[
mood
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terrorized
]
[
music
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butterfly boucher - a bitter song
]
Oh the horror!
I am now officially deathly afraid of dentists! I refuse to go into the specifics but nothing can be quite as harrowing as the four hours and thirty minutes I just spent in that cursed clinic. Four hours and thirty minutes! Imagine all the horrible things that could have transpired in between my 10 am appointment up to 2:30 pm? I swear I died three times!!! I cannot wait until the 14th.
Oh the horror!
Starting today I shall forever live in fear of dentists.
Oh the horror!
On the brighter side my blood test and urinalysis came back with normal values and I still managed to fit into my grad dress after gaining weight. So yeah not everything went wrong and despite being forced to move my flight to the 15th I'm pretty confident that I'll manage to finish working on my clearance in time for my graduation and after that it's time to room with AG and Anj in Rockwell and then finally my happily ever after in Eastwood. :D
So yes despite the whole scary Mr. Dentist horror story there is still much to be thankful for and life is good. :)
Useless post. I shall now stop ranting.
"I do a line but then panic and feel a bit prangy."