6/23 · 4:20pm Jun 23rd, 2014
I am in terrible need of writer's laxatives. I'm gonna talk to friends about creative inspiration to get the word river flowing again.
I got two wisdom teeth removed. The lower ones were coming in at about 45 degrees. The upper ones were pushed inward as part of my three years' orthodontic treatment: they removed one or two sets of teeth and pushed in the early 'wisdom teeth' to act as a set of molars. The same can't be said about the lower ones.
Oxycontin do funny things to the brain. I literally can't walk around the house without a cane without risking falling over I did once in the middle of the night and burst out laughing on the floor. My parents are trying to get me to take a prescription dosage of Ibuprofen. 800 mils of the stuff sounds suicidal. What's worse, I just put in my orthodontic retainer, HA HA! the pain has been doubled! Yeah, I'm sticking to the Oxy until I can chew things harder than Raisin Bran.
I had plans for picking blueberries and canning them and cleaning out my room and our secondary garden/greenhouse/garage and perhaps writing more, not just writing and playing videogames. Exams did a number on my mental health. I spent the whole first week of summer recovering from my Junior year in a really tough private school. The next week, I missed my SAT so my parents kept me home rather than drag me to Missouri to clean out my drunkle (drunk uncle)'s home. I fell victim to one of those diseases that just makes you tired and lazy and accomplish nothing all day. They did, however, make sure that I got that ACT in. My parents have been telling me to get more light- as it's therapeutic. I opened my window for the first time in months.
I am actually starting to feel better already, but that doesn't address the main reason that I don't go outside: mosquitoes. Mosquitoes are more dangerous than humans. They are the bane of my existence. Anyone living in the low-lands of Alabama should know that. My parents think it's unreasonable that I don't go out. Unless I put on a coat of sticky repellant that requires an autoclave to remove, I can't go outside without being eaten alive.
The school I go to is in Huntsville, Alabama- given that, it's half built for the Marshall Space-Flight center by German geniuses demanding better American schools (no surprise) and half built as a white-flight private school (built 5 years after Brown v. B.o.E; no surprise there either.) Seriously, what the hell is this racism thing? It's REALLY bad for business.
