I got my wisdom teeth pulled on Tuesday. It hurts like hell... my face is all swollen, my hair is nasty because I've been laying in my pajamas for the past 2 days, I can't eat anything but soft foods, and I haven't been able to eat anything today because the thought of eting another can of soup with so much sodium in it is just killing me. Seriously... one can of this really good soup, which actually serves 2 people, when added up equals about 80% of your sodium total for the day. Imagine eating 2 of those! I could just hear my arteries hardening.... like I need any help with that!

I've been keeping myself to a pretty strict schedule with Ibuprofen... if I don't take it every 4 hours, I am basically on the floor crying. I am such a wimp when it comes to pain in my mouth. Every canker sore, every cold sore, every tightening of the braces, every cleaning, every surgery in my mouth... it's like a bomb has exploded in my mouth and I have nothing left. I just freak out.

And why do I entitle this entry as luck me? Well, for just a little sarcasm. I got my period Tuesday morning as well. Bleeding in my mouth and out the.... umm, well ya. I lost too much blood on tuesday I think.

Between the pain of cramps and for my jaw, I basically had to force my dad to buy a heating pad. This heating pad is nice and warm and soooo soft. And it has an auto turn off... so I can even bring it to bed with me and not worry about it burning up the house.

I have to work tomorrow... if the swelling isn't down by tomorrow morning, I'm gonna have to do some quick calling and find a replacement. I don't want to do anything to cause myself more pain. I hate pain. Pain sucks. If I could cause pain pain, I would. Blah.

I went on an awesome trip with Josh and Max and my brother on Monday. Rachel was suppsoed to go, but then she made up some crap excuse to get out of it. She said that her parents didn't want her going if my brother was gonna go, because they don't know him. Well, I talked to my brother about it, and he offered to not go if she wanted to go, so I called her back and told her, and then she just says straight out that she didn't want to go. She could've told me that in the first place! Would've made me feel better! I'm kind of angry at her right now because of that. It's like, ok... I've been talking to her for a couple of months, she's kind of my best friend at the moment... and she can't trust me enough to just tell me that she doesn't want to go on a road trip with me on that day? I hate when people aren't honest sometimes.

Hmm... heres something I don't get. Like, I know I'm not the most honest person in the world. Or... I kind of am. I tell straight out lies to friends and people and stuff. I'll lie to my parents when I want to get out of cleaning something up... but you know. But people are always commenting on how honest I am and how much I appreciate honesty. I had a teacher say that to me last week (I was helping her get a powerpoint ready for one of her classes, because she's kind of computer illiterate)... she said that she knows how much I appreciate honesty and everything and how honest I am. I just didn't get it... for some reason, I have just never see how that whole thing of honesty fits in with my life.

I think I'm gonna go rent a few movies, and find some that's soft to eat that doesn't have tons and tons of sodium in it. ugh... the though of salt is grossing me out right now! I wish I could eat regular foods right now, but it hurts. Hrrrmmm... heating pad. Need heating pad!!!