there's a chip in my tooth.

Help me come up with the word, because I can't think of how to put it.

I think I've got a ___________ personality. Like I'm a person who never learns. Like... in a way, I do, but I still refuse to change my ways even when I realize there is a problem. I just had this striking epiphany...long story. And since my blog is for long rants and stories, why not?

So today, I was sitting in Starbucks, with my books open. (Yeah, doing homework in Starbucks, legit too!) And I just finished my ginger molasses cookie (Slightly warmed up, of course) and I had my Caramel Apple Spice in my hand. (Really, you need all the context for this.) So, I'm reading some Beowulf for Lit and I don't know, for some reason I was running my tongue along my teeth in my mouth, and for one of my bottom molars (are those called molars? haha) on the left side of my mouth, I feel this really sharp edge. I'm like...yoo, what is that! but really, after more intense investigation, I realized I chipped the corner of my tooth somehow. How ridiculous it that. I mean, I didn't do anything crazy, or eat any hard candy or anything. Promise! So, believe me, I was just as confused as you are right now. I really, really don't know how it got there. So, on my to do list, is to book a dentist appointment. "Ayyysap" (in reference to the picture on lamebook haha)

So anyways, back to my original point, I seriously don't learn. The tip of my tongue now has a little boo-boo on it from the way I repeatedly run my tongue over my sharp-edged tooth. (Okay, really, it's not THAT bad. But, it's not pleasant either.) Actually, I think the side of my tongue is suffering a little too, or I'm just imagining it.

Anyways, yeah. I seriously can't just leave it. I know it's there, and I know it's going to scratch me a TEENY bit each time I do it, yet I keep running my tongue over it. It's becoming a habit. I don't know why I'm like this. It's like I am compulsive, y'know? Did I even use that right?

THEN, I got to thinking, I think I'm like that when it comes to a lot of things.

There are certain things in my life that I just don't EVER let go of. Sometimes, even though I know the answer to something, or even if I've already learned my lesson, I don't really do anything to change/ fix things, or move on. I MEAN OKAY, there are obviously some things that this doesn't apply to, but there are certainly things it does apply to. But for cereal, it's like I am a person who keeps digging myself a bigger hole, getting deeper into it, and making it harder to get out.

Like with my tooth, it's like I enjoy the pain or something. That can't be it, because really, who enjoys pain?

Hmm, I envisioned this entry different, and deeper, and...different. Yet, here it is.

Alright, The Battle of Grendel awaits.

Toodles.