Lalalala it's that time of the year again where I realize how screwed I am. I still haven't finished that bloody assignment which I was supposed to have finished like a month ago, and I haven't even thought about revision. Life is terrible, death is terrible, being a zombie is worse still. I don't even know what I'm doing any more.
I feel like I'm at the point where I'm willing to pray to any and all of the Gods out there if it means I'll pass my exam. I might even be willing to sacrifice baby lambs if it means I don't have to kill them myself. I mean, I could eat a baby lamb. I get pretty hungry sometimes.
So I'm going through my textbook without actually taking anything in. I'm like, reading, but it's not registering in my mind for whatever reason. Maybe it's because my attention span is too short and I can't actually focus on anything any more. I'm like looking at practice questions for the test and being all "wtf we didn't learn this", and reading up notes on a chest exam and thinking "I don't think I'll remember all these steps". Also, doing physical examinations on people can be super-awkward, would you believe it. As it turns out, I don't like touching people and people don't like being touched. We're just not a very touchy-feely society- which overall is a good thing but GODDAMN I'M GOING TO BOMB MY PHYSICALS.
I can't wait til I finish my exams and feel de-stressed again.
Saturday, 31 May 2014
Tuesday, 27 May 2014
Board Games Night
Soooo, in my attempt to lighten up my university life (and to curb the loneliness and depressive feelings I often harbour) I joined our university's anime and games club. Remember my last post saying how it was the epitome of nerdiness and I wanted to bail right as I got there? Well because I actually ended up having a decent time back then, I decided to try another one of our club activities- the board games night.
Now board games night is literally just a bunch of guys playing board games. Well, not limited to board games- I saw some guys playing Magic the Gathering. I thought Hearthstone was all the craze nowadays- I mean, I used to play Magic myself but I was like, 14. It was so weird watching all these guys who are at least 24 having an intense Magic duel.
Anyway I show up to the night expecting to be like, the new kid in a closed group- and I kind of was but people were really friendly and welcoming. That makes what I'm about to say really fucking mean, but I'm going to say it anyway- I think half that club is just made for kids with learning disabilities somewhere on the autism spectrum. There were a few "normal" guys who were just extra geeky, then there were some kids with obvious behaviour patterns that you recognized were part of the "special needs" cohort. I think most people there, to a certain degree, entertained a level of social awkwardness that determined they would be incompatible in an unprotected and open environment. Like, if this was high school and they went out onto the playground, they would get bullied. I'm not saying bullying is right and kids should really have more decency, but there are things you can say or do that attract a bully's attention- and these kids are full of it.
I start the night by casually sliding into a game of Cards Against Humanity (CAH). If you haven't heard of it, it's basically a party game where a question is asked, and you have a variety of responses on cards in your hand--- and you try to pick out the most disturbing answer possible that fit the context of the question. Anyway, I join the table without much complication- introductions were unnecessary and I really have to say even in my casual clothing, I looked so well dressed that I didn't belong. Everyone seemed to sport a uniform of track pants and t shirt, with a hoodie on top and worn sneakers on their feet. I guess everyone else felt it too- the fact that I wasn't really one of them, I guess, but CAH is actually an excellent game for assimilation into a new party. Soon they learnt that my moral inhibitions were close to non-existent as I dished out disturbing answer after disturbing answer- so that went quite well.
Not that the game passed without any awkward moments. Sitting there I noticed that the guys around me tended to laugh even when the answers weren't that funny, but it was more than the polite laugh you made around strangers- it was the "I genuinely think this funny" laugh. I mean, if you want to call me out on having a different sense of humour, that wouldn't strictly be incorrect, but it was fucking weird man. Then at our table was this Asian kid whose first language obviously wasn't English (sounded like he was from Hong Kong, actually) but he wasn't shy about it at all. That's not a bad thing, of course. No, what was bad was the fact that we were playing CAH with someone who didn't speak English fluently in the first place. Sometimes we'd laugh and this kid of would look seriously confused, and then you'd be forced to explain to him why it was so funny, but as you did so you felt oh-so-fucking-guilty because you literally just laughed at "Auschwitz" as an answer and you were desperately hoping no one at the table was Jewish.
Many awkward things had to be explained to this kid over the night, and among them were scrotum, queefing and pixlated bukkake. If you don't know what the last one is, I recommend not searching it on Google until you are no longer at work or school. #NSFW There I literally bolded the warning.
After one finished round of CAH I bailed to playing Pictionary. Naturally my team won, though I only made minor contributions. We had this guy studying architecture on our team and man you could tell he was a good drawer. I mean, I draw a fair bit but when I play pictionary you'd be lucky if you could guess something even vaguely related. So collectively we had 2 people who can draw and there was another guy who was genius at guessing- he won us the game by saying "irrigation". Like goddamn I know architecture guy actually drew an excellent picture of irrigation- complete with pipes, surrounding land and water, but the word irrigation just would've never occurred to me.
Now after pictionary was really when I should've excused myself and bailed the fuck out, but instead I was roped into playing another game called Munchkin. It was one of the most unnecessarily complicated games I've ever seen- it wasn't very much like Magic the Gathering- I mean there was strategy involved but most of it came from not having players at the table spite the shit out of you, and drawing the right cards to save your own sorry ass. I got bored very quickly and I was no where close to winning the game because I had lost all interest. I kept on playing though, despite everything, because the guy who was winning and coming up big was the guy who knew all the rules and was super-enthusiastic about the game. In the 5 player game there was me and one other person who was bored to shits, but we didn't really want to steal this guy's sunshine because he was winning and because he was trying so hard to teach us the rules, but everything was so goddamn complicated, it didn't even make sense as we were playing the game. Anyway super-enthusiastic guy won in the end (surprising no one) and it was like half past nine before the night ended.
When I got to the bus stop I realized I missed the bus by 30min (so I really should've just left early when the game bored me to shits) and the next bus was due in 30min. Awful feeling. So I was stuck at the bus stop, being bored, and my phone had just died on me because it ran out of battery and I was left to being so goddamn bored. When I got home I resolved that I am never doing this shit again, but despite my inability to make friends I think I had good time. Like, the fact that I can't really get into the mood and laugh along at most things isn't really their fault- it's hard to assimilate into the group that you identified as "kids scoring hell high on the autism scale". But just because I suspect them of having social problems doesn't necessarily mean I can't have a good time around them... ya? Am I sounding desperate for company yet? I'm pretty fucking desperate for company.
Now board games night is literally just a bunch of guys playing board games. Well, not limited to board games- I saw some guys playing Magic the Gathering. I thought Hearthstone was all the craze nowadays- I mean, I used to play Magic myself but I was like, 14. It was so weird watching all these guys who are at least 24 having an intense Magic duel.
Can you feel the intensity yet?
Anyway I show up to the night expecting to be like, the new kid in a closed group- and I kind of was but people were really friendly and welcoming. That makes what I'm about to say really fucking mean, but I'm going to say it anyway- I think half that club is just made for kids with learning disabilities somewhere on the autism spectrum. There were a few "normal" guys who were just extra geeky, then there were some kids with obvious behaviour patterns that you recognized were part of the "special needs" cohort. I think most people there, to a certain degree, entertained a level of social awkwardness that determined they would be incompatible in an unprotected and open environment. Like, if this was high school and they went out onto the playground, they would get bullied. I'm not saying bullying is right and kids should really have more decency, but there are things you can say or do that attract a bully's attention- and these kids are full of it.
I start the night by casually sliding into a game of Cards Against Humanity (CAH). If you haven't heard of it, it's basically a party game where a question is asked, and you have a variety of responses on cards in your hand--- and you try to pick out the most disturbing answer possible that fit the context of the question. Anyway, I join the table without much complication- introductions were unnecessary and I really have to say even in my casual clothing, I looked so well dressed that I didn't belong. Everyone seemed to sport a uniform of track pants and t shirt, with a hoodie on top and worn sneakers on their feet. I guess everyone else felt it too- the fact that I wasn't really one of them, I guess, but CAH is actually an excellent game for assimilation into a new party. Soon they learnt that my moral inhibitions were close to non-existent as I dished out disturbing answer after disturbing answer- so that went quite well.
Not that the game passed without any awkward moments. Sitting there I noticed that the guys around me tended to laugh even when the answers weren't that funny, but it was more than the polite laugh you made around strangers- it was the "I genuinely think this funny" laugh. I mean, if you want to call me out on having a different sense of humour, that wouldn't strictly be incorrect, but it was fucking weird man. Then at our table was this Asian kid whose first language obviously wasn't English (sounded like he was from Hong Kong, actually) but he wasn't shy about it at all. That's not a bad thing, of course. No, what was bad was the fact that we were playing CAH with someone who didn't speak English fluently in the first place. Sometimes we'd laugh and this kid of would look seriously confused, and then you'd be forced to explain to him why it was so funny, but as you did so you felt oh-so-fucking-guilty because you literally just laughed at "Auschwitz" as an answer and you were desperately hoping no one at the table was Jewish.
Many awkward things had to be explained to this kid over the night, and among them were scrotum, queefing and pixlated bukkake. If you don't know what the last one is, I recommend not searching it on Google until you are no longer at work or school. #NSFW There I literally bolded the warning.
After one finished round of CAH I bailed to playing Pictionary. Naturally my team won, though I only made minor contributions. We had this guy studying architecture on our team and man you could tell he was a good drawer. I mean, I draw a fair bit but when I play pictionary you'd be lucky if you could guess something even vaguely related. So collectively we had 2 people who can draw and there was another guy who was genius at guessing- he won us the game by saying "irrigation". Like goddamn I know architecture guy actually drew an excellent picture of irrigation- complete with pipes, surrounding land and water, but the word irrigation just would've never occurred to me.
Now after pictionary was really when I should've excused myself and bailed the fuck out, but instead I was roped into playing another game called Munchkin. It was one of the most unnecessarily complicated games I've ever seen- it wasn't very much like Magic the Gathering- I mean there was strategy involved but most of it came from not having players at the table spite the shit out of you, and drawing the right cards to save your own sorry ass. I got bored very quickly and I was no where close to winning the game because I had lost all interest. I kept on playing though, despite everything, because the guy who was winning and coming up big was the guy who knew all the rules and was super-enthusiastic about the game. In the 5 player game there was me and one other person who was bored to shits, but we didn't really want to steal this guy's sunshine because he was winning and because he was trying so hard to teach us the rules, but everything was so goddamn complicated, it didn't even make sense as we were playing the game. Anyway super-enthusiastic guy won in the end (surprising no one) and it was like half past nine before the night ended.
When I got to the bus stop I realized I missed the bus by 30min (so I really should've just left early when the game bored me to shits) and the next bus was due in 30min. Awful feeling. So I was stuck at the bus stop, being bored, and my phone had just died on me because it ran out of battery and I was left to being so goddamn bored. When I got home I resolved that I am never doing this shit again, but despite my inability to make friends I think I had good time. Like, the fact that I can't really get into the mood and laugh along at most things isn't really their fault- it's hard to assimilate into the group that you identified as "kids scoring hell high on the autism scale". But just because I suspect them of having social problems doesn't necessarily mean I can't have a good time around them... ya? Am I sounding desperate for company yet? I'm pretty fucking desperate for company.
Saturday, 24 May 2014
The Excitement and All
So the new budget was released not long ago- I don't really like it. There are some highly inconvenient changes, which shouldn't affect me personally in the long run, but I don't see how it's going to work out for everyone else in this country. I would be very close to graduation by the time the university course fees hike up, and I can afford to pay $7 every time I visit a GP (though that hasn't come into effect yet and hopefully never will). I think I'm just sympathetic towards the people who have to suffer, and in turn I'm kind of hating on this budget too.
Anyway, I tried to be social tonight by attending our university's anime/games club. It sounds super nerdy or geeky or w/e you want to call it, but I felt like I was missing those kinds of people in my life so I HAD to try. I show up and I kind of just want to turn around and get out. The room is just full of people as nerdy as nerdy can get. There was this hyperactive kid who I suspected of having Asperger's, this guy who I suspect hasn't showered in like 4 days and some guy who knew the history of Zelda a little TOO well. So there I was at a table with these characters, playing a game of super mario and I realize "hey, this isn't even that bad". I mean apart from the guy next to me smelling like he hadn't showered in 4 days it wasn't even bad. As it turns out I really don't care who I'm playing games with, and games are really excellent bonding activities.
I had quite a bit of fun in the end, and then I ended up playing pool vs my friend. I was winning until I lost- so that was a sad game, but I'm bad a pool so I guess it didn't matter after all...
On a completely different topic: how fucking epic was the latest GoT episode? Goddamn that snow-castle scene between Sansa and Petyr and I'm just all "wow the ship is real" and it was literally the best part of the episode. Well I guess the whole Danaerys x Daario scene was pretty hot but there wasn't enough nudity so I'm unsatisfied.
Anyway I gotta stop blogging even though it's just a little bit past 12am... I plan on waking up in like 4 hours to catch this LoL game... GO TEAM GO.
There you have it, Australia.
Anyway, I tried to be social tonight by attending our university's anime/games club. It sounds super nerdy or geeky or w/e you want to call it, but I felt like I was missing those kinds of people in my life so I HAD to try. I show up and I kind of just want to turn around and get out. The room is just full of people as nerdy as nerdy can get. There was this hyperactive kid who I suspected of having Asperger's, this guy who I suspect hasn't showered in like 4 days and some guy who knew the history of Zelda a little TOO well. So there I was at a table with these characters, playing a game of super mario and I realize "hey, this isn't even that bad". I mean apart from the guy next to me smelling like he hadn't showered in 4 days it wasn't even bad. As it turns out I really don't care who I'm playing games with, and games are really excellent bonding activities.
Though mario kart is arguably THE friendship killer, on par with monopoly
I had quite a bit of fun in the end, and then I ended up playing pool vs my friend. I was winning until I lost- so that was a sad game, but I'm bad a pool so I guess it didn't matter after all...
On a completely different topic: how fucking epic was the latest GoT episode? Goddamn that snow-castle scene between Sansa and Petyr and I'm just all "wow the ship is real" and it was literally the best part of the episode. Well I guess the whole Danaerys x Daario scene was pretty hot but there wasn't enough nudity so I'm unsatisfied.
This could be my fav romance of all time...
Anyway I gotta stop blogging even though it's just a little bit past 12am... I plan on waking up in like 4 hours to catch this LoL game... GO TEAM GO.
Wednesday, 21 May 2014
Summer Heights High
I've been really non-productive lately. By non-productive I mean I've been spending my time on reddit, tumblr, facebook, youtube, twitter and so forth. The internet is terribly distracting. Other than that I've been watching (or rather, re-watching) Summer Heights High (SHH). If you haven't heard of Chris Lilley, he's an Australian comedian and a phenomenal producer/actor/writer. He basically did the whole series himself, and he portrays all 3 of the main characters- Ja'mie King, a posh Sydney school girl, Jonah, the typical high school delinquent from Tonga, and Mr G, the school's drama teacher.
Most of the show 's humour stems from Lilley's exaggerated portrayal of stereotypical characters. My favourite character is probably Ja'mie King- I don't know how he does it so well, but he pulls off many posh teenage girl impressions perfectly, and when I saw the character I knew she was real, because I've seen a lot of girls like when I was in high school. Anyway, watching the show for me started off as a lot of laughs.
However, with me being the person I am, I found my own way to get depressed over a comedy. It mostly came from the character Jonah, who basically has really low literacy skills for his age, is a bit rough and doesn't know how to express himself in a socially acceptable manner. His tagline seems to be "fuck you miss" and he enjoys drawing penises all over the place. I can't recall how many manifestations of this character I've seen in real life, but it really resounded. I remember, starting from primary school, how there were kids who'd do these attention seeking things, and say really fucked up crap whilst being generally disruptive to the class. The teacher would break down, yell at them, and they'd spend more time at the principle's office than in class. As one of those high-achieving quiet Asian students, I'd just sort of sit there and try to work, while getting really annoyed that there was all this commotion in the background. I felt sorry for the teachers frequently- these kids were annoying as fuck, after all.
But here I am, roughly 8 years later, and I'm thinking "wow that teacher is being a bitch". I'm just watching TV, and this fictional kid is getting yelled at by his teacher, but it really hurts me. The school tries to get Jonah to participate in this "Polynesian Pathways" project, and he doesn't want to be there but the adults around him are pressuring him to embrace his culture. See my argument against these programs is that you can't embrace what you don't understand, and if you grew up in a foreign environment, then you adapt the culture of THAT particular environment. You can't force a kid to say things like "I'm really proud of my heritage and who I am" if they don't really understand their heritage. Like, as a developmental milestone, people go through an identity crisis phase (most commonly during their teenage years) where they try to figure out who they really are and what their place is in this world. I think in the show they made Jonah dress up in traditional clothing and perform a dance or something- I got kind of grossed out whilst watching, because it was essentially a bunch of outsiders pushing this kid into this foreign territory, giving him a label which he himself didn't understand, and yelling "LOOK THIS IS WHAT YOU ARE, NOW YOU BETTER ACCEPT IT AND BE PROUD OF IT EVEN IF YOU DON'T IDENTIFY WITH IT AT ALL".
It's kind of irrational to get upset over a satirical documentary, but I'm like this because I'm alarmed that what is supposed to be satire isn't even satire. I said the show was funny because it was exaggerated, but I'm watching this character storyline and I thinking "I've seen this happen in real life, it's not an exaggeration"- and then I just become horrified. I think our education system is fundamentally flawed in the way we try to bring kids with lower literacy and numeracy skills up to speed. These kids often also have what we consider as behavioural problems, so putting them in mainstream classes would be highly disruptive. I'm not sure totally seclusion from their other peer is the best idea, but what we do need are teachers who better equipped with ways to deal with difficult children. when the teacher yells and screams alongside the student you know something's gone wrong. I think overall this show just hit waaaay too close to home for me.
Most of the show 's humour stems from Lilley's exaggerated portrayal of stereotypical characters. My favourite character is probably Ja'mie King- I don't know how he does it so well, but he pulls off many posh teenage girl impressions perfectly, and when I saw the character I knew she was real, because I've seen a lot of girls like when I was in high school. Anyway, watching the show for me started off as a lot of laughs.
However, with me being the person I am, I found my own way to get depressed over a comedy. It mostly came from the character Jonah, who basically has really low literacy skills for his age, is a bit rough and doesn't know how to express himself in a socially acceptable manner. His tagline seems to be "fuck you miss" and he enjoys drawing penises all over the place. I can't recall how many manifestations of this character I've seen in real life, but it really resounded. I remember, starting from primary school, how there were kids who'd do these attention seeking things, and say really fucked up crap whilst being generally disruptive to the class. The teacher would break down, yell at them, and they'd spend more time at the principle's office than in class. As one of those high-achieving quiet Asian students, I'd just sort of sit there and try to work, while getting really annoyed that there was all this commotion in the background. I felt sorry for the teachers frequently- these kids were annoying as fuck, after all.
But here I am, roughly 8 years later, and I'm thinking "wow that teacher is being a bitch". I'm just watching TV, and this fictional kid is getting yelled at by his teacher, but it really hurts me. The school tries to get Jonah to participate in this "Polynesian Pathways" project, and he doesn't want to be there but the adults around him are pressuring him to embrace his culture. See my argument against these programs is that you can't embrace what you don't understand, and if you grew up in a foreign environment, then you adapt the culture of THAT particular environment. You can't force a kid to say things like "I'm really proud of my heritage and who I am" if they don't really understand their heritage. Like, as a developmental milestone, people go through an identity crisis phase (most commonly during their teenage years) where they try to figure out who they really are and what their place is in this world. I think in the show they made Jonah dress up in traditional clothing and perform a dance or something- I got kind of grossed out whilst watching, because it was essentially a bunch of outsiders pushing this kid into this foreign territory, giving him a label which he himself didn't understand, and yelling "LOOK THIS IS WHAT YOU ARE, NOW YOU BETTER ACCEPT IT AND BE PROUD OF IT EVEN IF YOU DON'T IDENTIFY WITH IT AT ALL".
It's kind of irrational to get upset over a satirical documentary, but I'm like this because I'm alarmed that what is supposed to be satire isn't even satire. I said the show was funny because it was exaggerated, but I'm watching this character storyline and I thinking "I've seen this happen in real life, it's not an exaggeration"- and then I just become horrified. I think our education system is fundamentally flawed in the way we try to bring kids with lower literacy and numeracy skills up to speed. These kids often also have what we consider as behavioural problems, so putting them in mainstream classes would be highly disruptive. I'm not sure totally seclusion from their other peer is the best idea, but what we do need are teachers who better equipped with ways to deal with difficult children. when the teacher yells and screams alongside the student you know something's gone wrong. I think overall this show just hit waaaay too close to home for me.
I really need to stop reading into these things...
Tuesday, 13 May 2014
The Weekend and So Forth
Firstly I'd like to make some excuses about why I haven't blogged in so many days. There was this international LoL tournament which started on Thursday. In my timezone it was about 10pm- which isn't actually that bad considering it was mostly a weekend tournament. Naturally I slept at around 2-3am every night and woke up at around noon every day. I didn't do much work when I was awake either- I think I just spent eons on reddit or I played Brave Frontier or... something.
Come Sunday night I was getting pretty tired, but it was the grand finals and I thought I should watch it. I had a tutorial at 8.30am the next day, and I hadn't written any notes for it, but come on grand finals are totally worth the sleep deprivation, right? The results went as I expected, with Korea taking a 3-0 win over China in a Bo5, and then I just felt sad for ages, because the matches were humiliating. I think in the last game Korea almost won the game before China was able to surrender (you have to play for a certain amount of time before you can surrender a game)- so that was completely dreadful. Like I mentioned before my favourite team (from North America) lost their team captain due to a collapsed lung, and I'm 90% convinced that they could've taken down China and met Korea in the finals if they had their full roster.
Monday came and Monday went- I was at the tutorial half-dead with 2 hours of sleep, and when I came home I basically just showered quickly and went to sleep. I woke up at 7pm or something like that, but it was completely dark and cold and I was extremely confused. I guess I could've done some productive reading then, but I decided it would be a better idea to waste some time and sleep at 1am. I expected to wake at 7am this morning- not because I'm a morning person but because I already slept for ages- but noooo, I woke up at noon. I think my body clock has adjusted to waking at midday due to my sleep patterns over the duration of the LoL tournament.
Anyway that brings us to today and my excuses are sort of over- I mean my excuses were completely crap so I guess it doesn't even matter. The one great thing I did today was call up a random dental clinic after 5min on Google. The pain in my teeth is really bothering me- I had a look in the mirror last night, and my right wisdom teeth appears to be facing forwards and growing horizontally, while my left wisdom teeth is only half-uncovered and is leaving my gums chronically inflamed. There's also this spot on the left side that looks like an adhesion between the wall of my mouth and my gums. Yea, sounds gross. Essentially what I'm saying is my teeth are fucked, it hurts, and I really need a dentist. I hope the clinic I'm going to will be decent, I have a feeling that I'll require at least 2 wisdom teeth extractions (not sure about my upper ones).
You know, I haven't been to the dentist in forever- the last time I went to one, I was meant to get referred to an orthodontist for braces, but my parents were too worried about it affecting my grades and decided to delay it (how Asian, right). So 4 years later I still don't have braces and now I need to slot it into my ever changing uni timetable--- time management is a complete disaster for me. I think I'll need at least a week to recover from wisdom teeth extraction, and idk when I'm going to fit that in since exams are coming up but I'm also like, really scared of dentists. I had many dental disasters when I was young, whether it be cavities or infections or whatever the fuck. Then I got to the age where I was meant to be changing teeth, but my old teeth actually never fell out and my new teeth just grew over my old ones, so I had to have 90% of my teeth surgically removed. My new teeth proved to be much more solid than my old ones, but they were all crooked because they grew over my old ones.
See if I were a plant I wouldn't need to eat and I wouldn't need teeth. This is why if reincarnation is real I'm going to be a fucking tree and photosynthesise all day every day until some fucker comes along and cuts me down.
Come Sunday night I was getting pretty tired, but it was the grand finals and I thought I should watch it. I had a tutorial at 8.30am the next day, and I hadn't written any notes for it, but come on grand finals are totally worth the sleep deprivation, right? The results went as I expected, with Korea taking a 3-0 win over China in a Bo5, and then I just felt sad for ages, because the matches were humiliating. I think in the last game Korea almost won the game before China was able to surrender (you have to play for a certain amount of time before you can surrender a game)- so that was completely dreadful. Like I mentioned before my favourite team (from North America) lost their team captain due to a collapsed lung, and I'm 90% convinced that they could've taken down China and met Korea in the finals if they had their full roster.
Monday came and Monday went- I was at the tutorial half-dead with 2 hours of sleep, and when I came home I basically just showered quickly and went to sleep. I woke up at 7pm or something like that, but it was completely dark and cold and I was extremely confused. I guess I could've done some productive reading then, but I decided it would be a better idea to waste some time and sleep at 1am. I expected to wake at 7am this morning- not because I'm a morning person but because I already slept for ages- but noooo, I woke up at noon. I think my body clock has adjusted to waking at midday due to my sleep patterns over the duration of the LoL tournament.
Anyway that brings us to today and my excuses are sort of over- I mean my excuses were completely crap so I guess it doesn't even matter. The one great thing I did today was call up a random dental clinic after 5min on Google. The pain in my teeth is really bothering me- I had a look in the mirror last night, and my right wisdom teeth appears to be facing forwards and growing horizontally, while my left wisdom teeth is only half-uncovered and is leaving my gums chronically inflamed. There's also this spot on the left side that looks like an adhesion between the wall of my mouth and my gums. Yea, sounds gross. Essentially what I'm saying is my teeth are fucked, it hurts, and I really need a dentist. I hope the clinic I'm going to will be decent, I have a feeling that I'll require at least 2 wisdom teeth extractions (not sure about my upper ones).
My impression of dentists have not changed over the years
You know, I haven't been to the dentist in forever- the last time I went to one, I was meant to get referred to an orthodontist for braces, but my parents were too worried about it affecting my grades and decided to delay it (how Asian, right). So 4 years later I still don't have braces and now I need to slot it into my ever changing uni timetable--- time management is a complete disaster for me. I think I'll need at least a week to recover from wisdom teeth extraction, and idk when I'm going to fit that in since exams are coming up but I'm also like, really scared of dentists. I had many dental disasters when I was young, whether it be cavities or infections or whatever the fuck. Then I got to the age where I was meant to be changing teeth, but my old teeth actually never fell out and my new teeth just grew over my old ones, so I had to have 90% of my teeth surgically removed. My new teeth proved to be much more solid than my old ones, but they were all crooked because they grew over my old ones.
See if I were a plant I wouldn't need to eat and I wouldn't need teeth. This is why if reincarnation is real I'm going to be a fucking tree and photosynthesise all day every day until some fucker comes along and cuts me down.
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