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Saturday, February 21, 2009 @ 1:15 PM
Today I got a real hard hit from the hockey stick on my tooth.
It is just my lucky day.

Apart from all the bleeding,
I am not spared from the agonizing pain and torture.
The dentist doesnt look pleased with my share of dead nerves inside my tooth,
and so are my parents.
I have to undergo a series of treatment which will bring the hell out of me.
And there, I have a front tooth which will look permenently different from the rest.

Borned with no amount of fair beauty, this is just what I need to make me look worst.

I want to/need to feel better, physically and mentally.

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SIEWYI☺
14 May'91
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