Spinning: Clazziquai - After Love (Horan)
I took half a day off for tomorrow, or rather, today (seeing how it's past 12 am already) for my monthly visit to the orthodontist. If all goes well, it's going to be my 2nd last visit.
Which means... that I'm going to have those ugly metal brackets taken off by end June! YESSSSS.
Those who have worn braces before will share/know my pain. It's not exactly physical pain, though I know that in the beginning it was hell. My gums and teeth sort of numbed itself to the pain after a while though. So, it's not that.
Rather, it's the pain of looking at an Oreo biscuit, being tempted by it and not being able to eat it because it'd make you look like you had teeth decay all over the place. Or, not being able to bite into a whole apple because you knew that it'd rip off the wire if you weren't careful. For some it'd be trying to smile without exposing the braces, because, oh, you know, those brackets double up as great reflectors when a picture is snapped with the flash switched on. I didn't bother trying to do the last one though, because I got tired. My smile was frozen and felt like it was plastered on my face rather than being a genuine upturned smile. Where's the joy in that?
SO, if all goes well and assuming my orthodontist isn't a serial liar, I hope to be flashing my pearlies, unobstructed by any metal thingum, to everyone soon! Which will be what - the first time in 3.5 years!
Hm. Strangely, I think I will miss them quite a bit. Though I don't really want to be wearing them for the rest of my life. It's a love-hate relationship, you see.
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