Tuesday, September 12, 2006
(12:35 AM) | Anonymous:
Tuesday Hatred: The church is near, but the road is icy
I hate my teeth. Specifically, I hate the two of them that have been bugging me since the beginning of summer, preventing me from being able to chew with the entire right side of my mouth, one of them persisting in this condition despite having been filled three times (3x) now (actually it only began manifesting after the first filling, so—I hate my dentist, too). I hate the stage of getting a filling when the dentist is creating the food-facing portion of the tooth and has one bite down on the colored thing and continually asks "how it feels", as if I, gums full of anaesthetic, have any idea. This is especially annoying since it is always the case that it feels fine at first, and then, about an hour after I've left, I think, no! it is not fine! the tooth is altogether too long!—the worst part is knowing that it could be this undesirable length, this length in the tooth, that is really causing the pain. So in other words: I hate my own weakness, and myself.I hate a variety of things having to do with the number of classes I am allowed to take in a quarter, the number it is feasible to take in a quarter, the number I am required to take in a quarter (and which), and the number in the upcoming quarter I actually want to take, and not just want to take but think would actually benefit me. You can probably imagine the general idea of these hatings yourself; I see no need to give them explicitly. I hate something extracurricular too, but it must remain s3kr1t.
I hate that I'm still writing an essay that will probably turn out to be not very good for a class that ended in June.
I hate that I can't remember where to find the Tuesday Love.
