I couldn't listen to a single word they were saying. Nothing made sense, everything was a jumbled mess of loud noises and applause and getting up then sitting down and moving along the night as quickly as possible. I tried to pay attention, honestly, I did. But all I could think about was going home and taking 2 Ibuprofen pills to soothe the pain in my gums and jaw.
When they told me I was getting braces, I understood that it was going to be painful. I did not, however, anticipate the bothersome feeling that is so similar to that of someone ripping your jaw apart. This is the lovely world of spacers. They're these little blue rubber bands that go in between molars before the braces can properly go in. They're also the devil in disguise. These little shiznitz are so painful and uncomfortable that a perfectly crisp autumn night became a dreadful experience.
The Pinning Ceremony was great; I can tell you that much because I was tuned in before the effects of the Tylenol started fading into grueling discomfort. The second year students are really nice and it's true what they say about "let me know if you need anything" because they are always around to help with anything and everything you need. It's like a little family, you see. We are our own little village and we help each other out when we need the moral support the most. The only thing they can't help me in is getting rid of this pain in my teeth. The roots are practically screaming at me to let them go and travel back to where they belong.
There's a section of the Constitution of the United States that prohibits "cruel and unusual punishment." I wish the government knew how painful orthodoncy is. Then, maybe, they would be able to ban such torture.
Alright, so I'm hyperbolizing the entire thing, but it is pretty uncomfortable. I have to take 2 Ibuprofens when I wake up and 2 before I go to bed to ensure that the pain won't be too terrible. It hurts, but it's not something unbearable, so I'll live. Many of my HC friends have has braces, and some still do, or just got them. It's good to know someone's going through the same thing as I at the same moment. You know what they say, Misery loves Company. But I've always wondered, does Company love Misery? Is it some type of unrequited love or something going on? Or are Misery and Company having an affair that Happiness doesn't know about? Oooh, then does that mean Ignorance is factored into the equation? Two's a party, but three's a crowd, so someone has to get out of that social gathering.
