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Alot of negativity has accumulated itself on my doorstep: or at least, I've been in somewhat of a negative mood.
My weekend was a bit sub-par: I feel as though I missed out on things I shouldn't have, and instead I opted to places I would rather not have been.
I don't particularly enjoy the company of alot of people I've been around lately, or the things those people have done while I'm with them.
I realized just now that- on my wall, I've placed pictures of most of my friends among other things. Other than maybe one of the people depicted on my wall, I haven't hung out with any of those people in a very long time, and it makes me upset.
On top of a dud of a weekend, I'd had this strange, throbbing sensation in my teeth all weekend, but it wasn't too bothersome until Sunday night, when an excrutiating, throbbing sensation woke me in the middle of the night.
I woke my mother, who gave me some painkillers and sent me to sleep (which, by the way, did not work so well).
Monday morning I went to the dentist early who took some pictures of my ailing area, and told me I suffered nerve damage when I knocked my front tooth out last weekend. The root died, and I have a bacterial infection over two teeth, meaning I must get one, maybe two root canals.
The antibiotics they put me on should kick in around 1 or 2 PM today, then I won 't be in so much pain.
le sigh.
My weekend was a bit sub-par: I feel as though I missed out on things I shouldn't have, and instead I opted to places I would rather not have been.
I don't particularly enjoy the company of alot of people I've been around lately, or the things those people have done while I'm with them.
I realized just now that- on my wall, I've placed pictures of most of my friends among other things. Other than maybe one of the people depicted on my wall, I haven't hung out with any of those people in a very long time, and it makes me upset.
On top of a dud of a weekend, I'd had this strange, throbbing sensation in my teeth all weekend, but it wasn't too bothersome until Sunday night, when an excrutiating, throbbing sensation woke me in the middle of the night.
I woke my mother, who gave me some painkillers and sent me to sleep (which, by the way, did not work so well).
Monday morning I went to the dentist early who took some pictures of my ailing area, and told me I suffered nerve damage when I knocked my front tooth out last weekend. The root died, and I have a bacterial infection over two teeth, meaning I must get one, maybe two root canals.
The antibiotics they put me on should kick in around 1 or 2 PM today, then I won 't be in so much pain.
le sigh.