of course this would happen to me.

my vacant wisdom teeth would get infected again.
i would wake up saturday morning and look like half of a cabbage patch doll.
i would be in pain. and look like i have a golf ball shoved in my left cheek.
i would be taking more infection killing meds. and pain meds.
tylenol with codeine would make me feel funny. and sick.
my parents would come pick me up in provo. and i love them for it.
i would get car sick on the way home and throw up.
i would have to get emergency dental surgery tomorrow. and i'm dreading it.
i would get to miss all my classes tomorrow.

i hate life [but not really].
i'm sick of mouth pain.
i'm sick of looking like a cabbage patch doll.
i'm sick of being sick.
i'm sick of warm weather.
i want to wear sweaters.
i want someone to talk to.
i want to be better.
i want to look normal and not like a chipmunk.
i really just want this dumb infection to go away.

i promised myself i'd stop blogging about how much my life sucks.
but i felt right now was perfectly acceptable.
so this will be the last 'my-life-sucks-listen-to-me-complain' post.
sorry you have to listen to me complain.
but i doubt many read this anyways.