A Blow By Blow Of Today's "Un-monotonous" Experience: (Is 'un-monotonous' a word?)

1. Slept at 2am in the morning. Not that it's weird, 'cause it's not.

2. "I Had A Dream": My Chinese teacher was pulled out because she was gonna perform or something, so the seniors, I think, supervised the lower year levels, and it turned out that Groucho's Slut was the one who took over our classroom. And then, Marla stood up and convinced the others to sing this...song (an ode, an insult actually, to Groucho's Slut). A few of the others mocked Groucho and told him to join us, too. But he just sat there..I dunno, too dumb to think about anything. So Slut took off with Groucho. Mrs. Sy, the disciplinarian, asked us who made the CD (the one with the sing-along insults). Apparently, my name was in the title cover so she automatically looked at me. I was speechless so she asked for my full name. That meant I was fucked. So I was gonna say something like, "Oh, they forced me to do it. I didn't want to make it at first, really." But alas! My mom woke me up at 9am.

3. So apparently I had, like, only 7 hrs of sleep. That's minimun for me. I don't know about you, normal folks.

4. Why wake up so early? That's because I was gonna go to the dentist and have my tooth pulled out. Why again? Because if I was gonna wear braces, I had to lose 4 of my precious teeth. My pre-molars, in fact. The dentist said that my teeth were too crowded so she, sigh, sadly had to do the bloody deed.

5. It was time for anaesthesia. It wasn't so bad, except for the fact that it was BITTER! Gawwdddd... It was the worst thing I've ever tasted my whole life!!! It was worse than ampalaya. Actually, ampalaya is delish! But the anaesthesia..OH GOD..It was wrong, so wrong! It should be made illegal! Jeezas Christ!

6. The dentist now tries to pull the upper right pre-molar. At first, I didn't feel anything. It was so embarrassing because I actually CRIED! Cried, I said! It was only a few, maybe 5, tears but hey, it was my first time (to get my tooth pulled by the dentist) so give me a break, will ya?

7. I was being too much of a baby that time so the dentist (Dra. Virginia Que, if you read this, please don't thank me for the promotional ad 'cause I already know I'm good at it *winks*) injected a second dose of anaesthesia (IT WAS SO BITTER, I'M TELLING YOU!) . My mom told me to be brave about it so I did, and at first, it was terrible 'cause of the force and pushes, but I got the hang of it and voila! There's my bloody tooth with roots that are now facing the world for the first time. Yeah, it was like giving birth.

8. So we rescheduled for the next appointment (I'm sorry Saturday, you're not my favorite day anymore). Aaaand, yep, I'm getting my second tooth pulled out. Hopefully, it wouldn't take an hour like it did this morning.

9. We rode a jeep home after that. I thought the sillyness was over until...

10. My relief was crushed when the car behind us bumped the jeep (I was sitting by the back, by the way, so I was clearly a witness)! The jeep driver took a good look at the bump (It wasn't a life and death situation, but you know people these days...This was like the greatest opportunity for manong to get OA and say, "That's stainless steel, you know!!!") DUH. There was no damage. Is he blind?! Anyway, the driver (of the car; of the suspect) wasn't that dumb, either. Anyway, I'll save ya'll the rest of the stinkin' shit and tell you that it didn't quite end on good terms.

*Not exactly primetime soap opera material, but heck, it was all new to me. I'm soo excited for my braces! That's the only thing that counts, so forgive me for doin' all this trouble just to bore you with my "Ooh! WoW!!" moments. Right.*