Seriously?

Ok, so clearly I'm lame-core to the extreme. Why? Firstly: I used the word "lame-core" in a sentence, and secondly: I always start something and never keep going with it. I thought this blog thing would be a swell idea, until I forgot it existed. Well, I'm back-in-business (yeah i'm cool shit) for the time being. Hopefully, I will be writing for others as well as for myself as time progresses!
So what's fun I can write about? My wisdom teeth were fun. Yes. Apparently for a girl my size I had rather large wisdom teeth and they seemed to be rather fond of me. They didnt' want to come out. A procedure that takes normally takes about an hour took almost 2 for me. I was awake the whole time....but all crazy on that nitrous oxide or whatever they give you. Everything was funny. A fuzzy floated by and it was funny, the light was funny, I almost started belly laughing a few times...but saved myself. It started off ok, then I heard a great cracking sound. Turns out he had to break my teeth to get them out. Worst sound EVER. Then, while pulling one of the top ones out, the freezing wore off. Now, I can remember everything that happened...but I'm having a hard time with remembering what exactly I was doing. I'm pretty sure when this happened I began to produce a sound with my throat not many had heard before, and I think a few tears escaped. By the time it was all done, I was a sore, swollen, drugged girl. I could hardly walk. Although it was rough, all is well. It had to be done and that's all there is to it. I'm sure there are others who have had to go through much worse. I'm just happy we only get one set of wisdom teeth.