First of all, I'd like to wish a belated Happy Birthday to all of the June 28th K-pop babies. Because holy Shisus, there are tons of them.

So I went to the dentist yesterday to get two of my teeth extracted. One temporary tooth that had been in my mouth for years, and one rather new eye tooth (and when I meant "new", I meant probably five years). Of course it's not because I ate too much candy, I'm going to get my braces done most probably before my birthday and my doctor said I need to clear out the unnecessary teeth in my mouth so that the other remaining ones get space.
I even have to schedule a surgery during the coming holidays for another eye tooth that is still in my gums. It hadn't any space to grow and the dentist said he's going to drill into my gums and get it out. Sounds disgusting, eh? What's worse is that he said I probably won't be even able to talk. "It's going to be a really bad pain for days."

So I went there yesterday, and first we had a discussion on my surgery dates and how the dentist's going to deal with my teeth, then he injected anesthetic (did I use the word correctly?) into my gums. Both teeth were on the same side, so only half of my mouth went numb, along with only one nostril. When I touched my skin it felt somewhat like an inflated balloon of some sort. I had the most fun when I discovered that only my right nostril expanded and contracted when... I don't know how you explain it. Okay, let's just say "play" with it by contracting and expanding your nostrils.

Then doc came back with the tooth-extractor-or-whatever-you-call-it thingy and drilled it into one of my tooth (thus I heard a crack) and pulled it out again, and one more time. And he said I was done.

Okay, perhaps some of you will think that I'm stupid to be shocked at the absence of pain, it's my first time removing my teeth in a dental clinic, okay. The rest of my past teeth were plucked out by hand, myself.

And now that two of my teeth are gone, the left side of my teeth feels empty as hell. And the holes they left looked simply horrific. Yes, HORRIFIC. For one second I felt hole-ly. Like George.

Then I went to a music shop to get my Sungha tickets changed. As you guys know that freaking E Mu:sic company got away with all our money and we had to exchange ours. (Please check Sungha's fanpage to know more)
AND I GOT TWO EXTRA SUNGHA ALBUMS THERE. WOOTS.
Couldn't believe Mom actually let me buy them. Say, I should have bought all previous four. Oh, well, I only wanted "Paint It", but the shopkeeper said "Duets" had decent songs too, so I got it too.
So overall, I have four albums so far. One "Duets", one "Paint It Acoustic", and two "Monologue"s since I got two VIP tickets. Now the shopkeeper's trying to help me get Sungha's signature for the two old albums. Aww, thanks Daphne. Hope you succeed, but it doesn't really matter. I've already got his signature  on my "Monologue" album.

*Side story* While I was still in the shop, some Taiwanese family entered for the tickets too. And Goddamn Lord Shisus the son looks exactly like Sungha with glasses. I meant it.

And yes. Finally, after 5063 days of being alive, I've finally started reading Harry Potter. 5069 days for watching the movies.
I decided to watch a movie every time I complete a book, and since I finished the first two, I watched the first two yesterday, too. Too many 'two's and 'too's, I know. I just hate sentence construction, you see.
And I guess I'm addicted.

Speaking of Harry Potter, I should say I'm rather ashamed at my impatience. You see, I'm in love with the Weasley twins and I searched everywhere for their precious cuts in the movies, and I spoiled myself when I read in the Youtube comments of one particular video that went "Why did J. K. Rowling kill Fred in the story".
Seriously, I'm not even on the third book and I already know that one of them is murdered in the last. Oh, well, serves me right, I guess.

Many things really happened yesterday, I should say. Odd things. But yeah. Hooray for Harry Potter.
Oh, and not to mention my Potter mate celebrated her birthday yesterday, too. Lord Voldermort, June 28th really is the most eventful day of the year.