If you do like me bragging or if you have nothing to do, you stumble onto this blog and read this post.
Yes. I dunno what am I talking about.
So. Let's start from this morning.
Woke up around 9am. Then ate chee cheong fun.
For some reason, I ate half of half my mom gave me.
I thought, oh shit wtf is wrong with me.
But I guess it's a good sign, hmmmmm?
No, it's not anorexia. I'm not close to anorexia yet.
After eating chee cheong fun, went on to the computer and watched pointless Youtube videos.
Waiting for time to pass lahh.
Then went out at 1330 hrs.
Then yeahhh.
It took.. I dunno how long. 30-40 minutes?
Well, yeah. It was shitty. I hated the feeling.
With all the vibrations and that really ear-piercing screeching noises.
I was about to die in the dentist chair thing.
BZZZTBZZZZTBZZZZZZZRTTT then rinse. BZZZZZRRRTTT FFFFFRRRRRRRRRR then rinse.
And for the last part, the dentist polished it or something. I DUNNO.
But it was the shittiest of all shittyness.
It tasted fucking bitter. And she had to do the insides and out of the teeth.
I was in the verge of puking.
And, to all people with braces; you know, before like. A week or two? The dentist does a mould of your teeth to show you how it works and etc.
I hate that. I despise that. I.. I dunno. It is the worst thing ever. Especially when they have to do the top part of your teeth.
Because I have sinus problems, I usually can't breathe out of my nose (hence I always open my mouth). So, when I do that thing, it's not easy.
I'd start squirming in my seat and try to gasp for air.
Well. After the dentist finished cleaning my teeth and all that shit, yeah. She had to do the mould thing again.
When she did the bottom part, no problem.
The top part? I almost puked. Really. It was something like shoving fingers down your throat in order to breathe. That = bulimia.
Thank god I didn't eat much during breakfast.
I had to do another mould because it was for the retainers.
I'm going to get them next week. :/ And I have to wear it day and night for a few months.
After the few months (?), I'm just gonna wear it at night.
Anyway. After she finished doing everything, I was relieved. Very relieved.
Theeeen, Uncle Maniam came to pick me up with my dad. My dad was all, WOAH. SO PERFECT.
My dad went home, and my driver drove me to Ikano/Ikea. That was where my mom & grandma was.
Sooo yeah. I bought a cabinet thing from Ikano. When I went home, I managed to fix it up with the help of kakak.
I asked my mom for help, but she's like, "DONWAN, DO IT YOURSELF"
Ah well. I did better without her anyway. ;)
HAHAH JK I LOVE YOU MOM.
Um. Back to the story. After shopping in Ikea, bought the supercheap hotdog & icecream.
Hotdog = RM2
Ice-cream = RM1
And they taste delish. Even if it's plain and all, but it's nice, for some reason.
So, the first thing I ate after taking out the braces was the ice-cream.
It doesn't hurt or anything. I can still eat normally.
When I went home, fixed up the cabinet thing lah.
Had singing class, and practiced the song.
Damn, I'm a nervous wreck person now.
I hope I don't mess up again.
After singing class, had a simple dinner.
And that's about it.
I still need to finish the class page.
I hope Ms. Mayer doesn't stab the living daylights outta me if I don't finish it.
Wanna look at a picture of me without braces?
Look at my Facebook or something, I dunno.
Or you could find me in school next week.
:D
