Wednesday, July 26, 2006
PERIOD
Alright, and so again. i stressed my dislike for taxi drivers. If anyone of u reading this and hav a father driving a cab, unless he's the one tt shove me off, ure not in my target point. And if he sadly is, ur dad suck.
So it goes like this, my drama day.
Happily i went to sch for a one hr lesson cos i culdt wake up. All my final fags and pizza i culd hav. bla bla bla. fine.
so had to do my practicals after school to practise. yada yada.
UNTIL i went for my extrations. So as usual, the weather is fucked. I waited for the damn bus like for 40 mins. Sat there as the thought of my teeth being tugged out like carrots and blood spilling all over raced thru my mind gazillion times. The caterpiller bus came, i went to register, suprising today was pretty fast. Hav a overall cleaning before he glued in the braces cover metal piece of someting in. Then he told me about the new metal wire ting.
BLAAA.. ok, extractions.
'We normally will extract 2 teeth on one side so u can eat, and a few weeks later, i take out another two'
so he jabbed in tt two sticks of pain, and tugged me out like an idiot. I remember him squinting as he pull and tugged, kinda like fought wif my little teeth as i felt it being dragged out of my gums.
2 down, then i gave him the cue to take out another two so i can finish it all at a go.
Fine, he took off wif the jabs again, the tugging and shoving.. I duno if its me, but i thought i saw alil blood spilled on that lamp above me. No joke. The nurse was cleaning it. =l
I swore i cant feel fuck except for my thick lips. Tried bitting and pinching my lips and i feel nothing. Which i thought was pretty cool. HAHAHA. And regretted later.
ALRIGHT. so this is it, get to DA PAO and keep my little teeth, all 4 of it. Some wax for my braces metal little tingy, and cotton for my toothless gaps. By that time, i cant feel a fuck for the anesatic ting is working at its max. SO, i wanted to hail a cab so i can go hm straight u see, i was drooling like a idiot and i cant feel a fuck. Lips felt so swelled and my teeth hurts. I culdt communicate so i had to type it out on my handphone. I tried 6 or 7 cabs and none took me in cos they said its too far.
WHAT, WHAT THE FUCK!
COMON, GOOD MONEY MAN. its peak period. I WILLING TO PAY MORE TOO! WHYYYYY!!!
On my last helpless attemp, i told the uncle i can pay more. like really. Send me home. He shoo me away. I so wish i slammed so hard the door juz drop at that moment.
So i fucking went to wait for the pussy shuttle bus, tke it to queenstown and hav MRT to send me home. It took 50mins. Yes, i sat there in pain and torment for 50mins doing nothing but stare into blank space the whole time as a matter of fact. some of u kind souls tried to called me and ask how isit, sorry i hanged ur phone. But u guys are pretty dumb la. NO TEETH. TOTALLY not in a mood nor am i capable of talking without my drool being spilled all over the place. The only one i answered was my dad, hoping he wuld come pick ME up instead. HAHAHA, but he working la. no chance. And he kept calling. IRRITATING.
OK, nvm, the bus came. like FINALLY. kinda squeezed up the bus and went to queenstown. Till jurong east, at tt time, i swear i was literally drinking blood cos my cotton was so soaked wif saliva and blood mixed. It suck. I remembered the doc saying someting about, 'apply pressure to stop bleeding'.
I regretted.
Kinda squeezed the cotton, cos it was so soaked. The mix came ozzing out like mad and i had to let it flow down my throat.
Bet u cringing huh. It suck. Yes.
So i reached JE still in bad pain, THAT FUCKING TRAIN IS TO YEWTEE AND I HAVE TO WAIT FOR THE NEXT ONE WHICH IS LIKE 7 MINS LONG. I'm like, wad the fuck! How come so suay one!!!
So pretty fuming, wen my train arrived. Guess wad, this smelly indian stepped on my toes and pushed me aside so he can get a seat. MEANS I NO SEAT!! I WANTED TO SHOUT BUT I CULD EVEN OPEN MY MOUTH! Lips are so numbed i cant feel fuck with the stinging pain in my mouth. I was helpless verbally la! like fucking begger! So i juz shove him back and he turn and stare, then said sorry.
RWARRRR!!
and the damn heck of tt train is so noisy. Stupid peak period. All u working people juz take a damn cab home can!
FUCK U! GIVE ME UR SEAT, I DONT NEED UR SORRY! i wanted to juz talk to him and spill all my bloody drool on him, juz like wad worm suggested. RWAR! HOW COME SINGAPOREANS LIKE TT ONE!! FUCK U LAAAA! U FUCKING INDIAN! ok, juz HIM alright.
So no seat, peak period, fucking furious, aircon's a bitch cos its like NOT working.
Then i realised my handphone, number '8' button cracked into half =.=""
WAA, wana kill already. And at number 897248002 stop, this lady and her little toyol bitch came in. So alittle while later, the little fat bitch started making noise to contribute to the ALREADY effing noisy train just because she wana sit down. Not being able to realise her needs, she cried. THATS IT. i juz stared at the mother like i can kill her there and then. Mentally i culd see myself slapping tt little THING so bad she dies. I NEED HER DEAD.
My numb-ess around my mouth starts to go off. My tooth-less spots started to hurt and my lips still feeling numb like mad. TOTALLY WRONG PLACES =(
So i stood there like a shagged dog. till marsiling. I found my one and only precious seat. But it lasted until woodlands cos i gave it up to this old woman.
FUCKER, CANOT COME AT DIFFERENT TIME. WHY MUST MY TRAIN!
but tt one still nvm, good deed. Redeem myself from all the karma.
Goes against my nature to see tt old hag stand.
BUT still, regretted it abit.
Then finally home, on aircon like ice cold, mom made SOYABEAN for me. HAHAHAHAHA!!
and then slp till now.
So that was my fucked day
But bright side, no more teeth plucking for me
Yupyup!
Ok, done wif my chatter.
im out.
cya.
(4) tooth-less loti
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