Category: General Life

Finally Smooth Teeth!

HondaiMood: Valued
Listening to: Reol
Playing: NieR: Automata
Craving: Looking for Chai
Watching: Good Mythical Morning

I’m pretty sure everyone who’s had braces before in their life knows the joy of gliding your tongue along the front teeth and feel the smoothness. Well, when I got my braces off, it was smooth….kinda? You see, several months after removing my braces, I start to notice that my front teeth aren’t smooth. I still have something stuck on my tooth from the brace-face days. I figured out later that they were most likely residue from whatever was used to bond the braces to my teeth.

So the first thing I did was contacted my orthodontist about it but they refered me to my dentist. So I decided to go back to my dentist and told them about it, and all they did was clean my teeth and sent me home. I’ve told several dentists about the issue with my front teeth many times and nothing changes. It’s gotten to the point where I gave up on fixing it and convinced myself that it wasn’t a big deal since it’s not visible anyways.

Then a miracle happened. I had my first dentist appointment of the year yesterday. I was hesitant about going at first because it was May Day and I didn’t want to deal with the chaos that was going on downtown, but I went anyways. I arrived 15 minutes early, checked in and was called in to the back soon after. I saw on the chair and let the assistant do the usual cleaning. Then comes in my dentist, “Good job on brushing and flossing! No cavities, no problems” he said to me. “Do you have any questions or concerns about your teeth?” he added. I wanted to tell him “not really” and make my way home but then I was feeling extra today. So I told him straight up “actually… yeah I do, it’s been over 5 years since I got my braces off but I think I still have some cement or glue or something stuck on my front teeth from the braces“. He listened and went ahead and spent the extra 10 minutes removing it for me.

It sure feels nice being heard. Now I can finally enjoy having smooth front teeth. It wasn’t a big deal, really, but it made me really happy.

I miss things

HondaiMood: confused
Listening to: 明けない夜、醒めない夢 (feat. nicamoq) – Yunomi
Playing: Animal Crossing: New Leaf
Craving: KBBQ
Watching: Game of Thrones S1, Ep 5

Maybe the March rain has gotten to me… but I’ve been missing things. Things that were me. Things that have defined me. It’s strange to think about how much I have changed in the course of 5 years. Many of my friends say I’m still the same, but when I look at my past self I see a completely different person. I remember how I used to think, how I used to see people and that’s not how I am now. Was this the reason people used to call me “so innocent”? I sure envy my past self. But let’s be real here, we’re all bound to meet with something like this one day, right?

At least writing on Hoshiru and my alone time during my commute to work and back has given me some time to reflect upon myself. It makes me happy to know that one that that hasn’t change is my love for writing about my feelings on Hoshiru. It’s a very important place for me to watch myself change and grow. Also, a place to go to if I ever forgotten what it was like to be 18, 20, 23 or 25. It’s almost Hoshiru’s 10 year anniversary, can you believe that?

Anyways, I don’t knowwhere I’m going for with this post… I just feel the need to update something before it gets too deep into March. I’ve been obsessed with 3DS games and browsing steam. That’s all you need to know.


The Seattle Snow

HondaiMood: COLD
Listening to: NekuvsNoise
Playing: Animal Crossing: New Leaf
Craving: Hotpot
Watching: Game of Thrones S1, Ep 4

I haven’t seen it snowing this often in the Greater Seattle area in years! I think the last time I saw it snowing this much was when I still went to the UW. Most likely some time in the early 2010’s. When I woke up this morning and check the weather report, I saw that it’ll be snowrain for my morning commute. I got ready for work, grab my hooded coat, my umbrella and walked out the door. As I open the door I saw whiteness gracefully falling from the sky and slowly sticking on the the ground. I thought to myself, “This is definitely not snowrain” as I walked to the bus stop. the snow wasn’t so bad on my way to the bus stop, but while I was waiting at the stop with my umbrella in my hand, the snow piled up more and more- quickest I’ve seen ever in my life. Within less than 20 minutes, the streets were covered in inch of snow.

As the snow kept piling over my umbrella, I kept debating whether I should stay or go. So I made a gamble, if the bus doesn’t come in the next 30 minutes, I’ll stay home. But the bus came, so on my way to work I go. The ride to work wasn’t that bad. Only unusual thing was getting stuck at the bottom of a hill in Juanita but our bus driver was competent enough to get us through it quickly. I got to work safely with only about 15 minute delay.

My way home on the other hand was much chaotic than expected. Not only that there’s the surprise snow situation going, some gas truck flipped over on some part of I-5 which caused blockage on both sides. I left work at 4:30 and met with nothing but full express buses. I thought I was being smart by walking to University Street Station but that place was jammed pack as well. I ended up walking all the way to International District and took the bus around 640 and ended home late 7 o’clock. Funniest part of this all is that I ran into my brother on the same bus home. We didn’t notice each other til we got closer to home and everyone left the bus. We both left work the same time and got home the same time.

University Street Station at 6:00 PM

Seattle is a funny city. We always expect the unexpected yet we’re not prepared for it.

I’m not okay

Who was Wilda?

She was that one girl who seemed happy all the time.
Quite innocent.
Not as innocent as you would think.
But definitely as happy as she seemed.
Her worries were simple.
Her mind was beautiful.
Her intentions were pure.
But I didn’t want to be her,
So I lynched her.

I’m not nice.
I’m not happy.
I’m filled with hatred and jealousy.
My thoughts are so noisy at night I can’t sleep.
I sometimes whisper to myself “help”,
Hoping someone save me from this chaotic insomnia.
But no one can do that but maybe… Wilda.