first thing i ate were nuts. not supposed to eat the, except during the 2 years, i still ate a few...
it was quite painful getting them off. well, the glue part was. ahhh, was it worth it? losing four teeth and get so much pain? idk.
my teeth look different (well of course!) but as in, the shape of my teeth look bigger than i remembered them to be. now i have to learn to smile again...if that makes sense...
they do feel different. but i'm kind of dreading wearing retainers...
and i'm so glad the m60 guy asked me where i was going, because he saw me running franctically from the hornsby to parra stand. that bus was going to hornsby, luckily i didn't go on it...it's sometimes quite frustrating going on a bus when you know you can drive...
it was my cousin's graduation today. 85% of why relatives came was for her graduation. everyone was super nice, like one uncle bought her a burberry handbag, another a LV handbag, another a real expensive watch and other stuff + flowers. it's cause her mum passed away when she was like 5, and when her younge brother was a few months, so even though everyone hates her dad's attitudes/thinking, they still love children, and came allll the way from hk to take pics with her. and my uncle got an extra two tics by asking (:
thank you dear friends for helping me with my maths! i felt like crying today because i couldn't do 2U motion. idk, i felt really bad in maths. even looking at people's working is really helpful (: i kind of hate it when my maths teaching does her marking during class, it's like us doing english in maths, and then she goes off on a tangent about sharing files, and then there's like 3 mins to ask her questions. i'm so glad i can ask smart people, who sometimes, can explain faster than the teacher.
and Happy Apple is so compassionate (:
my cousin says such innocent things in canto which cannot be translated into english, i think she's quite smart, she can communicate with me in english (and when i was in primary, i thought
ooft, falling behind in assessment work...
yay for 12 other people in the house being kind enough to not talk and let me get some work done (:
face exploding more, that pork crackling, but twas nice...
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