Wisdom-induced Pain

Wisdom-induced Pain



Hummin': When God Ran by Craig, Philips & Dean

I woke up last Monday on the wrong side of the bed. My left cheek was hurting and my jaw clicked everytime I opened and closed my mouth. I thought I might've slept in a wrong position the previous night.

I shrugged it off as "stiff-jaw," if there is such a thing.

The next day I was a little bit worried because the pain wasn't going away. In fact, it was hurting even more and spreading up to my lower jawline and the inner part of my left ear. I ate a tablet of Ponstan to suppress the pain.

Wednesday came and I woke up only to find that I couldn't open my mouth properly without excruciating pain shooting from my nerves. I had a hard time eating (uuyy, diet) because I couldn't quite place the spoon inside my mouth. Brushing was another torture altogether.

Imagine my frustration.

But the climax of that day was when I forgot about my predicament and yawned widely in one of my classes. OH GOD, the pain... I almost made a scene by suddenly crying.

At first, I thought I might have a nerve problem--or something serious. (Yes, I am paranoid.) I consulted everyone, pointing to where the pain was rooting from. Then, my friend, Sheryl, suggested that the pain might be coming from the "birth" of my Wisdom Tooth. She had apparently suffered from the same symptoms.

I heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that everything's going to be okay.

And then, she added, "Mine had to be pulled out. Dental surgery."

(Remember my aversion to needles?) I wanted to faint right then and there.

Why oh why is WISDOM so hard to come by?

And in the rare times that it does come knocking at our doors, why do we usually have to undergo a lot of pain in order to obtain it?


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New poem -- The World Never Sleeps.

Laughter = Tears?

Laughter = Tears?



Hummin': Lunes by Sponge Cola

I've noticed that when you're in your happiest, you cry. And on the contrary, you laugh when you're in your saddest state.

When a contestant wins in a beauty pageant, a valedictorian graduates on top of her class, a woman finally receives a proposal of marriage, why is it that each of them cries? Isn't it strange that when we experience an insurmountable surge of joy, we cry?

And yet, don't you find it strange that when we feel anguish, embarassment or disappointment, sometimes, we try to laugh it away? We tell a joke or make a joke out of the situation, even though our hearts are breaking as we do so?

Baliktad (opposites), diba?

Is it a way of coping with the unexpected arrival of emotions, or does it come naturally that when we reach the extremes, being mere humans, we just go ballistic?

I don't know the answer to all these questions. I'm equally begoggled myself.

It's just that I laughed on the day I got slapped and called, "worthless."

I laughed until tears ran out of my eyes.