Well, just a simple note, I plucked my teeth 2 days ago. The fucking aches left me, and I'm very happy. But not all the while, cause someone was laughing at me! He doesn't even ask if I'm still havin the pain or not, he doesn't even ask how the progress was, he even call me right after I plucked my teeth and still dying in the ache, forced me to talk to him! Palia.

Maybe my first time was too perfect! I've my teeth plucked off during last August/September if I'm not mistaken. The dentist was way too prof, so I can't feel a sign of pain at all throughout the whole progress. I can still smiled happily once I stepped out from the clinic and talked to my boyfriend. But the second time was suck totally. I went to the clinic nearby my house, which was quite not prof all the while, but since I'm dying in the ache and need to rush to the nearest one, so I got no idea but to go there again. And fuck the dentist, he was so damn un-prof, he pull my teeth with his very best without concern on how pain I would feels. I went out from the room with very very very unhappy face, and my sister said, she could feel the pain through my expression. wtf. Gave me so little of the amount of the pills, and asked me left just like this, without sewing on the wound!!! sigh.

So, as a conclusion, the whole family decided not to visit the clinic anymore!!