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You are a GRAMMAR GOD!
If your mission in life is not already to
preserve the English tongue, it should be.
Congratulations and thank you!
How grammatically sound are you?
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I REALLY thought I was going to get a bad score ^^******* Unless my mysterious ability to guess on multiple choice tests is rearing its ugly head again. I do have one.
( RoyEye nonsense! )
Remember that wisdom tooth I was talking about? It's on the upper left side, way in the back where wisdom teeth erupt like volcanos. The sore is actually getting better (thank you for the well-wishing :B), but I wouldn't have noticed if I hadn't thought it was getting worse because other parts of my mouth near it were hurting. After a bit of poking, I've found that the part that hurts is my gums, right underneath the wisdom tooth on top. There's a bit that's a little differently shaped than what I remember. It's hard and sore.
Mostly what I'm worried about right now is whether or not my diet is so poor that this second, never-before-revealed wisdom tooth will come in all nasty and half-decayed. (I have had PITIFUL luck with cavities, and even less with trying to separate myself from the idea that it means I am morally weak.) Also, I am amazed at how nature can get these things to happen within a few days of each other.
P.S. The new wisdom tooth definitely seems to be pointing inward, towards my tongue. Like, the chewing surface is pointing to the side. The TOOTH is on its side. I think it may be a visit with the pliers and the codeine for me. Do I look forward to taking addictive painkillers? Probably. I still think that time my dad gave me like a quarter pill of some leftover stuff from a dental operation HE had was hilarious. Well, he's a doctor, it's allowed. This was the night after one of the times they tightened my braces, and I had been grinding my teeth or something, so I woke up in the most pain my braces had ever given me, before that and after that. =_= Probably what made me so happy about it is that instead of slowly going back to sleep while suffering, I was out like a light in five minutes and my teeth didn't hurt the next day, either. Also, it gives me another chance to be gleefully outraged at the world in general for putting me through an unusual amount of pain and bullshit (not just in my mouth) and not letting me take drugs for it. A 9-year-old on drugs? Not a decade ago!
No matter how I needed them! :D
There will be no complaining about how this is like the fourth time I have been on about that whole thing in my diary and I started to ramble towards the end PLZ KTHX.
