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Wednesday, August 25, 2004 |
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"I can feel my doom approaching 'Hello DOom, how are you today?' "
sigh, i have been effectively silenced. I can no longer voice my opinion constantly and enthousiastically. Only important mumbles and grunts when required. Blah.
So i went to the dentist today. I was there from 2:00PM until 4:00PM (which is more than a sufficient amount of time to spend in a dentist chair) and had the top braces attached (why? I don't know since i only need them on the top to keep my teeth in place while those on the bottom move, and since i won't be getting those on the bottom for another month...) the teeth pulled, the caveties filled...so all in all i'm feeling very numb (ha ha) and hungry (since i can't feel my mouth and thus cannot eat gracefully). Ugh, i should just stop complaining, but since i can't complain 'a l'oral' i'll have to do it 'a l'ecrit.'
So what else is new? Nothing.
Alright then, i'm done.
Oh wait, there's a whale in the River, interesting. I haven't seen it but people are lining up along the beaches watching for it, they had to shut down the power plant to make sure it doesn't get sliced and diced. Really it's not in any danger since there's all kinds of food ont the river, so this is kinda a cool thing. I'd like to see it.
Edit: Wow, i logged into my account on statcounter.com and my website came up in 2 interesting searches
1)Girl on girl stories
2)Deep love hole
that's nice.
Also, there's been a lot of hits from new visitors lately, please, if you visit leave a comment. Everyone likes comments you know, even a l'il ol' Cunuck like me.
posted by
that girl at 5:36:00 p.m.
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Thursday, August 19, 2004 |
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"Le jour s'en va et la nuit s'en vien pour tes conseils"
ahem
Braces : top and bottom
Retainer : permanant metal implant
gaps : may close, but not likely. Solution? Tooth caps and false teeth.
I'm 20
I shouldn't need false teeth!
Blah.
Anyway i'm so jaded by this whole issue that i don't feel any particular emotional reaction except 'aw fuck'
In other news, i biked to work on the road today. 6km in 15mins, is that great or what? I worked that out (if math still serves me correctly) to equalling 24km/h, which is so not shabby. I never biked on the road before, i usually do all my biking on abandoned railway tracks, but they're digging out a section of them so i was forced on to the road today. And i'm telling you it's exhilerating to bike up and down hills on hardest (18th) gear the whole way and moving off to the shoulder for cars. I almost vomited by the time i was home and i was breathing raspily. I only get that exhausted from running, biking has never done that to me. I'm so thrilled, i only wish i'd started doing this earlier in the summer. The way my my thighs tonight feel i'd be totally toned and buffed by now. Hmm, i'll keep it in mind for next year and kill myself the rest of the summer. Wow, it was so fun!
posted by
that girl at 8:23:00 p.m.
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Friday, August 13, 2004 |
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"Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a man; and his number is Six Hundred Threescore and Six"
uh oh, as of right now my blog has 666 Canadian page views...woah...and today's friday the 13th...how eerily coincidential.
Finally, we close with an observation that makes a commentary on the folly of attaching a specific meaning to the number 666. If the letter A is defined to be equal to 36 (=6ยท6), B=37, C=38, and so on, then:
The sum of the letters in the word SUPERSTITIOUS is 666.
btw, stole that from http://users.aol.com/s6sj7gt/mike666.htm
and in conclusion...it would be funny if it had been TL who'd been the 666th, since i was the 666th to hers, but that is kinda impossible. Oh well, only a couple hundred more americain views to go until we reach this peak.
posted by
that girl at 10:58:00 p.m.
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Wednesday, August 04, 2004 |
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"Damn life"
"Bacon is like chocolate to kittens"
"If people ate bugs we'd probably be more like cats and clean ourselves")
I hate today.
A lot.
I had to get up early this morning (yay) to go to the dentist (woohoo) so i'd make it to work on time (yeehaw) so i wouldn't miss the cadet tour (yipee). So yeah, I went to the dentist with the expectation of being told i had a cavity and left with the knowledge that i have 2 because of a rogue baby tooth (i still have 4 because some gentetic malfunction prevented the formation of their adult replacement teeth) which is twisting around and grinding its neighbours thus wearing down the enamel. So now my dentist has decided that this trouble-maker of a tooth has to come out. Now this would not be a problem if i had a tooth to replace it, however i don't. So i have the choice of having the tooth out and leaving a big gaping hole in my smile, or, ugh, braces. I of course will choose braces (not that my family is even anywhere near close to being able to afford them since my sister just finished with 'em and we're super poor). I only have to get them in the bottom half, and they'll fix problems and stuff...wil probably only need them for a few months...so why does the thought make me want to cry? has it something to do with the fact that I have very little self-confidence as it is and even though i know a ton of well liked pretty people who continue on in life with braces, i can only assume that this new horrible addition to a face already acne-cursed, can only result in further uglidom. So, whether this be true or not i shall automatically assume it too be true and will thus have the self-confidence of a sewer rat the entire first semester (thus once again makeing zero (0) friends and meeting zero (0) guys. Nice) and just hide in my room. So yeah, this is my problem. After a hidiuosly anti-social year i have only just regained needed self-confidence when i was back for the immersion de printemps and now all that hard work is wasted. Sigh. I feel bulemia coming on. I often thoguht to myself that if only the acne would go away...but now i have this to think about too...I'll probably cry every night...no so much because of the depression but because i sleep with my face smushed into the pillow, i can't get comfortable in any other position...but i won't be able to sleep that way because of wires digging into my gums...so after the trying to sleep for hours, around 3AM i'll probably just break down and cry from the frustration of it all. God i'm not looking forward to next year anymore.
i'm sorry about this rant. No one likes to read about other peoples self-issues. But i write what i feel and this is all i've got. :'(
posted by
that girl at 9:33:00 p.m.
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