The sky-tearing pain.
Fiery inside of my right cheek.
All these trod in along with the growth of my wisdom tooth.
Nobody ever told me that wisdom brings pain with itself.
Does the wisdom tooth really bring wisdom along with it ?
Who knows, I might achieve spiritual enlightenment in a few days :p
I can totally picture myself on top of a mountain, all alone.
The nature as my companion.
Oh and another thought, I can't find the painkillers.
Tooth aches are the worst, they're not only the reminder of my battered teeth but they also mean that I'll have to go to a dentist.
For those who don't know, Dentist's chair is my worst nightmare.
Specially that instrument which seems like a miniature drill machine, drilling a hole in my precious teeth.
I guess I better go and find my painkillers as I do not see any tablets walking towards me in sympathy of my distress (So now I'm picturing walking tablets ? So much for the 'wisdom' tooth)