we were going to the hospital - We drove a mile and a half and my mom pulled the vehicle over. What the Hell? This is when I was really freakin out. I'm going to die I would say, because this idea enetered into my mind. My mom said she was going to pass out - she saw a glimpse of my foot and I guessed it grossed her out, because she could see all the way through.

A dog to Care for

My cousin asked me to check up on the dogs she was watching and let them to run outside for awhile, but watch him. The black mutt named "Pepper" liked to rome - she actually ran away a few days before. So watching her like a hawk played an important key in my mind.
My cousin lives a half an hour away, so I went there and brought my little sister with me.
My little sister "Kelso," had never seen my cousin's house. Kelsi was kind of hesitant on going.

There were two dogs and we tried to let them out one at a time. Pepper went out in the woods and Kelsi and I would be screaming for it to come back. Pepper would listen some of the time, but would eventually mosey on back to the woods. We finally got Pepper back to the house and I was inside for some odd reason and could hear Kelsi yelling that one of the dogs was bleeding on the porch and by that time Pepper was inside too and put inside kennel. Then I looked to see massive amounts of blood all over the floor. I looked at each of the dogs looking them over to finally see it was Pepper and of course the blood dripping from her kennel wasn't a dead give-away. I was literally freakin out. I don't know what to do and I regreted even going out and trying to help my cousin out. We called my cousin's dad, Jeff asking what should we do? Bring the dog to the vet - my mom was called before and she didn't know how to get there and of course she wouldn't even dare to try. Jeff said he was going to be there. I held pressure on the dogs foot, but she wouldn't stand still until ten minutes later when she layed down. The other dog was making noise - we put him in kennel was being a nuisance and licking other dog's blood.

You know that's just sick. Literally the blood I think went everywhere the walls, the floors, on porch, and all over the kennel. When Jeff came he said he'll be fine at that time I think I was holding tightly on bottom of dog's foot for about 20-25 minutes. I was at the point where I was losing grip. The dog had a broken glass bottle to cut it's foot we found out later. I was just worried about the dog dying in my care - how bad would that be. Thats why I was like - we should bring it to the vet. We just put the dogs in it's kennels and left. And I didn't talk to my cousin about it, but she found out. How can you tell someone that news. She said there was even blood on the ceiling - how in the hell. She said Pepper was still bleeding a little bit and K'Man (intention of no specificity on names) wrapped it's leg, but obviously was not as bad as before.

THat's my experience that I never want to experience with again.

Next...

I have a fear of blood, but it's something that I think can overcome. So my dear ole' dad gives blood every six months - every time he's asked to come in. The times that I've went in it always made me cringe with he whole needle in the arm - No Thank You - I can really go without. You know. If I'm seriously thinking of going to the medical fear - I have to seriously think of doing things that would seem erning to me (another opposite word for diserning, know one). Things that are not going to be in my best interest like going to see a dissection (was going to go at the U of M last year, but was full - my teacher from intro to anatomy and physiology suggested iy) or give blood.
I was to give blood. They first prick your thumb and it doesn't hurt - it's just what are you going to do with a cut on your finger. They do this kind of for a qualification to donate for a hemoglobin count. The girl in front of me who the nurses thought we were sisters were sent away , because hers wasn't high enough. As I was in the little office, the nurse told me that women usually were refused, because have a lower range of the count. Men usually almost always get accepted. I had a high count.

Most Recent Happening

I went to We-Fest this summer like a lot of the other summers. If you haven't been to this event, you should. It is either something you'll either dread or love. Last summer was bad - too much DRAMA that is created when people feud. Different people that came - I presume made the change and became a major factor ... I guess for all the DRAMA. I didn't think there would be - the more the merrier....right? Wrong in this case.! Plus I already get bored as Is - I get bored easily.
At this point like the other past three years - I wasn't really sure of the direction my life was heading. The only highlight of my day, was when I "saved a guy."
Whitney and I, were heading to camp from the last concert of the Fest - Tim McGraw. Or as I call "Timmy McGraw." We kind of strayed from our pack. Then all of a sudden my eyes finally focused on a guy on the ground with three people around him facing me - kind of a delayed action - taking a few seconds. This picture didn't hit me right away - it took my a few seconds to come to that conclusion, because when it comes down to it - the scene didn't look like anything out of the ordinary. You just see things that are fucked up around here, plus there was tons of people going around their normal business. People were walking past him without any of there cares just lining up going to their camp (it almost looks like cattle). Then a girl was asking if anyone would give up their shirt. The thought did occur to me as weird, but didn't really click until I came closer to the middle-aged man.

I saw this guy bleeding profusely. I had another tank top underneath (it was a "club top" mainly reason why I had a tank top over another). This guy needed help, so I gave it up. I absolutely dislike it when people do nothing - stand around just spectacting. Literally people are telling stories - BS ing while this guy is bleeding all over. It was as if nothing had happened. (This whole thought concept is above me - Ughhh - ...Just like California).

My Reserved Seating tag got caught up, so it seemed like forever to get it untangled. The same girl who asked for the shirt was talking to the victim (one of the three peeps I saw originally). She and I were holding my top and applying pressure to his head wound. I asked if she was a medic, because that would mean I did all I can do and I'm done. I felt out of place and from the corner of my eye I could see that Whitney was getting antsy. Supposed medic said she worked at front gate and was "in the army" - in a way that they know what to do in a medical emergency. She told the victim to lay down and I didn't want to tell her she was wrong, but you have to - so I was like "Umm, your suppose to elevate."

Then people surrounding me - "yeah elevate." Always on a bleeding victim you always want the wound elevated more then the heart - it reduces the blood flow. I thought it was common sense. C'mon.

Since victim was conscious he stood up and that is when I saw Whitney being pushed. I thought they were medics and had arrived. I left, because I felt like it was my time to go plus it kind of ticked me off that they were questioning Whitney and pushing her. So I left and hoped the man was in good hands.

Then on the way back, Whitney said I hope you don't have any cuts. I said nO....I'm PrEttY sure... NO I Don't. I Know I don't. I don't think I got any blood on me amyways. She told me that I needed to wash my hands at LEAST ten times before I was able to sleep in the tent. As soon as I got back - that's exactly what I did. I saw that I did get a little blood on me and luckily I didn't have cuts.

I was thinking about this on the way back and later - that the knowledge of saving someone's life outweighs the risk. The feeling that I did something good is something that I don't get often. It was better to know that I did good and that I WAS THERE.

Maybe this was a sign to my near profession in the future or maybe is was a mere coincedence. I'll never know, but it makes me think.

BLOOD

BLOOD IS MY HOW TO SPEECH

I've had many experiences on this topic and I'll share that in upcoming stories.
It shall be something you never forget - AT LEAST I know I haven't!!

MY HOW TO SPEECH - for College Writing - October 2005 - By:Sarah Skime

Learn How To Save A Life by Controlling One Not to Bleed to Death - Externally

Steps To Control Bleeding

1. Apply Direct Pressure

*Place Sterile Dressing or Cloth

*Place Firmly against wound with Gloved Hand

2. Elevate Wound above level of Heart

3. Apply Pressure Bandage or “roller gauze”

*Cover the Dressing using overlapping turns

*Secure Bandage

*If Blood Soaks through place additional dressing

(….At this point if bleeding stops, determine if further care is needed)

If doesn’t stop – Roller Gauze Wound

Send Someone to Call EMS

THEN..

4. Use a Pressure Point

*Maintain direct pressure and elevation as before

*Locate Pressure Point – if in arm – the brachial artery

*Press brachial artery against the underlying bone

(If wound is in leg …

Press with heel of your hand to the region where the leg bends at hip)

5. Continue to Minimize Shock

*Direct Pressure, Elevation, and Pressure Point to be Maintained

*Usually in external bleeding position person Sui-Pine or on back

*Monitor Breathing and Circulation

*Keep Person from getting chilled or overheating (place blanket over elevate feet over 12 inches)

*Apply as many additional dressings as necessary

REMEMBER TO KEEP THE VICTIM AS COMFORTABLE AS POSSIBLE

In First Aid there is the 3 C’s: CHECK, CALL, and CARE, but in case of external bleeding you want to take care of the injury immediately and call as soon as it is either controlled or if there is someone around you that can call.

BLOOD

-Average adult has between 10 and 12 pints of blood (5-6 liters)

-Platelets are solid components found in red and white blood cells that are an essential factor to the body’s clotting mechanism, since platelets bind together. Until the blood clots can be formed, you have to deal with controlling the bleeding artificially by the steps.

Blood has Three Major Functions:

-Transporting oxygen, nutrients, and wastes

-Protecting against disease and defense against pathogens by the production of antibodies

-Maintaining constant body temperature or known as “homeostasis” by circulating throughout the body.

Blood has Three Major Vessels:

-Arteries: Carry blood AWAY from the heart.

-Capillaries: Link arteries and veins, transporting oxygen and other nutrients from the blood to the cells (waste product such as carbon dioxide would be picked up from cells and then moved to veins)

-Veins: Carry blood to the heart.

*Arterial Bleeding is Most Severe (Life-threatening), since is under more pressure it is more difficult for clots to form. Clots cannot form as rapidly, so is harder to control the bleeding from wound. Since high concentration of oxygen – type of bleeding has a bright red color.

*Venous Bleeding is easier to control than arterial and since is under less pressure – closer to skin’s surface. Severe bleeding would happen in this case if injury were in thigh. Oxygen is poor in blood, so blood is a dark red or maroon.

*Capillary Bleeding is Most Common and usually slow flowing, since vessels are small. Clotting occurs easily.

PRECAUTIONS: USE GLOVES WHENEVER DEALING WITH FIRST AID.

- If Gloves are not absolutely necessary then fold a cloth or have victim hold the wound.

Preventing the Vital Organs to be damaged or fail when controlling the bleeding. Since severe bleeding reduces the flow of oxygen-rich blood to body.