Braces. They hurt like hell. My head aches from the pain, my body restless and complaining. There is the familiar, burning sensation that nearly drives me mad. It's as if someone is pulling my teeth off, or as if someone punched me a thousand times, or as if my every tooth has a toothache. Oh why, why, why did braces have to be invented?
I now sit in front of the computer, typing away, trying to distract myself from the twinges of pain. From time to time I swallow some oatmeal - I've just taken a mouthful - and they offer me a little moment of relief. Ah, oatmeal, comfort food from the gods.
I know braces are for my own good. Every month I go to the dentist, and my teeth are squeezed together, pressed, battered, you name it. My mother said that it's worth it, because in the end I will have a set of perfect, sparkling, white teeth. (Well, I hope the part about sparkling, white teeth comes really true).
I feel very low today because of this teeny tiny discomfort. Spilling it all out eases the burden somehow. No pain, no gain. No braces, no perfect smile. (As if =D...)
Gotta go. My family is planning to watch "Vampires Suck" at the cinemas tonight. Seriously. How about "Braces Suck"?
Oatmeal, here I come. Yum.
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