Wisdom Teeth aren't very wise.

I finished one of my summer classes and I am technically half way through my second one thought I have only written one of three assignments and don't maybe 1/5 of the reading.

None of that matters because I have survived the worst this summer could toss at me. I survived my first summer class, and I think I'll be getting a respectable grade in it since I got an A on both parts of the presentation, a B on the mid term and even though I got a C on the research paper I studied my ass off for the final so maybe, just maybe I'll do well enough o get a B or B+ on that. And when I say study, I mean study. Two friends and I rented a dorm room and stayed on campus the night before so we could study non stop. We reviewed from 1:30 pm until about 11:00 pm when our brains finally shut down and we were forced to go to bed, even though I didn't sleep because the room was either too hot or too cold, there was a street light flashing in my eye and the mattress was hard as a rock. Needless to say I got the whole dorm experience out of my system and I needed one massive cup of coffee in the morning just to make it to breakfast.

What? You think that wasn't so bad? I'm not done. I finally got paid. Yeah big deal It was important to me.

More importantly though, my registration date for the 07/08 year came. I was petrified. The two classes I wanted to take this year are the third year archaeology classes and they fill up in about 17 seconds. I set up my entire year around those classes. I even picked my final Gen. Ed. requirements around those classes. I was paranoid. I was at my computer at 1:29 refreshing until it would let me register.

I got in to both.

In fact, I got in to all my classes. Down the exact tutorial. I was a little wigged cause that has never happened before. Every year I've need some kind of over haul. AND as if that weren't enough I managed to pay my tuition deposit without hassle! I'm kind of waiting for the other shoe to drop. Until it happens though I'm going to enjoy how well my academic life is going.

Sadly life is not all school though. I had my wisdom teeth removed on Tuesday. All four. At Once. It hurt quite a bit. want to hear the ironic thing? It was only the bottom teeth that were bothering me. They were growing in at like a 45 degree angle towards the front of my mouth and causing pressure and one had partially erupted though the gum line so it was sore. The tops ones weren't causing me on iota of pain even though they were slightly vertically impacted. The bottom ones that have been the baine of mt life for months slid out like butter according to the oral surgeon. They each had a single partially formed root and were fully erupted from the jaw making them a snap to remove. Each one took about 5 minutes.

The top ones had not one, not two but three fully formed roots. Three. Fully Formed. And both were firmly embedded in my jaw bone. They needed to be drilled out. The teeth at caused my no pain on Monday had now caused my so much on pain on Wednesday that I was convinced the doctor had broken my jaw. I still can't chew.

I never thought it would happen But I'm actually sick of pudding, Milkshakes and Mashed potatoes. Today I was so desperate for protein (cause I haven't had a real meal since Monday at lunch time when I had a ham sandwich) that I chopped some chicken up in to teeny tiny piece and mixed it in with my mashed potatoes. yeah, that wasn't nasty at all.

Still, if that's the worst part of my summer, I don't think I'm going to complain much anymore. Its giving my plenty of time to knit, my mom and sister and totally spoiling me, I have some lovely heavy duty pain killers (since I'm allergic to Tylenol and this T3's aren't an option he he he), Laura came over and brought my Tinkerbell stickers! and I now have an excuse to sleep 12 hours a night without getting an grief! I defiantly wouldn't do the wisdom teeth again, but the perks helps make up for the pain.