spittin' blood all over d place..

hmph.. what a day..
i slept for approximately 3 hours, wanna skip today's class, but somehow i had d urge 2 checked my schedule 2 c who's gonna assist my assignments today.. and after reading the initial, --D, the Blair Witch herself (Yikes!!)-- i jumped out of bed, took a quick shower n dashed out, hop in Nala's car, n went straight to campus. well i managed to sleep for nearly 15minutes in his car.

my teeth is killin me..

well, campus was okay, thanks to my bestmates, M.inc, but my toothache was gettin worse, n i slowly turned into bitchy beybey.. not a pretty sight.. so i decided 2 visit mum at her dental clinic, so she could work sumtin out and end this excruciating pain before i lost my sanity --if there's any of it left-- and went suicidal..

so.. Nala n Pia dropped me off mum's place, n i went straight 2 mum, whined n moaned until she finally came to a conclusion that the best way to shut me up is to gave me painkiller n start examining the teeth of her crazy first-born daughter.

everything went well, until she decided to whip-up a mini surgery to remove the source of my pain. my whacked-out upper tooth, that is. located waaaay back near my throat. she started gving me injections (more painkillers), and start workin with these foul lookin tools, only to have me screamin bloody murder, for i felt this sudden pain when she starts pulling my tooth (or more likely, digging for it). turns out the Ponstan i took earlier had blocked out all the painkiller injections. HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW I SHOULDN'T TOOK PAINKILLERS BEFORE HAVING MY TEETH REMOVED???

so there i was, with no protection from pain or whatsoever thanks to the freakin f*ckin Ponstan, having mum n her nurse practically digging for the root of my fuckin teeth.. and after an hour of diggin thru my gums and a lot more of me yelping helplessly, the abuse finally came to an end. i looked at my reflection and didnt at all surprised 2 see my previously nice-lookin face became pale and all worn out, with oversized right cheek (i've 2 bite this rather large cottonball for 2hours, to stop the bleeding), puffy eyes from all those crying, and a hair that looked like i havent combed for three months.

its been 4-and-a-half hour since i left mum's clinic, but i'm still bleeding. ohhh me so starving.. how am i supposed to eat?? ouh i forgot. mum sez sumtin bout drinkin cold milk. thats all. no munching dinner or snackin for tonite. Suck,suck,suckity suckkk.

its gonna be a loooooong night, with me starve myself to death n spittin' blood every 5 minutes..