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So I got my wisdom teeth yanked out today. Hence the picture of the hamster with filled cheeks... my face was full of gauze all morning. I was so out of it after the surgery. I walked from the operating chair to a recovery room, which I do not remember. Then I walked from there, to an elevator, to the van, inside to the computer, and eventually to my couch upstairs. I only remember waking up on the couch. I also texted a few people, apparently. I checked my phone, and I'm surprised they came out so coherent.
Right now I feel fine. It hasn't really hurt too badly yet... it was a miserable morning/afternoon since my face was numb and I was bleeding a bunch. But it's stopped and I have full control over my face again. We'll see how I am tomorrow.
Tomorrow I'm going to finish up my studying for seminar and lounge around. I'm still not to supposed to be too active just yet. Thursday afternoon I'm going to head back to Rob's, do some studying with some of my classmates maybe, and take my final. It should be easier than the midterm, which I got a 100 on, so I'm not worried.
Friday I might go out and get my gag gift, and finish up decorating of I feel like it. I still feel like we could use more decorations downstairs.
Saturday and Sunday I'll be buying and preparing food for the party. I think I want to cook a little bit... I was thinking of having three trays of hot food, just in case people didn't eat dinner. I want to make sausage and peppers because it's delicious. I also want to make some veggie stir fry with rice, because it's easy and cheap. Lastly, I want some kind of pasta... I'm gonna ask my dad if he'd make me some of his lasagna cause it's soooo good.
I'm finally getting excited for x-mas, now that my family decorated. Our tree is up, and although it's not as big as previous ones, it's really pretty. I also wrapped all the gifts I bought (except one that hasn't come yet... grr) and put them under the tree.
I got a B in photography II after thinking I got a D because I can't read the professor's fuckin handwriting. Hah. Both me and my friend Adam got B+'s in History of Graphic Design, which makes me wonder if he gives out A's at all. The only graded material in that class was the final project, and he told both Adam and I that our work was excellent. So who knows. Some teachers are just like that... and it's not Kean, which is something I keep reminding myself. I'm still waiting on my Painting grade, but I'm pretty sure I did alright. And as long as nothing catastrophic happens on the final, I should get an A+ in Seminar. But I'll have to hold my breath before I consider that class raped.
Other than that... nothing much more to write about. Peace, niogkas.