What the french toast!?!?

As a child, I watched ALOT of television. When I say "alot", I don't mean afterschool when I was finished my homeowork or after going outside, television was my LIFE. I know that may sound a bit dramatic, but it's entirely true; I was addicted to televsion. So, from about birth up until the end of freshman year, I was completely and utterly glued to my television, even going so far as to refuse to eat unless there was a T.V. in front of me. The only thing that changed this was theatre. As some of you may know, the plays take up alot of time, leaving very little time for me to watch my best friend.  Anyway, lately I've been watching a little more T.V. than usual, never straying far away from my new love: the computer, but there is one thing in particular that I love to watch and that is the Orbitz commercials. They are always fresh, funny and original. One commercial in particular is about a woman who confronts her philandering husband and his mistress. The original part of this commercial is that in lieu of standard profanity, they use funny phrases like: "What the french toast?" and "Who are you callin' a cootie queen you lint licker!?!". What does this have to do with my project? Pretty much everything, considering it's a gum commercial and my project is about dentistry. I thought that making dentistry funny and enjoyable might get more people to realize that it's really not that bad. Sure your gums will hurt after an occasional visit, you might even bleed, but if you take care of your teeth properly, you will have absolutely nothing to worry about the next time you visit Dr. Drill.

Denta-wha? Denta-who?

This week at Dr. Okons office was actually a bit different than regularly. I was jumped from room to room, and felt a little in the way, but got a chance to talk to a woman who was being prepped for a root canal. Unlike most of the people who come through the office, she was young, and not afraid to speak whatever word came to her mind. Even though I go to school with about 500 students who curse like nobody's business, myself included, but I was not used to patients, for lack of a better word, who come in the dentist's office and curse. Even though she was pretty liberal with her mouth, I enjoyed talking to her about her impending procedure; giving her the "run-down" of what would happen, even learning some more things from Kathy, one of the dental assistants. I have a few more months of documenting to go and although I've only really connected with Janet and older Kathy, the receptionists, I do enjoy going there most of the time and can't wait until Wednesday to go again.

Pruh Pruh Pruh Prrrooommm Pruh Pruh Pruh Prroooommmm

Hello Blogspot, It's that time of year. What time of year you ask? Promtime! I know that just about every girl in the country is thinking about prom right now, even though it's months away. I should probably be thinking about the impending senior trip, or my birthday, both just about two and a half short weeks away. There is so much for me to think about this year, including graduation, but somehow, in the grand scheme of things, prom is at the top of the list. The problem with prom is that it's the one time of year when everyone is expecting you to be big, grand and beautiful. Even though I know that I have pretty decent taste and will have no problems looking nice, I have one major problem that most single prom hopefuls have: I have absolutely NO clue who I'm going to take to prom! The worst thing that can happen to a single, senior girl is going to problem alone. I know going alone isn't the worst thing that can happen in the world, but I need some arm candy! (I really hope that doesn't sound too conceited or shallow) While I'm on my date-hunt, I'll keep in mind that going to prom alone isn't the absolute worst thing that could happen to me, but that doesn't mean I won't try my hardest to get one! By the way, the dress above is the one I plan on wearing!

Is Grease really the "Word"?

I am fully aware that Grease is long gone and other cast members who have Senior Project talk about it entirely too much, but I have one last point to make before hanging up that Pink Ladie's jacket. During Act 1 Scene 7, Roger (Kyle Thompson) and Jan (Briana Woodruff) talk about Coca-Cola, and the effects extended use may have. Granted it was a musical, but it made me think about how products were made a few decades ago before anyone knew the "dangers" they possessed. One question that came to mind was: Have soda companies changed the amount of sugar in their drinks after learning the affects sugar has on enamel? Perhaps companies like that are only there to make a quick buck, but maybe they have "toned it down" a bit. Even making a diet substitute to everything is a step in the right direction.

High School = : [ Graduation = XD

As I've said in previous blogs, I don't consider myself a very rude, overly obnoxious, mean-spirited person, but it seems as though people love to test my patience. Considering the people who attend my school, you would think that I'm this rude, over-bearing, violent, impulsive girl who loves nothing more than to instigate fights, start arguments, talk about girls behind their back and smile in their face. Personally, I absolutely despise it when girls fight over boys, especially in high school. In the end, both girls look stupid and only one of them "wins" the affections of a boy who isn't worth the time they give. The only thing that makes me angrier than girls fighting over a guy is when they try to include me in the debacle. There is NO boy in my school, or the world even, worth fighting for, especially if the boy in question wasn't mine to begin with. High school girls are crazy and I'm so thankful that in three short months I will no longer be grouped with them.

Down the Dental Roadd Again

On yet another excursion to the magical land that is Dr. Okon's office, I witnessed another denture fixing. To be honest, it's starting to become a bit redundant. Other than the denture fixing, which was pretty standard, I saw a root canal. Unfortunately, I only saw the end of it which consisted of him sticking a half-inch plastic stick-like object into two holes he drilled into the man's teeth. Even though I haven't seen anything different in the past two weeks, I very much enjoy going there and learn alot. I may not have learned anything new yet, but I have learned alot, as much as can be learned by observing anyway, about the things I have seen. As always, I can't wait until next week when I can, hopefully, learn something new.  

On the Road Again

On Monday I went to my weekly sponsor visit and....nothing was different. In the procedure aspect anyway. I saw Barbie, one of Dr. Okon's dental assistants, fixed dentures and Kathy saw a woman for a denture screening, which is basically a fitting for dentures. I had to leave a bit early because of an important rehearsal, it being production week. Eventually, I will start to visit twice a week, getting as much information and "spectator knowledge" as I can.

Genetic Connection

After beginning my "shadowing" of Dr. Okon and his workers, I've found myself paying more attention to peoples teeth. I've never really liked looking into peoples' eyes as I've found it a bit uncomforatable and intimate, but, when in deep conversation, I shift my gaze from their nose to their eyes. As of late, I've been looking at their teeth and I've noticed that siblings teeth model their parents'. My and my brothers' teeth both have one small likeness: our upper left central tooth juts out in front of our upper right central tooth. I've noticed this about other people and their siblings as well. Perhaps teeth, like everything else the human body is made of, is simply a clone of their parents, having less real originality than thought of.

(To Hand Jive Beat) Standing in the Bread line Babehh OH YEAH!!

As you all know, I'm a senior in high school. I'm a 17, going on 18, year old senior in high school and I have no job. The life of an unemployed senior is a tough one; senior year being the most expensive time in high school. My family isn't dirt poor, but we're not exactly rolling in the dough. I've recently come into some money, which I use for some of my senior expenses, but it's not enough and I absolutely despise asking my parents for money. It's not like I haven't tried, I've tried very hard, I just haven't been very successful. So, if you have a friend, or a friend of a friend, hook a "sistah" up. 

Senior + Freshman = PAIN!

I don't consider myself a very violent or angry person, although I can be a bit difficult at times. However, I don't like the way some freshmen around the building have been acting towards me. Almost everyone who knows me would consider me a nice person and I'd like to think of myself as a nice person, but why be so rude? The worse part is: I don't even know the girls in question; I've only seen them in passing, so it's a mystery to me as to why they would act that way.

Another Journey

Yesterday, one of my pre-determined days to visit Dr. Okon's office, I witnessed two dental procedures including: the fixing of a bonding, a permanent filling, and an extraction, which I thought was a bit gory because the man was a senior citizen with a small amount of teeth and had a mass amount of blood pertruding from the extracted tooth.