Archive for May, 2008


Changed Forever

Two events have recently transpired that have either changed me forever, or will change me forever in the near future.

We’ll start with what’s gone down that will be forever indelible.

I got a tattoo this past Wednesday night, after several years of consideration on the subject. I’ve had this design in mind for several years, with some minor modifications along the way. The central symbol is the Green Lantern’s. On the top and bottom are the first two lines from the Green Lantern Code (as done by Hal Jordan) with a small modification to avoid having to put punctuation in there, which would have looked silly.

The Green Lantern has long been my hero. He’s a super hero of a different sort, you see. Rather than garnering his power from radiation or being an alien, his power comes from a ring he was given. That ring allows him to bring his imagination to life. As a result, rather than being a super hero of strength or speed, he’s a super hero of intelligence, wit, and cunning. His only limitations are his intelligence and his imagination, and I’d like to see myself in that same light.

I’m a very mentally-based person. I take pride in my mental faculties (even if I sometimes don’t think they’re up to par), and whenever I come at a problem, I don’t go for trial and error so much as I reason through it, and I try to come up with creative solutions to problems. I would like to imagine myself as being able to do anything that I set my mind to, and the only thing that can stop me is if I stop thinking, imagining. Yeah, I know it might be geeky, but I’m geeky, and it means a lot to me. So there. Also, the story of getting the tattoo is pretty funny, but I’ll tell that in another entry.

The other major happening was hearing back from the people on my application to go to Oxford from January to April. After being entirely unproductive at work because I was pacing around waiting for them to contact me to say yea or nay. Around two that afternoon, I finally got an email.

Dear Tyler,

Congratulations! I am pleased to inform you that you have been accepted as a participant in the Council for Christian Colleges & Universities’ The Scholars’ Semester in Oxford (SSO) for the Spring 2009 semester (09 January – 18 April, 2009). You will be joining a talented and exciting group of fellow Christian university students on what I hope will be a life-changing journey.

So. There it is. I’ve been accepted! I’ll be going to Oxford! There’s a lot to do between now and then, but goodness me. It’s going to be a heck of a trip. I’m not looking forward to being away from my girlfriend for that long, but she’s being very supportive of my going, and we’ll work through it, hard as it’s going to be.

I don’t really have anything else to say about the trip as of now, because there’s so much information that I still have to receive from them regarding details, but rest assured that I’ll post more whenever I know more. I’ve created a new category, Oxford 2009, so you can easily keep track of anything Oxford related.

Future

So, it’s getting really close to time where I have to be serious about the whole graduate school thing. I’ve applied to go to Oxford for Spring 2009, and I’ll find that out on Friday, but the next major thing I have hanging over my head is where to go to graduate school.

I’m really jonesing after Rice. One, because the program looks awesome. Two, because they’ll offer me lots of money to go there. Three, because it’s in Houston, and I wouldn’t be going out of state.

As I’ve been looking around, there are a few other programs I’ve been looking at, too. I think I’ve narrowed it down to three possibilities, and they’re all very different from what I had been thinking previously; however, I think I’d have a blast at any of the three places.

So, here are the places I’m really wanting to get into, but probably not the only places I’ll apply, just to cover my butt.

  1. Rice
  2. Emory
  3. Temple

Some other considerations are Florida State University or Purdue (West Lafayette).

Thoughts? Comments? Grad school suggestions? Horror stories? Success stories? Want to tell me how incredibly awesome I am? Have at it in the comments section. I’m really stressing out over this whole graduate school business because I’m constantly telling myself I’m not good enough, or I’m not ready for it, and any number of other things, but I’m really excited about being able to do some advanced research in a field I love, surrounded by people who love the same things. It’s going to be a hoot, I imagine. A tough time, but a hoot nevertheless.

George A. Romero’s Blog Post

I’ve quite obviously been out of the blogging game for a while. The semester sort of blew up right there at the end, and I was a bit overwhelmed with a few things, so I decided to take a little hiatus.

Well, now I’m back (from out space), and I’ll be posting more frequently again.

Right at the end of the semester, from a combination of 4 months of not sleeping, a massive amount of work coming down on my head, and my ever-recurring chemical imbalance, I ran into some pretty severe depression, which culminated in my taking some actions I really ought not have. I’m not really going to go into detail, but suffice it to say it scared me and some people around me enough to convince me to go see a doctor again to get back on anti-depressants.

I’ve been on anti-depressants in the past, and I’ve never really liked them. As much as I know it to be false, I can never quite shake the feeling that by getting on anti-depressants I’m making an admission that I’m not strong enough, that I’ve got something wrong with me, that I’m a failure. However, this time, I knew I needed to do something, so here I am, back on anti-depressants.

In the past, the medication has had all manners of strange side-effects, which led me to stop taking them. This time, I’m on Cymbalta, and it seems to be working really well. For the first week or two, the medicine made me pretty sick to my stomach; however, they said that was fairly common and it’d go away. It did. Since then, I haven’t really had any side effects. The other medications put me into a fog, where I couldn’t think clearly or quickly, and I lost any sense of creative drive, but Cymbalta hasn’t done that. It’s equalized my mood without making me feel artificially giddy and without killing my ability to think.

I think this is a good thing: the medication is working like it’s supposed to, and I’m feeling better. Hopefully, that’ll help me with this whole blogging thing; when I’m depressed, I don’t really want to do much of anything, but now that I’m feeling better, I get the gumption up to do some writing every now and then.

I just hope I still have some readers.

7 Random Things

I got tagged by Jessi over at A Medical Mystery, so I figure I can do this here just for her.

The Rules:
1) Link to the person that tagged you, and post the rules on your blog.
2) Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself.
3) Tag 7 random people at the end of your post, and include links to their blogs.
4) Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

  1. My favorite food is macaroni and cheese. The best is just the stuff from the Kraft box.
  2. I finished high school in 3.5 years, and I’m going to be finishing undergraduate work in 3.5 years.
  3. I have been engaged before.
  4. I’m afraid of all manners of things that there’s no reason to be afraid of. I have to turn on a light before I’ll put my feet on the floor when I get out of bed. I can’t stand the 3-tone sound that the phone company makes whenever you call a number that’s been disconnected. I get freaked out by any sort of sustained tone, such as a civil defense siren, but not just that, any sustained tone, even the long violin sounds they have in horror movies.
  5. I once had plans to work in weapons development with an electrical engineering degree. I was going to make things that kill people. Even though I’ve given up on the engineering idea, I still have a desire to work in weapons development, even though I really can’t anymore.
  6. I have a 3.7 GPA in college, and I have taken 18 hours nearly every semester, largely because I’m a masochist.
  7. I’m a male from Texas, so I drive a pickup truck, but my dream car is a VW Jetta.

Because I’m so bad at being a blogger, I’m not going to nominate anyone to do this meme. If you found it here and decided to do it, then gimme a link back, or something. Otherwise, just enjoy!

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