i went to the dentist today. i sat for breakfast with my parents and my youngest sister in the restaurant, but i couldnt eat anything. cause i had to keep my teeth all food-free before the doctor look at them. so i stared at my sister just eating like she had never tasted food before in her life.


so i thought the clinic was going to be somewhere ive never heard of, but it turns out, it was just next door to my mother's workplace. shocked the heck out of me. so we *my dad and myself, arrived around 7.35am. and already, we were no.40 in the waiting line. it was only around 9.30am that my name was finally called out loud. i went in by myself. which im very proud of by the way *applauds.

so i sat inside, more waiting. doctors were coming out from the cubicles. YOUNG MALE FAIR-SKIN doctors. imagine how my tummy felt right there. i prayed that i got the only doctor that was not in that category - Indian middle-aged man. he seemed nice, because he kept smiling. but yeah, unluckily for me, i got into a cubicle of a YOUNG MALE FAIR-SKIN doctor. he was nice and i was surprisingly calm and did not act like a total idiot at all. maybe i was thinking about my teeth the whole time.

so he asked about my problems. i said i had 5 teeth all on my left side, piercing into my gums, to my head. so he checked them out. and turned out, nothing was wrong with my teeth. he couldnt see any problems. i had ONE MAJOR problem however that might be the cause of my TEETHache. i rather not mention here. its too embarassing.

so he asked me to wait outside again, for another female doctor to take a look at my set of teeth. while waiting, i managed to strike up conversation with this family. a woman, her daughter *the victim, and i think was her boyfriend. they talked to me first. for the sake of the family i shall not reveal 'the story' here. *not that people will come in and read my blog. but nehoo.

the female doctor, i feel, was a bit annoyed at me. she kept telling me to relax, while she was doing what she was doing, but my body tense up anyways. its a reflex. its not like there's a switch button that i can just switch on and off. this is so similar to my last visit to the doctors. who CONFIDENTLY TOLD ME I WAS FREAKING PREGNANT! YEAH! I WILL NEVER FORGET THIS!! E V E R!

so as usually, doctors do not understand patients. they only see patients. if she listens to me, she will probably have a better solution to calming down my body before she did what she did. but oh well, government doctors do not have time to get to know patients because they're just too many of them to remember anyways. i do not want to go all angry again cause this is BULAN RAMADHAN after all.

so anyways, i had to sing to distract my mind. she was hurting my gums, and its bad enough that the whole reason why i was there was because MY TEETH HURTS! now i have to worry about my gums too. sigh. so my singing did not work, it hurts like shit. so i had to find another alternative way to distract myself. i started to curse. and swear. A LOT. it kind of work. every now and then, i had to pretend there's no pain, so i lay my whole body on the chair as if i fainted. seriously i tried everything i could think of at that time.

with my headache cause of the teethache, i only have so much brain power to help me get through that horrific hour or so.

so i went out with bloody gums and teeth all new. so yeah.

how many times did i brush my teeth today? 6 or 7. i lost count.

i HAVE to take care of teeth now, i refuse to GO BACK THERE. eek!


how do i feel now? well, it comes and goes. the pain i mean. its not really painful, just annoying. i think my brain is imitating the drilling sound in my head so im confused about how i really feel. or maybe, that's what i want to think about when really, it still hurts? oh gosh. my head hurts now.

i complain to much in this life. i need to be grateful. *stares blankly at self from the mirror*
maybe one day.


i slept in the afternoon after i finally ate a meal and a soluble pannadol. felt better immediately after.

because i was in pain from my neck upwards, i was not able to visit my grandma/auntie's house at 4pm. my sister went there, she represented our family.


my grandmothers' brother from Canada came to visit us the 2nd time. last time was years ago. today, he came back, with his wife and his children and grandchildren. i think it was their first time in Brunei. i dont think they are muslims however. cause one of the dudes has tattoos. well, they dont look asian at all. i think that's probably because my grandmother is half scottish, so her brother is too. it showed in his children's and grandchildren's faces.

all my grandmother's sibs family looks mix - xcept for mine.

So im bum *sp? that i did not get to meet them. but they are leaving back to Canada this saturday. i hope to go. and then i can meet them and take pictures.


that concludes my day.

i went to the dentist today. i sat for breakfast with my parents and my youngest sister in the restaurant, but i couldnt eat anything. cause i had to keep my teeth all food-free before the doctor look at them. so i stared at my sister just eating like she had never tasted food before in her life.


so i thought the clinic was going to be somewhere ive never heard of, but it turns out, it was just next door to my mother's workplace. shocked the heck out of me. so we *my dad and myself, arrived around 7.35am. and already, we were no.40 in the waiting line. it was only around 9.30am that my name was finally called out loud. i went in by myself. which im very proud of by the way *applauds.

so i sat inside, more waiting. doctors were coming out from the cubicles. YOUNG MALE FAIR-SKIN doctors. imagine how my tummy felt right there. i prayed that i got the only doctor that was not in that category - Indian middle-aged man. he seemed nice, because he kept smiling. but yeah, unluckily for me, i got into a cubicle of a YOUNG MALE FAIR-SKIN doctor. he was nice and i was surprisingly calm and did not act like a total idiot at all. maybe i was thinking about my teeth the whole time.

so he asked about my problems. i said i had 5 teeth all on my left side, piercing into my gums, to my head. so he checked them out. and turned out, nothing was wrong with my teeth. he couldnt see any problems. i had ONE MAJOR problem however that might be the cause of my TEETHache. i rather not mention here. its too embarassing.

so he asked me to wait outside again, for another female doctor to take a look at my set of teeth. while waiting, i managed to strike up conversation with this family. a woman, her daughter *the victim, and i think was her boyfriend. they talked to me first. for the sake of the family i shall not reveal 'the story' here. *not that people will come in and read my blog. but nehoo.

the female doctor, i feel, was a bit annoyed at me. she kept telling me to relax, while she was doing what she was doing, but my body tense up anyways. its a reflex. its not like there's a switch button that i can just switch on and off. this is so similar to my last visit to the doctors. who CONFIDENTLY TOLD ME I WAS FREAKING PREGNANT! YEAH! I WILL NEVER FORGET THIS!! E V E R!

so as usually, doctors do not understand patients. they only see patients. if she listens to me, she will probably have a better solution to calming down my body before she did what she did. but oh well, government doctors do not have time to get to know patients because they're just too many of them to remember anyways. i do not want to go all angry again cause this is BULAN RAMADHAN after all.

so anyways, i had to sing to distract my mind. she was hurting my gums, and its bad enough that the whole reason why i was there was because MY TEETH HURTS! now i have to worry about my gums too. sigh. so my singing did not work, it hurts like shit. so i had to find another alternative way to distract myself. i started to curse. and swear. A LOT. it kind of work. every now and then, i had to pretend there's no pain, so i lay my whole body on the chair as if i fainted. seriously i tried everything i could think of at that time.

with my headache cause of the teethache, i only have so much brain power to help me get through that horrific hour or so.

so i went out with bloody gums and teeth all new. so yeah.

how many times did i brush my teeth today? 6 or 7. i lost count.

i HAVE to take care of teeth now, i refuse to GO BACK THERE. eek!


how do i feel now? well, it comes and goes. the pain i mean. its not really painful, just annoying. i think my brain is imitating the drilling sound in my head so im confused about how i really feel. or maybe, that's what i want to think about when really, it still hurts? oh gosh. my head hurts now.

i complain to much in this life. i need to be grateful. *stares blankly at self from the mirror*
maybe one day.


i slept in the afternoon after i finally ate a meal and a soluble pannadol. felt better immediately after.

because i was in pain from my neck upwards, i was not able to visit my grandma/auntie's house at 4pm. my sister went there, she represented our family.


my grandmothers' brother from Canada came to visit us the 2nd time. last time was years ago. today, he came back, with his wife and his children and grandchildren. i think it was their first time in Brunei. i dont think they are muslims however. cause one of the dudes has tattoos. well, they dont look asian at all. i think that's probably because my grandmother is half scottish, so her brother is too. it showed in his children's and grandchildren's faces.

all my grandmother's sibs family looks mix - xcept for mine.

So im bum *sp? that i did not get to meet them. but they are leaving back to Canada this saturday. i hope to go. and then i can meet them and take pictures.


that concludes my day.