Saturday, July 27, 2002
three and a half weeks left in the states. i'm at home, it's hot, and i'm literally doing nothing. even still, i can't even manage to sleep away my boring day because my mother has conditioned me to wake up at stankin 7:30 AM. i tutor 4 days a week, but only for a few hours per day... and yet i have to wake up that early and bum at my mom's work till 10 (when i tutor) so i can get the car. there's nothing like going from college mornings beginning at 2pm to SUMMER mornings (mind you) awakened by the sound of Mother.
i've decided to never ever go to the dentist again. got another wisdom tooth pulled out and i don't give a hoot if my teeth fall out and rot.. I WILL NOT GO BACK THERE AGAIN. this one was a fat sucker, worse than the first. my dentist was sweating and yanking and it would not budge... then he gets this screwdriver looking thing and starts pounding with that, but still nothind... and THEN he gets this huge metal plier/wrench looking thing that just barely fit in my mouth and goes at it. meanwhile i am sitting in that wretched chair unwittingly engraining everything into my mind: that horrid, piercing sound of the drill and the smell from grinding teeth; the vision of specks flying out of my mouth as the dentist hacks away at my defenseless and novacaine-ated mouth; the sounds of crunching, grinding, and cracking teeth; the flavor of that giant needle as it first goes into your mouth; the pain of nerves being rattled cold when the novacaine wears off but the drill's still going;... i can go on forever but i am wincing in pain as we speak so i'll stop. anyhow, my drugs are making me woozy and i must assume the chore of brushing delicately and dabbing with salt. (my sister's co-worker said movie stars sometimes get their wisdom teeth out willingly to get an ever-so-slight slimming effect of the jaw. who would ever subject themselves to so much pain on purpose?? i'll take a fat face anyday over this... o but wait, too bad my face is fat from the swelling anyway.)
so home has not been all that kind to me. can't sleep in, and the days i can my body doesn't. i tried for as long as i could stand to stay in bed today, but if it isn't the biological conditioning that wakes me up, it's the hot weather that'll get me come 9 am. i'm a cold weather person. one point for berkeley.
i'm being extra fat and lazy however, because it's almost that time of the month again. yesterday i proceeded to eat an entire bag of flamin hot cheetos on my own with my chopsticks. i guess i was supposed to save some for my sister because she got mad when i gobbled up the last few crumbs. too bad though, never mess with a girl on pms. funny though, cuz she's on it too.... we're duking it out these days. emotions gone wild, attitudes flarin, and our bottomless pits driving us to inhale everything in site. BUT isn't it God's wonder that i haven't gained extra pounds yet? woohoo!
funny, i was gonna write a serious blog including all the things i've been thinking about lately.. but i'm too drugged up to get emotional right now. i just wanna forget what a horrible person i am for the today. my bed is beckoning me and its will is winning seeing as how mine is momentarily suppressed by vicodin. goodnight.
i've decided to never ever go to the dentist again. got another wisdom tooth pulled out and i don't give a hoot if my teeth fall out and rot.. I WILL NOT GO BACK THERE AGAIN. this one was a fat sucker, worse than the first. my dentist was sweating and yanking and it would not budge... then he gets this screwdriver looking thing and starts pounding with that, but still nothind... and THEN he gets this huge metal plier/wrench looking thing that just barely fit in my mouth and goes at it. meanwhile i am sitting in that wretched chair unwittingly engraining everything into my mind: that horrid, piercing sound of the drill and the smell from grinding teeth; the vision of specks flying out of my mouth as the dentist hacks away at my defenseless and novacaine-ated mouth; the sounds of crunching, grinding, and cracking teeth; the flavor of that giant needle as it first goes into your mouth; the pain of nerves being rattled cold when the novacaine wears off but the drill's still going;... i can go on forever but i am wincing in pain as we speak so i'll stop. anyhow, my drugs are making me woozy and i must assume the chore of brushing delicately and dabbing with salt. (my sister's co-worker said movie stars sometimes get their wisdom teeth out willingly to get an ever-so-slight slimming effect of the jaw. who would ever subject themselves to so much pain on purpose?? i'll take a fat face anyday over this... o but wait, too bad my face is fat from the swelling anyway.)
so home has not been all that kind to me. can't sleep in, and the days i can my body doesn't. i tried for as long as i could stand to stay in bed today, but if it isn't the biological conditioning that wakes me up, it's the hot weather that'll get me come 9 am. i'm a cold weather person. one point for berkeley.
i'm being extra fat and lazy however, because it's almost that time of the month again. yesterday i proceeded to eat an entire bag of flamin hot cheetos on my own with my chopsticks. i guess i was supposed to save some for my sister because she got mad when i gobbled up the last few crumbs. too bad though, never mess with a girl on pms. funny though, cuz she's on it too.... we're duking it out these days. emotions gone wild, attitudes flarin, and our bottomless pits driving us to inhale everything in site. BUT isn't it God's wonder that i haven't gained extra pounds yet? woohoo!
funny, i was gonna write a serious blog including all the things i've been thinking about lately.. but i'm too drugged up to get emotional right now. i just wanna forget what a horrible person i am for the today. my bed is beckoning me and its will is winning seeing as how mine is momentarily suppressed by vicodin. goodnight.
Tuesday, July 09, 2002
no one seems to be bloggin anymore, myself included... but i'll post another entry just because my last one was so grim and i don't wanna leave that as my last. =)
i'm home now in good 'ol db.. but i'll be up and down from berkeley to here for awhile until i get fully moved into my new place. in the meantime, i'm tutoring 4 girls, helping my aunt at her store, and helping my sister out with SAT stuff... all of which i don't believe i'm too qualified to do. but in any case, i need the money for france, so i'll pretend that i'm the person for the job. =P
oh yes, and i just got my first wisdom tooth pulled out. so i am drugged up on vicodin (for home) and ibuprofen (when i gotta drive). take up the challenge of having a sane conversation with me if you'd like. i probably won't remember them anyhow.
but now i must go experiment with dabbing my wounded gums with salt and thereafter attempt to get some sleep in this stankin hot LA weather.. till next time, gnite!
i'm home now in good 'ol db.. but i'll be up and down from berkeley to here for awhile until i get fully moved into my new place. in the meantime, i'm tutoring 4 girls, helping my aunt at her store, and helping my sister out with SAT stuff... all of which i don't believe i'm too qualified to do. but in any case, i need the money for france, so i'll pretend that i'm the person for the job. =P
oh yes, and i just got my first wisdom tooth pulled out. so i am drugged up on vicodin (for home) and ibuprofen (when i gotta drive). take up the challenge of having a sane conversation with me if you'd like. i probably won't remember them anyhow.
but now i must go experiment with dabbing my wounded gums with salt and thereafter attempt to get some sleep in this stankin hot LA weather.. till next time, gnite!
