Owww, it hurts.
My wisdom teeth are coming in, and not just one but two I fear.
It started with the one on the left side of my mouth, then yesturday the right side of my mouth started hurting. Combine the two an I get horrible migraines, ear aches, and I feel like I want to throw up.
But I'm still coming to work, and still finishing early. I go home and clean my aptartment, make my daily trip to Target for shit I need, and try to find time to curl up with a good book.
Yesturday was especially hard, though I tried to put on a good face and seem alright.
I had to carry this big case of water, laundry detergent, and various other groceries all the way back to my apt. I end up tripping on this stupid flag stuck in the ground and everything falls out of my arms. By some miracle the bread didn't get squished. SO another bruise gets added to the many other bruises on my body, because I am just the most klutsy person ever!
I swear I must walk around with this huge sign on my back that says, "Life, kick me."
Then right when I'm trying my hardest to get stuff done, it knocks me down. Literally.
It's doesn't help that I'm like 2ft tall.
What I wouldn't give to be tall and blonde.
I mean they have it so much easier, and they always get what they want, but for some reason... they also tend to cause the most drama. Melodramatic whores...,*shakes fist*
The best part though was going outside, and watching the sun go down and noticing once again just how lucky I am to be living there. My apt is surrounded by trees and has three floors, there's a pool and a pool house, but the way everything is set up it gives you the feeling of being all alone in some castle looking down from your balcony and enjoying the view. Usually I'm smoking at this time, but with my teeth and all I bypassed the cigarette.
The sky will turn it's multitude of colors, from orange to purple and finally black and it helps to remind me that as small as I may feel sometimes, in the larger scheme of things were all pretty insignificant.
It started with the one on the left side of my mouth, then yesturday the right side of my mouth started hurting. Combine the two an I get horrible migraines, ear aches, and I feel like I want to throw up.
But I'm still coming to work, and still finishing early. I go home and clean my aptartment, make my daily trip to Target for shit I need, and try to find time to curl up with a good book.
Yesturday was especially hard, though I tried to put on a good face and seem alright.
I had to carry this big case of water, laundry detergent, and various other groceries all the way back to my apt. I end up tripping on this stupid flag stuck in the ground and everything falls out of my arms. By some miracle the bread didn't get squished. SO another bruise gets added to the many other bruises on my body, because I am just the most klutsy person ever!
I swear I must walk around with this huge sign on my back that says, "Life, kick me."
Then right when I'm trying my hardest to get stuff done, it knocks me down. Literally.
It's doesn't help that I'm like 2ft tall.
What I wouldn't give to be tall and blonde.
I mean they have it so much easier, and they always get what they want, but for some reason... they also tend to cause the most drama. Melodramatic whores...,*shakes fist*
The best part though was going outside, and watching the sun go down and noticing once again just how lucky I am to be living there. My apt is surrounded by trees and has three floors, there's a pool and a pool house, but the way everything is set up it gives you the feeling of being all alone in some castle looking down from your balcony and enjoying the view. Usually I'm smoking at this time, but with my teeth and all I bypassed the cigarette.
The sky will turn it's multitude of colors, from orange to purple and finally black and it helps to remind me that as small as I may feel sometimes, in the larger scheme of things were all pretty insignificant.