footsteps

You might have been wondering what was the title of the last post was all about.

Yep.

I lost a tooth.

I know.

I’m sixteen.

And yes, I lost a tooth.

And now, I’m broken.

I can’t believe it. I have actually cried over losing a tooth! Well, you might wonder, how bad can that be? I’ve lost something I had ON ME, for SIXteen Loooong years tho. But you know, it can be pretty awful to know that there isn’t any teeth coming out to fill that space.

awwwww…. *bite lower lip*

‘Cause you see, I have this big teeth problem. There are still a couple of milk teeth that has yet fallen off. Funny why only the last dentist among all other dentists i have seen in my life has discovered that it’s rather VERY late for a girl at MY AGE to still have, not one, but a couple of milk teeth in my mouth. So, as far as teeth beauty is concerned, i might not have permanent teeth in beneath my gums to replace the milk teeth. Only an x-ray tells it all.

But in this case, I had [since when i duno] four canine [虎牙], unlike the normal 2 in every other peoples’ mouth. What happened was that my 2 permanent canine erupted before my baby canine drops. So, the 2 permanent canines erupted closely beside my baby canines.

Get the picture now? And so now, my upper right canine has fallen off, finally, leaving a hole. End of story? Not yet. I still have my upper left canine, strongly intact to my gums. And it’s pretty obvious that it’s a baby canine by the look of it, the size i mean. Now that, better don;t ever fall offf!!!! Well, i know it’s impossible though…hhuuuhmm… Now i feel sad again…

No, it sounds disgusting to have a tooth transplant, even worse to wear braces! eww…scary lar..

Heiyor…well, and you would see less of my teeth-exposing-smiles from now on. humph. *blink*

How was my day? Today was..well, not so good but not too bad. Uh, what am I talking about? Anyway, went to look for Pn. Loo, ‘first thing in the morning’, as commanded by the woman. Bumped myself to the staff room door, and the next thing i know, I found myself stupidly frozen right at the door. Ah, great, Mr. principal was in the middle of his morning briefings to the teachers.
And pretty Agnes can’t just stop laughing like I’m not embarrassed enough with ALL the teachers staring widely at me as I stuck my tongue out and step backward to let way to the door to be closed.

I mean, where are the prefects?!!! They are supposed to stand at the door to safe students from humiliation like one of those i had this morning. Hmph..

Anyway, I can’t help feeling better when soon enough, Joseph came by, and before we could say anything, “POOP” and…” WHERE ARE THE PREFECTS?!” ..XD hehex sorry Jo..

So… after that, Agnes and I strolled to 3A1 to pay Cindy a visit. And there goes Agnes of her “aww…..how I miss the class….how I miss form 3 life!!” Yep, you bet. Come to think about it, form 3 life was so carefree that you just can actually afford to sit in class so idly that you snooze off while the teacher is teaching. Ah..that’s life then. But, no. Not life NOW. Even if you get SOu bored during lessons, there are still SOME undone business SOMEHOW that will not stop boggling your mind. Snoozing off? Nope, not so luxurious.

After sitting in class for like 2 whole no-pnloo-periods, i finally decided that she might miss me in the staff room dying to see me. So, off I go and BUMP.. MR. Tau.

*a loong wide-eyed stare……I looked at him, he looked at me.
Mr. Tau : shuyi, you have not be in class for 2 whole weeks.
Shuyi : …uhhhh….*blank stare*
Mr. Tau : Everytime I go to your class for history lesson, you’re ALWAYS not in class.
shuyi : ….uhhhhhhh……*hands start to get cold*..my….majala…..
Mr. Tau : I don’t want you out of class anymore.
shuyi : …..uhhh…but..
Mr. Tau : Tell pn.Loo I want u in class for every history lesson.
shuyi : ..thhha.
Mr. Tau : ..and you sejarah is not that good also, you know.
shuyi : …..

Great, my sejarah is not that good. i know, I KNOW…!!
……and i submissively trailed his footsteps with my head as low as ever…

After recess, moral. Note: I only brought ONE textbk and that is moral. Nice of me right, Mr. Chiang?
BUt no, you just had to make me feel bad. He gave us a surprise test. aaannd, yea….I left them blank. While mr chiang, who knows very well that he caught me this time, cannot help but kept saying, 没办法咯。。就是这样咯。。你最近想majalah想太多了啦。。moral也丢掉了。。没办法咯。。

Well, thank YOU VERY MUCH.

I have thought about it. I have made up my mind. There are things in life we cannot but let go. You can’t cage a butterfly. Can you?