The joys and pains of the wisdom teeth process!

So yesterday I got all four of my wisdom teeth taken out! It was an intresting process. I got to the place and was kinda nervous. Then we got started snd they hsd to do my iv twice. The 1st time in my hand and the 2nd time in my arm crack. But befor they put the 2nd one in the gave me laughing gas. Now this changed my judgement and made me feel like I wasn't getting stabbed with a giant neddel. Then I felt this cold rush in my arm and the room went black! I awoke to the room spining and had to laugh...the doctor yelled at me and said I had to keep my mouth shut and keep the pressure on it. So I get escorted to the car and I'm sitting there with my mom on the way home and can't decide wether or not to cry. I am upset about how cold the ice pack is and am not impressed that it is so cold.
So we finally get home after what has felt like forever and my mom is like you need to wait for your sister to help you get out of the car and I'm like I can do it. So I stand up and feel dizy but can't let my mom know! So I suck it up and walk my self inside. This ends the happy drugged festivites. Now comes the pain of the ordeal :( this is not fun...but I am on some fun drugs called codine and rely strong ibeprofin. The codine makes my head spin and I feel rely dizy and tired but the ibuprofine makes me feel okey. All I can eat is ice cream, pudding, and popciles. I also tryed macroni and cheese but I could not chew it so just sowlloed it! I have done a lot of sleeping and iceing of my chipmunk cheeks and have decided all in all so far this sucks!

Sooooooo

To anyone who read my last post. My parents said no. They will not let me get my cartilage I have to wait untill I am 18. :(

Piercings.

So i want to get my cartilage pierced and I asked my mom,"if I pay for it will you sing the forum that says I can have my cartilage pierced?" he immediate answer was,"no". I was puzzled because usually the answer is ask your father. But this time it was a direct no. So i proceeded to ask why not but got no answer. Then I asked my dad through a text message would he sing the paper. He said why cant your mom. So im caught in a loop hole of the asking both parents the same question. This is helpful at times because they have different opinions. But my parents like to put up the united front. So no matter who I ask I get the same answer. My dad said he cannot answer this over text when he is at work so i must wait till he gets home (he will not be home until after 12 o'clockish) when i will be in bed. So I am stuck waiting until my parents have had an entire night to discus what the answer will be. Talk about bad timing on my part.

I do not see what the big deal is it is my body, and it is not permanent. I will be paying for it in all ways, I will feel the pain and  I will be literally paying for it. I will also be the one who has to deal with the consequences if it gets infected. I do not understand. when i ask to dye my hair of for anything else the answer is ask your father. So i do and we talk and I might get what i want. But this time their is no thought of event discussing the matter. It is a solid no.

So we shall see what becomes of this after i talk with my dad who I don't think personally has a problem with me doing this. Fingers crossed! 

Stupid People.

I hate how people wait untill the adults leave to confront you. The people who I have to relay the information back to just left and a certin someone who lives with me (I don't particulary care for her) just confronted me as soon as my parents walked out of my house. Is she to scared of what my parents will think of her picking a fight? Is her reputation in front of them that important? Stupid people. I mean rely you know I don't like you and will probally say something that you don't like and don't want to hear. So why ask? Why wait till they leave? Why? 

Okey Here I Go!

This Is It......My First Perspective!

Don't you love it when you are fighting with someone and they have the comeback it's not your house? Because it just makes me more mad at the person I am fighting with. I am sixteen and i am still legally my parents child. If i cannot call this my house i should not live here. Yes I do not pay any of the bills but i am SIXTEEN and should not have to, so therefore do not tell me that this is not my house.If it is not somebody house it is not yours. You are the one who my parents let move in here. You are not related to me by blood and you do not get to say this is not my home. A home is where you grow up with your family and have memory's. A home is where your heart is. So therefore this is my Home and the fact that you are protesting me on that matter is complete crap. Also it annoys me how people who are older than you act like they are more mature than you will ever be but start those fights. Um seriously who is more mature now?   

Take one!

My First Take At Blogging!

 So this is going to be where i post my perspective on what happens in my life. It will be all my opinions on what ever it is that has happened. So if you don't like what i have to say don't read it.