I did the surdery yesterday. What a bloody nightmare...
After arriving at the clinic at exactly 4.20pm, i was ushered onto the dentists chair where he proceeded to pry my jaw apart before injecting anaesthetic into my affected area.

After my whole left-lower face went numb, he began drilling...and drilling...and drilling(the drills came in different sizes and looked like construction-work power tools..)and all while he drilled he had to continue administering continuous jabs of painkiller into my face....why? Because as he drilled deeper, my nerves became exposed allowing me to experience additional uncomprehensible, PAIN.. After 40 mins of drilling,prying,and yanking, my tooth came out in 2 fragments which i requested to keep.

The post-surgery pain last night was unbearable...my god...even before the anaesthetic,( which made me unable to feel my whole left face and made me feel like TWO-face from DARK NIGHT), wore out, the throbbing pain came on FULL-BLAST.. In short..i felt like someone was continuously digging into my face with an ice-pick.

Miraculously, i managed to pass out while trying to distract myself with Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows ..and all my sms's went unanswered. And sumone got pissed at me because of that..and then my phone rang..and aik sha was saying..''Im outside with your orange juice..''
I was groggy and half-dead to hell with the pain which came back as soon as regained consciousness so i went downstairs with the grace and mobility of the ressurected dead and collected my drink..which i drank gratefully as it numbed the pain slightly but i spilled it overnight..because i kicked it..because i left it at my bedside..and i think i can now open an ANTZ ZOO attraction in my room.

God...i hate my life now..my face looks like i got slapped by a wrestler suffering from elephantiasis ..and it hurts just as bad..

So far i've managed to consume an egg tart which i ate just so i could take my painkillers and antibiotics. And some blueberry yogurt.

And i can barely walk because the slightest movement sends my cheek into b***h mode...which in turn sends ME into b***h mode...
iN SHORT, my mood has been ghastly the whole day. Cranky and irritable when i answer people.

Whatever. When life gives you lemons...you SUCK them.

ouch ouCH oUCH OUCH!!!!

OUCHHH!!!!!!!! My wisdom tooth at the back of my left jaw is growing and it hurts so much!!!!!! How much is 'much' you ask? Hmmm...let me seeee....kinda like.......OUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Now the food im eating are all the same as what your toothless grandma(s) would eat.
( if she's still alive..) Plus im chewing all crunchy food (as if i would eat porridge everyday..) on my right side.
What if i overuse my right-side teeth too much until they wear out and become blunt? Then my jaw would close lopsidedly..one-up one-down.
And i will forever look like im smilling macam orang cacat..(no offence) ..like this>> :-/


Eeyerr...if this is to happen i'd rather be.. (according to Ms. Tong) .. a jawless lamprey fish.

FYI..the 'mouth' is the round little bump protruding from under his/her/its face>=)

Also...you know that four-lettered word? No no.... not the one the students LOVE to use.
Its the one they HATE to hear/see/or have anything to do with.
EXAM(s) ..start this Friday for all lower 6's.
Maths and Muet writing >>(to Pn Manjeet its SUDOKU) to be exact.
Dear God..why did u create me with a brain that is unable.. in any way..to solve even the simplest of math equations?? Why God...why...
My karma must be must be 100dm3 per unit volume of me.

Anywayyy..im giving up on maths...a.k.a. doing teacher a favour as my paper will be the easiest/least time-consuming to mark!
In just 1 circular flick of the wrist, Ms. Ng will complete the marking of my math paper and will have loads of free time to spend doing whatever it is that math teachers do during their holidays!
I know i know...im such a thoughtful person. ^.^ Biasalah..Thats me! Always looking out for others!


As for the rest of the subjects...err..if God has forgiven me for my sins..or if i throw a grenade next to the test papers before the exam starts..or if i trip whoever is carrying the stack of test papers and they fall down the stairs and i heave the papers over the balcony for all the lower 6's to pick up...then..maybe you know...got chance...otherwise...i will just start praying more.

And our results will be mailed to us near the end of November. My GOD... We had to each give teacher an empty envelope with our name and address on the front.
I was seriously conidering writing my address with the name Siti Nor City Bean-T Settee..
Or my real name with my address No 67 Jln 2/5 ,Taman Tak Wujud, PJ.
Aishh...habislahh..as soon as i get the letter i will walk to MOBIL, buy 1 litre of RON 97 petrol and douse the envelope with it before barbequeing any F's residing in it.

Insya-allah my parents wont invade my privacy and tear it open..
I dont want to be guilty of 2nd degree murder when they die of myocardial infarctions..

And i woke up at 5am yesterday night.. My wisdom tooth was bitching on me! It was as if it was exacting revenge on me for taking painkillers the night before!!

I swear to god it hurt beyond pain itself..it hurt so bad i wanted to run into a wall and knock myself into coma but then...i just took more painkillers. Than i couldnt sleep anymore...who can when feeling as if though a Hummer ran through their face?

Plus i cant keep eating painkillers every 8 hours. (the pain returns periodically every 8 hours since the dosage is 3 times a day...i kid you not..) Those pills are STRONG..as in real stomach-upsetting-strong kinda strong.

And that was at 5 am so now its 1pm and my whole jaw is aching again. Jesussss....whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy... Sigh..At least now i can say i failed maths because i 'couldnt concentrate'

And im going to the dentist in half an hour. He'd better be able to do SOMETHING..or else..
Thats all. For now..

WOW. Its been a while! Ok. Currently, we're ...god-forbid.., 3 WEEKS away from exams. But then again..it may HOPEFULLY/MOST-LIKELY/IM PRAYING TO EVERY GOD FROM EVERY RELIGION IT WILL BE...postponed/delayed/scrapped/held next year(highly unlikely the last 2, but i like to dream of the impossible..)

ANYWAY..

Regardless of when the exam will be held,it really sucks because even though snoring away in class is my part-time job, i snore away in tuition too. Which , using the simple equation Y=Mx+C, means im universally screwed upside-down over-and-out and all-around for this test. REallY. I just feel doomed. The impending feeling of doom. The kind of doomed doom when you dont THINK you're doomed...you dont FEEL you're doomed...but you KNOW you're doomed..tHATS how doom doomed i am in all of doom-DOM.

Aiyah..screw it la. Im 6th form tresurer right? I have at my disposal thousands of bucks. Even if i DO fail and subsequently drop out of F6, i can still afford to 'menganggur' for a few months while living off the 6th form funds..


Anyway, taking my undang-undang tommorow...FINALLY. Im growing mold and waiting to take it and WILL grow a ten-foot long beard..(yes, BEARD).. if i were to procrastinate any further..(again god-forbid lest i sprout unearthly hairs..)
Reading and re-reading the 500 questions really is a fun-sucker. I mean, i could be reading chemistry for gods sake! Im so blur about it that I bet blind people taking lower six would be loads more knowledgeable on the subject than me. Undoubtedly true. Im Serious.

Also, i have a feeling that (once again god-forbid) i'll squander this hari raya week long holiday by screwing around doing everything im not supposed to do and nothing im required to..aka study.

Whatever. The newspaper isnt worth my RM 1 anymore..no more hot politics. Its gotten so boring that i down a cup of coffee laced with xtra caffeine tablets just to get through every page..

Also..i've been tagged... Yay me. A life dream...fulfilled. I can now go, to new zealand, to reside in a small, wooden ,termite infested cabin..and catch salmon everyday from the creek beside my hut, to consume...i will take up sewing or knitting as a hobby and to pass my time and from that sewing or knitting ..i shall produce my own clothing. To shield me from the harsh winter nights... and there, i will spend the rest of my days...yay.



Anyway, here it is.
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1.The last person to tag you is
Taira

2.What relationship of you with him/her?
Senior. Friend. I guess.

3.Your first impression towards him/her?

Always so happy for what....???

4.The most memorable thing that he/she has done to you?

Hahaha. Firstly, to tell me that i looked like i was planning her death during the first choir meeting, that i looked pissed and unfriendly all the time,like i was emo-ing over a dead family member(put in my words..) And secondly, to recently bestow apoun me two mooncakes in which one was covered in a powdery mold. I know you thought i would eat it ,get spore poisoning, and die, taira. But NO. I didnt. And now.. you're DEAD MEAT. (actually, i think she didnt know it was festering...i think)

5.The most memorable word that he/she has say to you

Justina...SMILE!! ( while imitating a platypus....just kidding)

6.If he/she becomes your lover,you will...

Swallow 50 panadols....either to commit suicide or to get rid of the migraines im sure to develop.

7.If he/she becomes your enemy,you will...

Wonder what sort of a threat a happy-go-lucky enemy with the demeanor of a 5 year old is..

10.The most desirable thing to do for he/she is?

Buy her a DSLR camera..(in her dreams though..i'd as sooner swallow the money and choke to death on it)

11.The overall impression to he/she is....

An optimist.

12.How do you think the people around you will feel about you?

I dont need to think. I know already. How can i not? Everyone from parents to relatives to friends to teachers to strangers tell me i look as if though i were suffering from 4th stage leukemia and have given up on life, or that i would like nothing better than to chew their lungs off...or things to that effect.

13.The character you like of yourself is?

Im not sure...cant decide. Anything i feel i like i suppose. Depends on the situation.

14.On contrary,the character you hate of yourself is?

Cant decide...this time,too many.

15.The most ideal person you want to be is?

God. To watch everyone live life the way i watch desperate housewives...which is to laugh so hard i develop appendicitis.

16.For the person who cares and likes you,say something about them.

Umm.....hi?

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OK!! I cut the rest. Too lazy. Thats all. For now..

Yawnn..

Genting pics. Start from the bottom. Yawnn..

I've missed out on so many things i should have posted in on this blog..

What a waste.. plus my internet at home isnt working, meaning no uploading pictures for a while.



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Anyway, the entire form 6 farewell party went well without a hitch EXCEPT for when the games ended.



Apparently, the screams of the upper sixes were less than appreciated by the afternoon sessions who cracked halfway through the games that were held and threw themselves out of their respective classrooms AND proceeded to scream
random profanities aimed at the helpless upper 6's who were merely going through the notions of activities planned FOR them BY lower 6's and they,-the afternoon session-, probably did so because they saw an opportunity to cease all learning processes and to obtain 5 much needed minutes of rest from the torture their class teachers were subjecting them to (namely maths, science, bm....YAWN) while pretending that the time being spent 'kononnya' absorbing knowlegde in class was being direly wasted,(as if they were paying attention in the first place..) due to the distracting nature of the zoo-like calls and cries emitting floors below at the badminton court, AND that they were appalled by it AND that they would put a complete STOP to it.....so they told us to shut up.


Or maybe..just MAYBE..we ''were'' distracting their lessons.



AND..
If you can actually comprehend that continuous paragraph... god bless you.


AND..
when i got back from Genting yesterday, i met my long-lost NS friend in ou.

I couldnt even remember her name though...thats how ''long-lost'' it was.


AND..
I would upload Genting pics now BUT i actually left my h/p at home..

AND..
im too lazy to write about anything else..
No inspiration..
Yawnn.

Now. At this very moment, i am procrastinating... Procrastinating...the completion of my MUET essay.

It sucks, because i have absolutely NO idea (nor do i give a penny's worth) on how to 'elaborate' about the ''Good points of Malaysia being a multicultured society'' and how we're all suppossed to feel eternally blessed and should rejoice every nanosecond we spend irking out an existence as 'malaysians' in a land where the 'bumiputera' themselves 'coincidentally 'originate from ANOTHER country.. *cough* (PULAU JAWA!!) *cough*.

Please...

Oppression. Racism. Cronism. Corruption.

Lack of transparency,
and just
plain stupidity...

The complete list would be enough to wrap the earth around its axis TWICE and have enough leftover for Saturn.

Its beyond evident that our country is run by a government hell-bent on defending the rights of its own race though those rights were never questioned or threatened by others in the first place..

Then again, this explains just how useless the ministers representing the other minority of races are. They are the 'yes-men'. Why? Because they are simply to chicken- s**t to refuse the wants of the powers that be. (the ppl who can sack them) For eg:-

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In the parliament far, far away.......(K.L oni la..)


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Datuk Menteri Bigshot: Today,we will be initiating a new ACT!!

Datuk Chinese/Indian Minister: Yes sir!!

Datuk Menteri Bigshot: NASI LEMAK ARE TO BE CONSUMED ONLY
BY MUSLIMS!!

Datuk Chinese/ Indian Minister: Yes sir!!

Datuk Menteri Bigshot:
CHINESE WILL NO LONGER CONSUME PORK !!!
MEANING NO MORE CHAR SIEW PAU OR SIEW MAI!!

Datuk Chinese/Indian Minister: Yes sir!!

Datuk Menteri Bigshot: ANWAR IS FREE TO SODOMISE WHOMSOEVER HE WISHES!! INCLUDING YOU AND ME!!

Datuk Chinese/ Indian Minister: YESSSSIR!!!

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Something around those lines...
If im not wrong...
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Anyway. Back to the topic.

Its ridiculous, because even though i can completely fathom the sense of 'semangat kesukuan', to place the needs of ones race above all others, i still feel like,
'Hey, if this is how you're going to do it, you could at least stop the 'we-should-live-harmoniously-together-as-malysians-so-lets-hold-hands-and-dance-the-macarena' bullshit and just come clean on how racist you truly are.

Transparency, people. Or just plain frankness.

The base of any credible government. Yet something we are eons away from achieving.

Its sad.

But then again, its a fact.




But cheer up. We're having a by-election. ANWAR's running .

If he wins, he'll form a whole new government. Whole new policies.
He's promising transparency, unity and peace among all races.
He's also promising a government FOR the people BY the people,
and RM2/litre for petrol!!! (it doesnt get any better than that..)

But then again, im not sure whether to laugh or cry if that happens.

After all, this de facto leader's history is coated in faeces and the cherries on top of that pile are the latest conspiracy theories.
Ones that suggest the current government fears his influence/power and are trying their very (pathetic) best to kick him out of the show before they in turn receive the boot up their a**es.


But who cares?

We are completely powerless in the midst of all this.

Not that WE cared, anyway.

Honestly.

Talking politics just makes us students appear more educated and up to date with the latest issues.


It gives us and others the illusion that we can actually fathom the workings of politics and politicians alike.

Lets face it.

We have enough share of pie on our minds.

What with all our responsibilities at home and at school..?

Like, for example, THE UNFINISHED MUET H/W I HAVE THAT iS NOW ROTTING AWAY. UNATTENDED. INCOMPLETE. IMPOVERISHED.

Sigh.

For a second there, i actually felt like a competent, able individual.

Delusions. They dont last long.

And in here, they last as long as the posts do.

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Later..

Nowadays..

I havent been in the proper mood to go about blogging..


I havent been any sort of mood..


I havent a clue what i have or havent done or am doing ..



Nowadays..


Clouds are just clouds..

Mushrooms grow themselves overnight...

To gargantuan proportions..

I attempt revising for tests..

*BEFORE*

'' I can do it!!!!!!!!!!!!! iTS JUST BIOLOGY!!''

And fail miserably...

*AFTER*

'' NO I CAN'T!!!!!!! ITS B-I-O-L-O-G-Y!!!!''

Even my leftovers are giving me cynical looks..

And i keep getting signs of my impending death..

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All in all..... i've been feeling lethargic these days..

And im developing malaria...or just plain fever..

And i have a hacking cough.. which made me spew out an orange substance i believe was mucus (shaken, not stirred) with blood.

And again i feel tired..

Even the unagi i ate 2 days ago was tasteless..

And im now forcing myself to blog..

Which explains why this post is such a bore to read or even to write..

And there is an ongoing debacle in my mind..

And...

Life goes on....

How boring.