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had my two bottom wisdom teeth pulled. sitting in the recovery chair was the weirdest thing ever. i was shaking and hyperventilating and when Tom came in to sit with me and started crying ALOT. he was giggling, kissing my hand and forehead, and saying i was cute and everything was going to be alright. I couldn't really talk so i had tom give me paper and pen to write stuff down (i hope it will be interesting to look at later). I was more or less hallucinating and kept seeing double, and the doubles kept moving. to all those who have felt awesome after waking up from wisdom teeth surgery, FUCK YOU. when we got home, tom made me a smoothie and crushed up my fake vicodin in it. i was still feeling all emotional and i got a sudden urge to cry, but i didn't want to mainly cuz i was afraid of hurting myself. eventually that pent up feeling in my chest got to be to much and i started to cry. tom ran over to me and said "whats wrong baby, don't cry!" i told him i was fine i just really needed to cry for some reason so he let me and i wept and moaned like a puppy or something for a minute or two, and then i was fine.
as i drifted off to sleep, my dreams consisted of me being on the computer. like just clicking and dragging things....

im supposed to have an interview at Michaels tomorrow in the morning. but thats gonna get rescheduled. i really hope it doesn't ruin my chances of getting a job there.
i missed my cake decorating class last night (at Michael's) so i decorated cupcakes on my own last night to practice the things i was supposed to learn. my mom is gonna put them out for her bookclub tonight.

i got tom hooked on minecraft im happy he likes it so much, and i think it will be good for him to try reading wiki's for it and engage his brain in complex construction and stuff.