The Prince and the Healer

Once upon a time there was a prince.  He was a good prince and his family and his kingdom loved him very much.  One day, as he was travelling around his kingdom he met this beautiful princess who said she was visiting his kingdom.  She was so beautiful and intelligent that he fell in love with her almost immediately.  Unfortunately for the Prince, she was not really a princess, she was actually a witch who disguised herself  as a foreign princess.  Since the prince was so madly in love with her, it was easy to her to enchant him and whisk him to her castle where she kept him as a willing captive.

After a while, the magic waned and the prince started seeing the witch for who she really was.  At first, he didn't believe it because he was still so enamored, and so he hid any signs of his gradual awakening from the witch.  She, believing her magic was still strong did not worry and continued on without a care.  But one day, the spell finally broke completely, and the prince was able to see the witch for who she truly was and he was horrified that he had been so in love with a person who was so evil.  After his revelation he decided he needed to escape from the witch's clutches and so he devised a plan that he would escape in the dead of night, when the witch was out doing her evil deeds.  When the night came, he grabbed his cloak and he stole out of her castle, fighting some of her minions along the way.  When the witch came back to the castle she was furious about the prince's escape and screamed a curse out into the air.  While the prince was running away from the castle, thunder shook and he heard her voice in the air...she hissed "You will never be able to receive help without hurting another person, if anyone tries to heal you, they will take your wounds onto their body, as you heal, they will suffer".  The prince's stomach dropped as he looked at his wounds already attained from the witch's guards.  But he resolved that he needed to escape and pressed on.

The witch's realm lay in the middle of an ancient and angry forest, full of creatures filled with malice, ready to ravage anything in their path.  The wounded prince struggled to through the forest, fought many vile creatures and finally reached the ends of the forest of evil.  As he emerged, he was barely conscious due to his injuries from fighting the many creatures he came across and from half starving from his long journey.  As his vision blurred he saw a village in the distance and limped towards it.  Just outside a village there was a little house on the outskirts and it was near this house that the prince collapsed and lost consciousness.

Working out in the field with her animals, the villager who lived in that small house caught the faintest glimpse of the prince right before he collapsed.  She immediately ran over to him to see what was the matter and who he was.  When she got to him, his face was so covered in blood and swelling that she couldn't tell who he was.  Even if she did, the prince was gone for a long time and the kingdom became worried about their prince and where he had gone.  Eventually people began to loose hope and the prince was assumed to be dead.  Because of this, the villager woman thought him to be a traveler that accidentally ventured into the woods.  In her compassion she resolved to save the traveler and tried to get him to her house.  As she was trying to move him, she felt a strange chill on the air and thought that she heard some evil whispers.  She was nervous, but she couldn't let this poor soul out here to die, so she ignored the chill and eventually got him inside.

Luckily for the prince, this village woman was known for her gentle care and healing prowess. She was often called upon to find medicinal roots, and care for the sick in her village.  After she got him settled in her bed, she began to clean his wounds out.  As she was cleaning, she felt a strange burning sensation in her face and arms, as if someone was grazing her with a very hot knife.  She was a little frightened but she continued. After a while, she had done all she could for the prince for now and she left him to sleep.  That strange feeling she experienced eventually went away and she attributed it to possibly grazing a poisonous plant earlier in the day and thought nothing of it.

Despite the efforts of this village healer, the prince had been poisoned in his struggle in the forest and slipped into a feverish coma.  The village woman knew that his situation was dire but that all she could do was make him comfortable while his body fought the poison.  Every night she sat at his bed side with a moist towel to wipe his brow, warm broth to feed him and extra bandages to dress his wounds.
After a while, the prince's face healed enough to reveal his handsome features and the village healer, little by little became fond of him.  As she took care of him, she would read to him, tell him about her day and even tell jokes to him.  Soon, despite the prince still locked in a battle against the sickness in his veins, the healer began to love him and told him everything about her.  This love that she had for him was possibly what blinded her to the strange coincidences that kept happening to her.  She never noticed that after she had nursed the prince that she would gain injuries.  Whether she caught her back on a nail or a rope burned her or she accidentally cut herself with a knife, she began to accumulate more and more injuries.  Each time, she thought it was an unfortunate event and just shrugged it off.  After a while though, the healer began to feel ill herself.  Attributing it to a seasonal sickness she kept on doing her duties to her village and diligently attending the prince.

She did notice with much joy that he seemed to be getting better with each passing day.  She was so happy that he was getting over his sickness and that he'll wake up soon and finally meet her, that she didn't notice that she wasn't getting better.  Getting up in the mornings became harder, she started being unable to attend to the villages and would turn people away claiming she was too ill to be of service.  Despite that she would never fail to attend the prince, her lost traveler.  Soon she got so ill that she collapsed right as she was taking the last bandage off of the final wound of the prince's arm.

When she fell to the floor unconscious and near death, the prince finally woke up.  His body felt wonderful and while he was still a little weak, he managed to sit up and swing his feet over the side of the bed.  When he looked down, he saw the healer lying on the floor.  She looked so ill by this time she was hardly recognizable.  The prince not knowing who she was but knowing that she needed help summoned the strength to pick her up and take her into the village.  He called out in the middle of the village for help and announced that he was the lost prince and needed to return to his family and his kingdom but that this women needed assistance because she looked very ill.  One of the village elders took her into her home, she knew about the healer's deeds and began to try and nurse her.  But very soon after the prince left the little village, the healer died.  As the prince was on his way back to his kingdom, he thought about who that healer was and how he woke up there.  But those thoughts quickly faded as he hurried home awaiting to see his royal family and all of his friends again.

 ~The End~

En garde!

I feel like that has kind of been the story of my personal life in the last couple of months.  I don't trust anybody and consequently I really just can't relax and enjoy another person's company.  Well, in my opinion, this kind of sucks.  Superficially I have no drama, beneath the surface I feel like I'm stuck in a current that I can't swim out of.

The reasons for this are pretty obvious to me.  Remember that one who I wrote all those rosey little blog posts about?  Well our time together came and went, almost like a dream where one immediately wakes up in the middle.  There were many good and bad things about this relationship, but I like to see it as a net positive experience for me.  It taught me a lot about who I am and what I like in other people, but the most important thing it taught me was the importance of security.  It never occurred to me how this one facet of a relationship can just make things click into place and quickly make even imperfect situations appear perfect and meant to be.

You never know what you've got till its gone.  To some extent I think its true, but I think I knew what I had when I had it.  Which makes me feel all the more hollow in places I haven't felt empty in a very long time.  I'm trying to move on.  I really am.  I just haven't run into anyone else that I can truly let my guard down in front of.  So for now, I'm going to be a fencer in a perpetual duel.

Long time no post!

Hi everyone!

Its currently 2013 and my god, a lot has happened since I've last written a post!  Lets see, to distill it down to a sentence....I ended up having to remediate my first year of vet school due to anxiety I was later diagnosed with, I loved and lost, I still don't have a dog, and I got fish.

I'd put in more details, but I unfortunately don't have time right now.  Gross Anatomy beckons.

Oh yeah, I have a blog...

Its been a while and since I am bored with packing my stuff I thought I'd might as well blog a bit.  A lot has happened since I last blogged.  The last post was something that only a particular audience would immediately get and I might as well admit (for posterity's sake) that it was when the guy that I liked finally admitted to dating me.  As of now we are in a relationship and its been such a relief for me, there is a lot to that that I would like to vent about eventually but I'll hold off on it until I get through the rest of the catching up summary.

Other than boy stuff going somewhere, I got my research poster done and presented at a research for under grads fair.  I was panicking about it for weeks, but I was finally able to present some of my research on marine mammal strandings and put it in poster form. I didn't win any awards, but it was exciting to be there and present my work.  It was an ego boost when a girl next to mine complemented me on my work.  It felt so good to have someone think that my work was 'cool' and worthwhile.  For that whole experience (plus a 2 page summary of my project) I got to get a blue chord to wear at my graduation.  That blue chord took so much work, but I'm glad I did it.  I really wanted to wear an honor chord for getting a gpa, but it just wasn't high enough (I hope I can give confidence to all the people aspiring veterinary school that it is still possible to get in, even if your grades are not as high as you'd like).  I didn't feel too bad about it though, after all, I did get into veterinary school, and I had another cool chord to wear instead.

As you can guess from the date of this post, I have in fact graduated and now hold a bachelors of science in Zoology.  I'm not sure the gravity of this has completely hit me yet, but I'm still excited about it.  Now I hold the same level of degree as both of my parents (which I have to admit is a weird feeling).  Watch out grandpa, I'm going to get your degree next (well, same degree for animal medicine, heheh).

My family is currently visiting me right now, and as much as I love them, I'm glad they are doing their own thing right now.  Its been giving me some time to myself, and I have to admit I'm enjoying the quiet of my apartment.  So far I've been able to watch two anime films I've been wanting to watch and get some more packing done without the cacophony of noise that my family brings.  Hopefully I'll be able to get a lot done before I have to leave with them to go home.  I've decided to spend the summer with my family and hopefully relax a bit before the long haul of veterinary school.

Ah, veterinary school, I'm so nervous about starting in the fall.....

Patience

And thats the truth of it.  If you want something badly, never give up, keep on trying, and someday you just might get what you were waiting for.

Powers of 10

I've always wanted to get better at drawing and so this term I decided to take a drawing class this term.  Its been kind of tedious but I did enjoy our final project.  The only directions we were given for this project was that it had to be at least 6 drawings of whatever you want, they just have to be tied together in some way.  I thought about this for a long time and decided to do powers of 10 based off of the 1977 video:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0fKBhvDjuy0

Here are my pictures from small to large:

(10^-13 ish)This was originally supposed to be a carbon atom, but I'm not sure if I got the number of protons and neutrons right....oh well

(10^-7) DNA wrapped around some histones, this is my attempt at being inside the nucleolus with all the genetic material floating around and the nuclear pores out in the distance.

(10^-4.5) the animal cell, this used to be one of my favorite geeky science things to draw.  I could name all the organelles I put in there but that would probably be a big digression....moving on

(10^0) this took me forever to do, especially his face.  Its almost tragic that I erased the part I worked the hardest on for privacy's sake, but that is the internet for you.

(10^5) All I can say is: thank you google earth =)

(10^7) Earth, it didn't turn out too badly

(10^13) I'm not sure I buy that this is 10^13, I think I misunderstood the video, but I dunno, it still works.

For the written component of this project I included the meaning of the works as a whole because I thought it added to it.  So here it is for your viewing pleasure.

The meaning of the work:

The ultimate meaning of my final project is the importance of perspective.  Once upon a time ago, after an event with held emotional weight for me, a friend told me…In the grand scheme of things, what does it really matter anyway?  This was an attempt to assuage my feelings using something that I value above many things, scientific fact and logic.  He is right in a way, if you take a difficult or painful situation and put it in perspective of the universe, it doesn’t really matter.  All we are, all the decisions we make, are just the result of billions upon trillions of atoms interacting with other atoms that over the unforgiving tread of time might well end up somewhere else in the universe.  This is all true, scientific fact, as elucidated by Isaac Newton in his law about the conservation of matter.  But, despite it being true, it is not the only true perspective.  If the only perspective considered is one of general scientific fact it can shield the ugly and evil while de-valuing all that is beautiful and good about the human condition.  It is why it is absolutely vital that in life, perspective of the present is considered.  Proper perspective of particular situation will stir the compassion and empathy that would otherwise be lost in the lens of science.  It is compassion and empathy that makes us unique as a species on this earth and is something that should be preserved. 

In the drawing of the people in regular scale, I used myself and a dear friend of mine.  Our situation is complex, to say the least.  There has been tension as well as affection and it has been very difficult to toe the line.  I drew us this way partially as expression of my feelings, but also as an expression of the central point of this work.  In the end, none of what we do with each other matters, but that doesn’t mean we should forget the present, and what it means to us.

Bucketlist and some

So I don't have a huge long list of things I want to do for you right now because I haven't seen the paper where I wrote that stuff down, BUT, I do have one that I really want to add.

Addition 1 to Bucketlist: Dance Cuban Salsa, Cuban style.

Cuban Style as I was informed is when you dance Cuban salsa, in a bikini, on a beach.  Frankly what I'm envisioning here is a beach on Hawaii, Carribean, or Mexico (not the sketch parts) where its warm, its surrounded by tropical flora, and there is probably going to be a party worth a dos equis commercial as soon as the sun goes down.

All I need to do is get people to come with me who know how to dance that dance.  It shouldn't be too hard, I mean, who doesn't want to go dancing on a tropical beach? A crazy person, obviously.



More bucketlist additions!
-See the aurora borealis
-Find an intact sand dollar by myself
-dance/frolic in a field of fireflies on a summer's evening