Unofficially..

my new sem starts tomorrow. i am so excited and i am so looking forward to it that i doubt that i can barely catch a wink tonight. did you really fall for that? and please wipe off that shocked and almost revolting look from your face as i was only lying through my teeth. my holiday is being cut so that i can learn the whole Japs invading Malaysia. all over again. you gotta be kidding me right, or so i thought. but no they are very serious in ruining my already short holidays. so i am going for Malaysian Studies tomorrow at bl#$#%! 8 in the morning.

i really don't get this la. why o why Malaysian studies? i do like my history, i find them very interesting. no la i no lie this time. but (this is a big but people) i love world history more than Malaysia's. not that i am saying its any less more meaningless, but isn't Hitler and his moustache more memorable than *insert any Malaysian warriors?? you can think off because clearly i have forgotten mine. and its like an added burden on my already energy consuming and brain power sapping sem. 7 subjects including the above mentioned subject. come gather around i share with you what subjects i will be facing:

• Organic Chemistry II (a spin off of last sems organic chemistry I)
• Basic MedicinalChemistry.
• Basic Pharmacology & Immunopharmacology. (omg. WTF)
• Peripheral Nervous System & Pharmacotheraphy. (is it just me or all my subjects named in order to scare us off. *shudders)
• Communication Skills. (yes very important for me)
• Biostatistics for Pharmacy. ( its probability la, i checked the book)
• and ya Malaysian Studies. (i wonder why this bullet not in orange colour 1)

and to add to my horrors i need to find a fast and effective way to style my hair. laugh if you must. i have no idea at all. nada. sigh i don't want to tie it up, because my ponytail looks nothing like a pony's instead it looks like a mixed breed off stunted dog AND an overgrown bunny tail. T.T and i can't leave it all loose, because my hair has a mind of is own and loves to fall all over my head and covers both sides of my face leaving only my nose and a half of each eyes visible. what is a girl to do? tell me oh sane 1. yes i shall stop now with a couple of p/s's

p/s: Season 4 of Prison Break is starting on 19th. a week after the official commencement of my sem. T.T

p/s 2: I am always craving for food. i even dream about eating them. Patheticnya.

snip snip

the scissors went.
swish swish my hair fell..

i hate my new haircut!!!!argh!!!!
its way too short. i said to cut near my bra line, but its way above.
WTF!!!!

it seems results is out...
i think im suffering from cardiac arrest. sweaty palms, shivering hands, palpitating pulse, quickened heart beat... the signs are all there. but the question is should i check now or not?

decisions....sigh.

The visit!!

Friday, 3^rd Oct 2008

9.00 o'clock

Went for breakfast with dad, even though I can't eat anything except idli or idiyappam. The reason for this is because my upper far left wisdom tooth grew in a crooked way and has been poking at my lower gum for some time. So obviously my gum swelled up. I had this problem for some time, but recently it had gotten worse, till it even hurts when I close my mouth. So a visit to the dentist was in store for me. I might be 20, but I'm still very much afraid of dental appointments. What made this appointment worse is there is a possibility that I had to undergo surgery to remove the tooth, not the usual extraction. Ouch! Dad fixed an appointment at about 11.

11.00 o'clock

Worried expression. Check.

Moan and complain to mom. Check.

Blog about the dreaded visit. Check.

Stuff myself with food. Nope. The dentist personally told me to do this, cuz after the procedure I might not be able to eat. But I didn't have the appetite nor the molar condition to eat. I actually prefer chewing my food on the left jaw, and I only use my right when the left swells up. So had to settle with the two idli I had for breakfast.

Wait for dad to come pick up. Didn't want to go alone. I might end up not going. Ha ha..

12.00 o'clock

Still waiting.

1.00 o'clock

Bad news: So many people in the clinic. Oh gawd!!! I hate waiting to do something I don't want to do. The faster I get over it the better. Good news: no surgery, only extraction. Phew. I know the word extraction sounds painful, and it is really, but it is way better than surgery. And I have done extraction before not one but on two teeth that filed a divorce on me. I had no choice but to let them go. Lol. If you do the math, you'll realize that after this extraction I'll have 29 teeth only. Less than 30 before I reach 30. Saddening.

2.00 o'clock.

Done! Extraction successful. My whole left jaw and mouth is numb. I had 4 numbing injections on every corner of the tooth and some numbing paste that taste awful. Uggh!! The process of extracting was not painful, ,many thanks to the numbing sensation. But I can still remember the force and the grinding sound. Trauma. It took longer than the other two teeth extractions, mainly due to its exiled position and the fact that it was a molar (geraham besar) did little to help. I kept on going "finally" everytime the dentist said "rinse girl, only to realize that it has not come out, much to my dismay. Bloody Possessive tooth! And I kinda shut my eyes went he took the first syringe, and he said "girl open your eyes and are you okay" I thought "nope, I think I broke my nose out of embarrassment. For the record, it was really huge and uniquely shaped, and I do have a slight syringe phobia.

4.00 o'clock

Mom made porridge. In order to eat I had to take off the cotton that I was biting on to stop the bleeding, and I didn't dare. (actually I can take off the cotton after 30 minutes) Sigh… so troublesome.

5.00 o'clock.

Dilly dally, and give reason that the dentist warned me against eating or drinking anything hot when mom asked why I still had not touched my porridge. The truth: I did not dare and my mouth and jaw was still numb. It felt really weird.

6.00 o'clock.

Finally mustered enough courage to take off the cotton. It was soaked with blood. Not a pretty sight. And I couldn't wouldn't drink water cuz I could actually taste my own blood. T.T but had to drink water take my medicine. He gave three medicine: 1 was antibiotics, the other for pain, and the last one for extreme pain. Not helping. After eating I bit on new cotton, cuz I could still taste blood. The numbness was lesser and there was a little pain.

10.00 o'clock.

So freaking hungry. The 2^nd cotton was also soaked with blood. Ate porridge again, a few mouthful. No apetite. Slept early.

 

Saturday, 4^th Oct 2008

Had so much trouble brushing teeth. Couldn't open mouth wide. Couldn't brush hard. Couldn't gargle, and every time I spit there was blood. *Sob sob*

Idiyappam for breakfast. 2 idiyapam took me two hours to eat. Pathetic. Didn't do much, I'm sick ma.

Talk also without opening my mouth. I only maintain silence for like three short period in a year, that is when I have sore throat. So not talking was a real challenge.

Porridge for lunch. *cry out loud* my evil inconsiderate sis was eating nasi lemak.

Was having this weird kind of pain. The "It is not painful, but it is" type of pain. But not extreme.

Headache.

Headache.

Headache.

 

Sunday, 5^th Oct 2008.

Went temple, and told dad to go to a restaurant that had either idli or idiyapam to eat. I still can't open my mouth wide nor have full mobility. And the restaurant he went had none. Ate something that was so cold and dry. No pain, can talk a lot better. But still have this splitting headache.

Finally, I have done it. No more pain, but only a slight worry. Because my wisdom tooth was extracted out, does that mean I have less wisdom now? Not that I had much when I had all 4 teeth. But on the plus side, I weighed half a kilo lighter after the extraction. Didn't believe that my wisdom had that much weight. And no, I refuse to believe it was all the porridge eating.

All's well. At least until I pay another visit for my problematic lower far right wisdom tooth. wonder why they're called wisdom tooth if they keep growing out of shape and position.

 

p/s: the dentist showed me the extracted tooth. it was really huge and long. Since I was in a daze after the ordeal my brain was not functioning optimally, so by the time I came out of the room did I realize that I wanted the tooth, for evidence sake. But, alas the sweet nurse already threw it away. Now, I don't even have a pic to put,. But then again, I doubt you'll would want to see it.

i don't want to:(

my idea of a perfect holiday ending would be stuffing myself with good food, watching loads of TV, internet-ing incessantly and going shopping, not to pay a visit to him

i did actually do all that but i still dun want to go see him!!

i dun want!

i dun want!


somebody save me please.. no i am not being melodramatic. you would be like this also if you have to go see him. and i definitely dun want him to do what he wants to do. damn it, is there no escape. but then again, maybe i did ask for this to happen. i wanted it to be extracted from me, to stop the pain.

ridiculously, the only way to stop the pain is to inflict a worse pain. crazy or what? its like saying the only way to prove that your not stupid is to do something really stupid.

conclusion: the permanent moderate pain is replaced by a temporary extreme pain. good bargain?

i'll blog about the visit in more detail when im back from it, and if im in mood for blogging.

I AM REALLY REALLY SCARED!!!

i dislike driving in the rain!

yes, it may sound weird, but it is one of the few strange habits i have. but i have strong reasons for not liking to drive in the rain k:

1. you have to run to get into the car, if your luck is good ul only get wet, if its not...u might slip and fall T.T

2. you have to turn on the air cond even though its freezing cold, because if not the screen gets misty..chemistry ma. T.T

3. you have very low visibility so you have to squint to see the road or the vehicles in front T.T

4. you have to turn on the radio very loud to hear the songs, since the sound of the rain is deafening T.T

5. you cant go fast, or at least u shouldn't., but some a$$ takes this as an opportunity to crawl at 10km/h. hello!! T.T

6. and other a$$'s (yes, its in plural) think that need to get home fast and speed, and if there are puddles of water it splashes rite on your windscreen and reduces the already minimal visibility u have T.T

7. the roads get jammed because of the ass mentioned in no.5 T.T

8. you have to be extra extra careful, which is very pressuring and tiring after being in uni for nearly 10 hours T.T

9. you want to shut your eyes tight every time lightning hits, but you cant do that now can you?and thunder gives you a rude shock T.T

10. repeat no. 1, just that now your trying to get out from the car T.T

there I've given 10 valid reason for me disliking to drive in the rain T.T

and I'm telling this now because it has been raining the whole week right at the time uni ends.

now, is mother nature angry wit me or wat T.T

grandma attack..

yeah, i know the title sounds weird, but that is the truth.. well i've never been a favourite grandchild for my granny.both on the maternal and the paternal side,although i am the eldest female grandchild on the maternal side..just my luck i guess..lol

and things took a turn for the worst recently,since my maternal grandpa's death..he was a gem of a man but then..so as things has it,with my mom being the eldest child,grandma was crashing at our home..oh oh..red alert..run and hide..

and problem has started to crop up.. well why wouldn't that be, if your grandma treats your mom's children(thats my bro.me and sis) way differently..its not that i'm yearning for some granny love...hell no!! its just that its sad 4 my mom..and that makes me sad..T.T

and to think about it..it has just been a week since her stay here..

things can only get worse from here..