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Like A Spanish Sunday...But Mexican

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

   I'm leaving on another adventure tonight.  I've been looking forward to this trip for a few months now.  I'm going with LIGA International Flying Doctors of Mercy  on another escapade in El Fuerte and San Blas, Mexico to work in a weekend clinic shadowing all kinds of doctors. I'm extra excited for this one for a number of reasons.

    1. There's going to be a Neurosurgeon on this trip.  Why is this special? Well, how it works is different doctors choose to fly their own planes down and so every trip (they do about 7 a year) there's a different array of professions to choose from to shadow  And Neurosurgery is my favorite but there's never been a neurosurgeon on the same trip as I before.  I hope they have a brain surgery.  I've been dying to see one let alone be able to participate in one.  So I'm stoked. 

    2. My dearest friend Tori Paws is coming. I've never taken a friend with me before and I know she will love it. 
    3. My Mom is coming. She's basically one of the greatest humans I know and the most fun to be around..  Here is her name used in a sentence: "Of course the trip is going to be exciting, Shannon Lynch is going."
    4. My lovely, Spanish speaking aunt is coming as well.  Laura, I love her. 
    5. My Uncle, Mr. Dr. Podiatrist who also speaks Spanish and initially introduced us to LIGA after working with them for several years.  Dave.
   6.  After all the work is done, in El Fuerte, we're flying elsewhere to go Whale watching.  WHALE WATCHING, PEOPLE. I'M GOING TO KISS/TOUCH/CARESS A FREAKING MAMMAL OF THE SEA.

   So like I said, I'm extra excited. If you're excited too, then maybe you start thinking about coming with me next time. 

Intelly Hour

Sunday, February 26, 2012

 My newest addition to the English language:

Intelly Hour - an hour in which one discusses life. Intellectually, realistically, exhibiting only words of genuininitity. 

     I don't care if it's negative.  I don't care if it goes against
what manners of politeness that you've been taught. I don't care if it hurts, sucks, or burns.  All I want to hear is realness.  Realness with yourself, and realness with me. Let the intelly hour begin.

    Intelly hour topic #1: Today depreciated in value the moment the sun rose and especially as it set.  It was the worst birthday of my life...meaning not as good as the rest, meaning not the worst day of my life but simply 1 of the 22 birthdays in my life that could have been wonderful but was not.  So, Today was not good, and it also happened to be my birthday.  If the age 22 is always going to be like this then I'm quitting now.  Where's the nearest pool of hungry sharks.

Caution: looking at
this for too long may
cause vomiting
       Intelly hour topic # 2: Fear.  One of my fears that's been zig-zagging through my brain lately is one of conformity.  I am afraid that I'm becoming like every other girl here in Provo.  I am afraid that my mannerisms, sense of humor, politeness, aggreable-ness are following in the Provo girl rally that I detest.  NO! It's like my sassy shadow is trying to detach itself and follow sync with the generic Provo girl.  Or like I'm losing my voice, my individual rights of ownership to myself, like they were sold when I signed up to live here. NO! Don't leave me self, I need you.

     Intelly hour topic # 3:  My room mates right now?  That's right, I don't talk bad about people but this is less like an inconvenience and more like a problem affecting my life.  I would prefer a different living situation is all I'm saying.  And dealing with it is not easy but manageable. A problem I might now be able to solve but a problem I can tolerate. Don't get that confused with the word 'submit to'.  I'm not submitting to my roommates filthy habits, or letting it affect how I live my life, and especially not my happiness. But she's going to live how she is going to live and I'm going to make sure that how she lives in only on her side of the room and no where near mine.  And when she talks incessantly to herself about her Sci-Fi novels I'm going to wear headphones, when she talks uncontrollably to me about her Fantasy novels I'm going to be blunt but kind about it being rude to talk my ear to pieces about something I know nothing about and care even less about. I still respect her, and show her kindness and love despite her recent reactions and malicious attitude. I hope by the end of April we can both come to enjoy each other and wish the best for each other. It'll happen.


Thursday, February 23, 2012

     I was able to see this movie with my mother when I was down in Arizona last week.  The movie was exactly what I expected...as if the music universe EXPLODED all over the crowd's face and body leaving only a few with the music shards and remnants that I never quite washed off.  For every music guru, song writer, producer, DJ, enthusiast, connoisseur, for anyone who ever was/is/will be affected by the movement music creates in humans out there...I'm telling you now: go see this movie.  It truly is brilliant to see a song go through it's entire creative process.  These are the finished products:

1.  My Any Time of Day Favorite:  "Wayfaring Stranger"
I don't think Pretty Lights necessarily did the best job as a Producer, but the feel he captured with the song is my favorite. 

2. Favorite Sound:  "Breakin' A Sweat" Skrillex/The Doors

3.  The Most Artsy Enjoyable:  "A La Modeliste" Mark Ronson

4.  Most Talented DJ The Crystal Method(and my mother's favorite):               

5. Classically Classic Rap Song: DJ Premier/Classical - Vivaldi

Le Coeur a ses raisons...

Friday, February 10, 2012

Le cœur a ses raisons, que la raison ne connaît point. On le sent en mille choses. C'est le cœur qui sent Dieu, et non la raison. Voilà ce que c'est que la foi parfaite, Dieu sensible au cœur. 

     The translation is as follows:  "The heart has its reasons, which reason does not know. We feel it in a thousand things. It is the heart which experiences God, and not the reason. This, then, is faith: God felt by the heart, not by the reason."
               This quote comes from "Pascal's Wager" by Blaise Pascal.  Brilliant man, brilliant mathematician, brilliant theologian, and brilliant mind from the 17th century. 


Thursday, February 2, 2012

My goal is to get a picture in front of each of the LDS Temples before I die. 


The Timpanogos Temple