I could never marry a dentist.
Jan. 28th, 2002 02:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blustockingYou should skip this. No, really.
I am sick with worry. :( I think I will have to have my wisdom teeth pulled. I will find out tomorrow for sure, but I'm 95% sure I will. I HATE THIS. I hate it more than you can imagine. Pain is fine, the pain afterwards is fine. But I DO NOT want to feel teeth yanked out of their sockets. I will be knocked out or it's no go...but I'm still deathly afraid of waking up in the middle. I'm probably over-dramatizing this, but I have issues with things of this nature. I've only broken a toe and the thought of breaking anything bigger sends me into shivers. I've never had stiches. Thread is not supposed to be used to SEW UP SKIN. It's not right. I am so nervous. By tomorrow, when I know, I might be close to having a nervous, sobbing fit.
I'm also wondering when some people are going to graduate high school.
5:40pm: The above statement apparently hurt someone's feelings because he felt it was directed at him. I thought it was very "un-cool" of him to announce this in my journal, and maybe it was very "un-cool" of me to say it. But it WAS NOT entirely directed at him. Yes, some of it was, as I'm sick of the stupid l33t speak and retarded antics. Man, I'm such a snob, but I don't care. I suppose I should, but I'm in no mood to start censoring myself. Alas, it seems I have to. I should either just use this journal for random crap or delete it altogether as it's not a "journal" in any real sense of the word, but a way of keeping tabs on your friends. Which is all fine and good...I just hate that I even have to have friends groups. (Talk about high school.) I guess when you get right down to it, I'm a bitch. I could have not said that, even though it's been on my mind for the past week. I knew he was going to think it was him, even though it's about a few other people as well. No, no one on my lj-friends list, so don't worry. It's very hard to ride the line between honesty and just being an asshole. Do you want to know how I feel, or do you want a piece of candy? I know some of the fault lies with me, as it didn't NEED to be said, especially so publicly...but christ, it's not like I called someone's Mother a whore. Perhaps I shouldn't read someone's journal, for his good, and mine.
I'm very excited about APE (more so about hanging out in SF with friends) but I can't shake this nervousness, dammit.
IF ONE MORE FUCKING PERSON WALKS BY MY CUBICLE, I'M GOING TO SCREAM AND HIT THINGS. Don't they know I'm trying to update my journal?! PFFFFF. ;)
Foo. I'm going to lunch. I'll edit this crap when I come back.
I am sick with worry. :( I think I will have to have my wisdom teeth pulled. I will find out tomorrow for sure, but I'm 95% sure I will. I HATE THIS. I hate it more than you can imagine. Pain is fine, the pain afterwards is fine. But I DO NOT want to feel teeth yanked out of their sockets. I will be knocked out or it's no go...but I'm still deathly afraid of waking up in the middle. I'm probably over-dramatizing this, but I have issues with things of this nature. I've only broken a toe and the thought of breaking anything bigger sends me into shivers. I've never had stiches. Thread is not supposed to be used to SEW UP SKIN. It's not right. I am so nervous. By tomorrow, when I know, I might be close to having a nervous, sobbing fit.
I'm also wondering when some people are going to graduate high school.
5:40pm: The above statement apparently hurt someone's feelings because he felt it was directed at him. I thought it was very "un-cool" of him to announce this in my journal, and maybe it was very "un-cool" of me to say it. But it WAS NOT entirely directed at him. Yes, some of it was, as I'm sick of the stupid l33t speak and retarded antics. Man, I'm such a snob, but I don't care. I suppose I should, but I'm in no mood to start censoring myself. Alas, it seems I have to. I should either just use this journal for random crap or delete it altogether as it's not a "journal" in any real sense of the word, but a way of keeping tabs on your friends. Which is all fine and good...I just hate that I even have to have friends groups. (Talk about high school.) I guess when you get right down to it, I'm a bitch. I could have not said that, even though it's been on my mind for the past week. I knew he was going to think it was him, even though it's about a few other people as well. No, no one on my lj-friends list, so don't worry. It's very hard to ride the line between honesty and just being an asshole. Do you want to know how I feel, or do you want a piece of candy? I know some of the fault lies with me, as it didn't NEED to be said, especially so publicly...but christ, it's not like I called someone's Mother a whore. Perhaps I shouldn't read someone's journal, for his good, and mine.
I'm very excited about APE (more so about hanging out in SF with friends) but I can't shake this nervousness, dammit.
IF ONE MORE FUCKING PERSON WALKS BY MY CUBICLE, I'M GOING TO SCREAM AND HIT THINGS. Don't they know I'm trying to update my journal?! PFFFFF. ;)
Foo. I'm going to lunch. I'll edit this crap when I come back.
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Ha! I've a disguise!
Date: 2002-01-28 06:22 pm (UTC)You never fail to make me smile, even when I feel like the biggest heel in the world.
Eyeballs, don't even get me started. I'd have trouble putting in and taking out contacts.
This is the same reason pregnancy is so damn scary to me. It's a body, GROWING INSIDE YOUR body! So alien.
Oddly enough, I think I'd be interested in being debiltated for a few months.
Thank you!
Wait...you said they CRACK your teeth.....AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!*wheeze wheeze*AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!*faint*
Re: Ha! I've a disguise!
Date: 2002-01-31 02:15 am (UTC)