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If you don't know me or want to learn a little about me this might just do the trick!

You know what an introvert is? Right? Well if you aren't sure here is the definition (in my own words and what I think it is, based on myself)...
A shy person who prefers to spend time alone away from the crowd doing their own thing.

The online definition, in my opinion, wasn't right! My only concern isn't my own thoughts or feelings, it's actually the opposite! I don't care much about myself, I'm more the over caring about others type of person! So the definition is wrong for my part! It will teach me to always look up definitions online...


I'm an introvert! Alright, to be more precise I'm in between the introvert and extrovert... I'm mostly made up of introvert "genes".

Let's say that instead of going to parties or go drink at a local bar (I ain't 21 yet so I can't do that in the US), I will just stay cozy at home or with a person or two having fun outside or something. The idea of being around more than five people is considered a crowd to me and anxiety builds up quickly, I feel uncomfortable... But then again, I can totally make it work. I went to Las Vegas last summer for a convention with my "big sister" and I was alone with a bunch of strangers for the most part of the day and I felt completely fine! So I guess it depends on my mood as well... If I wake up on the wrong side of the bed, don't blame me just blame the bed...

Being an introvert has its perks, though, we will make fewer insults, make less social gaffes... Obviously, if you are with someone that doesn't know you, you will be judged and they won't try to understand you. That's far from being a perk, but they can't read your mind so just tell them that you don't feel comfortable around too many people. 

The first time I realized that I was more the introvert type of girl is when back in high school I decided to leave and do homeschooling. I would do better by myself than listening to people teach me and work with others. It was an eye-opening, and then I saw that there was plenty more situation that could have led me to realize it sooner. I would always or most the time, decline a party invite when I knew there was going to be lots of people. Or when I would lock myself in my room without the outside world, I was more on my computer (I still kind of do that at times, I miss being by myself and prefer to lock myself in). My experience of growing up wasn't at all like most kids, I had to grow up faster, mature quicker than most people my age. I didn't do crazy things, rebel on my parents, or anything a young teenager would do. In my opinion, I became introvert when I came in California, not speaking the language, feeling alone not understood by anyone. It made my teenage years quite different... I had family issues to deal with and I couldn't concentrate on friends. It's not like I was a loner, far from it, but I wasn't spending as much time as I should have. Now I regret it a little. Sometimes,  I want to do it all over again and mature up just like the others... But time traveling hasn't been a success to anyone yet, so I'm quite glad I mature up it makes me talk to older people more. That's pretty nice :)
The funny thing is I still have my extrovert side that shows up once in a while. I talk to people more, and I can meet new acquaintance easily. That side isn't really put in front, though, you may get lucky if I choose to talk to you. I tend to be careful on who I talk to in general.

Just because I can be unsocial doesn't mean I can't party and talk to people normally. It doesn't mean I never go outside, I actually try my best to get out (even though right now it's more the hiding from the sun part that keeps me inside, ha-ha), and it certainly not mean I can't live a normal life. It's not a disease or disorder! So stop judging! There's plenty of us on this planet, and even though not everyone understands us, we make the best out of it.

"Solitude matters, and for some people, it's the air they breathe." -Susan Cain

~Bella

The disappointment is real...

As you may know, relationships to me are quite important, to be honest, I prefer to be in a relationship than being alone. Don't get me wrong, I love being single, but if I could choose, being with someone else and giving all my love to that one person is amazing! 

But then you also know that somehow I get disappointed, played around with, and let's just stop there. All you have to know is that no matter how much I try my best, I get f***** over fast! Thank you, they are great life lessons... Sadly, I ain't a fan of them, next time just don't play around, I ain't the type! 
After thinking about it all for a bit, I remembered that eleven or twelves years ago, I had made a list of what I was looking for in a guy. 


The list was quite long, but here's pretty much what I wrote back when I was younger. 
- Blue or green eyes (that's kind of still the case, I prefer those colored eyes)
- Taller than me (that won't be an issue)
- Have some acknowledgement of football (soccer) or at played before
- Can't fear blood because I do
- European or have some European in the guy, an Italian is preferrable (ha-ha)
- He can't like country
- Love animals
- A hopeless romantic 
- Honest and loyal
- Overly affectionate, but not the suffocating type either 
- Funny but at the same time intelligent enough to hold a conversation
- Must love kids or planning on having some in the future
- Family type of guy 
- Movie addict
- Sweet and charming
- Have the cutest smile
- A guy that can give me butterflies each time he calls my name

You can figure out the rest, but honestly, I don't think it has changed much... Just kidding! I don't have anymore list, and don't look at your eye color or if you don't fear blood. I don't care much anymore. I ain't as demanding as I may have been in the past. Santa Cleopatra, what was I thinking?
Having a type of person we are interested in is normal, like some would prefer muscular while others thin guys... Nerdy vs. Goofy... Or even blond or black hair... We get attracted to the similar type of person in general, but making a list and expecting something will only make it worse for you! You won't be happy, you will only destroy yourself, thinking that you will NEVER find the right one! Just because you make a list doens't mean you'll find "the guy of your dreams" or "the girl of your dreams".  Love will finds its way to you just take the time!

The perfect other half doesn't exist, no one is exactly like you imagine! Everyone has flaws and we all have to deal with them, you are the first one to have some. I mean I've done the list younger, it might have saved me some time to do other things than waste on stupid boys, but should I follow it now? 
Sure, I could try and get a few things like the football part (that's a must for me), but the other things like movie addict? No! 
There's pros and cons, it's for you to decide! Just know that no matter what you will find your king and queen at some point. Maybe it will 

"I ever had a speech from my father 'this is what you must do or shouldn't do' but I just learned to be led by example. My father wasn't perfect." -Adam Sandler.

~Bella

Why not going for your birth country...?

Alright, alright... I'll answer this annoying question that people have been asking! 
But first: 

FOOTBALL IS SOCCER! DON'T ASK ME TO SAY SOCCER, PLEASE! IT'S FOOTBALL! 

It doesn't matter where I was born... France...
I cannot side with the French team. I'm sorry, it's impossible, I just cannot! I've never even sided for them in the FIFA or anything! It got worse, but I never was a fan of France (sport wise)!

When you've grew up around football, around the French team, around Zidane... I can't lie, he was a great player, but other than that the team got worse as years pass by. 
When you watch a game, all you see is the white people in the team being arrogant players who can't control their attitude. After all the good players like Zidane retired, the team has been lacking, making the world look at them as arrogant people. I'm French and embarrassed by the attitude. I can't stand it. 

So yes, they have been playing quite well in the Euro cup, but tomorrow they are playing against Ireland... I've been supporting Ireland since the beginning as well as England, Italy and Northern Ireland (they disqualified today against Welsh)... Sad day for me, but I'm surprised they did so well in the Euro cup, we usually don't hear much about them, but I'm still proud that I've been supporting them! Tomorrow at noon, I will be supporting Ireland while my mother's fiancé will be siding for France. Yeah, I won't be friendly... Sorry! Now, hopefully, the Ireland jersey comes in the mail today! 

Yesterday, I spent more than two hours looking for an Irish jersey. There's no football store good enough with a bunch of European jerseys. It doesn't exist, and someone needs to develop one because I'm getting tired of buying everything online! I want a football store that has European stuff!!!! I finally got a jersey my size, online, and for a good rate, even though it was difficult! 

Anyways, I won't be siding with France, never, and you have to stop asking the question! They aren't the team I expected, at some point, in the future, hopefully, they will get back to the original nice state where players were nice and less gossip was surrounding them! I'll keep the faith, but I won't be siding with them... I'm sorry! I'm too ashamed of them for the moment to even consider cheering them! I prefer siding with countries surrounding them, ok, I'm not saying I will side for the Germans, that's NEVER going to happen! 
Actually, to make the French team feel a little better, they have a really good player who plays in my team, Juventus, Paul Pogba! He is really good! But that's it, other than that  Patrice Evra who also plays in Juventus, but that's it! The others... Goodbye!  I'm sorry! 

The way they play and the team at the moment seems like it's quite balanced, and they have been playing well, I must see the good side. Yet, I can't stand them! They cannot win this Euro cup. They just can't! I won't allow it! 

Little side note: I had a good player that I liked, Yoann Gourcuff from Brittany... But he is ALWAYS injured like he doesn't even play anymore so whatever... France doesn't do well in many things at the moment and football is one of them! 

"Allez Les Bleus.." Sorry, I can't! 

~Bella

It "LITERALLY" flew away!

Wednesday 22nd of June...
My younger brother flew back to France and as usual, I was ... SAD! I always expect it to be difficult to say goodbye, but this time, it is two months of not seeing him so it will be hard! 

Each time, there's a list that I give him to buy and bring back! Most the time I never get anything back except maybe chocolate and him obviously. This time, I asked for a football(soccer) jersey, hopefully, I will get it!  Let's have faith for once! 

As the day went by I was thinking to myself that he might have taken a few things that belongs to me like coffee or my tea or even one of my shirts (yeah I steal his jackets and he steals a few things of mine sometimes just to bug me, he usually just lets it hang around his room until I figure out something is missing...) I was partially right! I am missing a scarf (not that I will need it as it is summer time now), my little square thingy to plug my phone charger (yeah I might have lost it, so I'll blame him cause he isn't around to defend himself for the crime that he might not have committed) and are you ready for the most unexpected object he took... Honestly, I never thought he would take it! NEVER!!! It never occurred to me that someone would take it, that is just unexpected! 

It's almost midnight when I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth as I was eating too much chocolate, my teeth needed to be cleaned up! No one wants to deal with bad teeth, no one! So I reached for the toothpaste and my toothbrush. The toothpaste was fine, even though I had to climb on the toilet to get to it... And then came the toothbrush. No, I didn't get it, I was high enough to reach it, as usual, sadly, I couldn't see it. I looked for 5 minutes, around the shelf, and the cabinet, nothing. I mean NOTHING, no sign of my beautiful blue toothbrush! I declared that the famous toothbrush that had been cleaning my teeth every day and night for the past two weeks had disappeared on me. I thought maybe the wisdom tooth had scared the living hell out of it, but no, my dear brother had taken the liberty to "borrow" my toothbrush. MY BEAUTIFUL BLUE TOOTHBRUSH! The name of this post justifies what happened to my dearest toothbrush, the one and only who took the time to clean my teeth for a sad short period of time! This is traumatic, it is heartbreaking to know that I had to move on and say goodbye to my blue toothbrush, the beautiful toothbrush! Instead of crying like a baby over a toothbrush and seeing the time (too late to buy another one), I decided to look around the entire house for a new toothbrush! It took me over 20 minutes to find one, and it wasn't even a good looking one. I'm stuck with a green looking toothbrush, like what the bloody hell is that! I hate green and my brother for stealing my blue toothbrush! I'm planning on holding it against him, so now I better receive my football jersey or else he has lost his wallet (if I even find it in his messy room, that might take two months to discover the wallet, especially not knowing what it looks like.) My toothbrush has been flying across the ocean and land for more than 10 hours, and hopefully, it survived the dangerous trip in the suitcase next to the deodorant! 

Anyways, I'm pretty sure I will be discovering a few things that 
are missing from my room or bathroom! If he took my camera or
something like that, he will go back to school with a black eye! He 
will be saying "Hello" to the icepack! I will be expecting my 
football jersey with patience now, especially after this horrible, 
terrifying experience with my lost toothbrush that flew to Europe!
I'll have to update you on the missing objects if I discover them! 

"The scariest thing about distance is you don't know whether they'll miss you or forget about you."     -The Notebook.  (I have faith that my blue toothbrush will be missing my wisdom tooth, I believe in it)

~Bella

Yes, the weather is amazing down here!

I'm what you call "FUN SIZE"! 

Yes, I'm rather short, 5 feet 2 inches... Indeed tiny! 

I've heard it all before from "How's the weather down there?" to "Oh, you're here? I didn't see you down there."
Just know that those ridiculous jokes aren't funny, well at least I don't laugh! It's not nice and we are tired of hearing it all... Don't think you are the only one out there that say those things. I think every short person can relate! 

Yesterday morning, while watching the second half of my soccer game, Northern Ireland vs. Germany, I decided to make myself some hot tea. Simple, you may think, but wrong! It was one hardest task! I couldn't reach the tea bag which was on the highest shelf of the kitchen. Yes, I put it there for other to not touch my Irish Breakfast Tea, but now I have to deal with climbing around to get it... I almost fell too, I blame the soccer game on my laptop, I heard the Irish going really loud all the sudden so I had to look and instead of being careful, I almost fell. I caught myself right on time! 

Here's some struggle short people have to deal once in their lives! At least I know I've experienced them all, multiple times!

• When you hug a girl, you are at the same level of her breast, and that's NOT fine! I'm not a guy so I can't enjoy my face being in between someone's boobs. I'm sorry, it's a struggle! 
• Climbing everywhere... Even in grocery stores to get the Nutella from the shelf. Thanks for putting it so high up. I appreciate it! 
• When you take photos with friends, there's always someone way taller so you have to be on your tiptoes, trying to get some high ground, and failing at it big time. It usually ends up being the tallest who come to our height. Thanks :) 
• Opening windows, the high ones! I gave up on it, I ain't going to buy a ladder just for it! 
• Your jeans are always too long. I personally fold all of my jeans without exception! 
• The "You're so cute, let me protect you." Do I really look like I need your bloody protection? 
• You have neck pain from always looking up. I love tall people, but when they are sitting down... It's amazing! 
• You can say goodbye to "Sexy", "hot", accept the fact that you are just "cute", "adorable" or "tiny".
• CARRY YOUR ID EVERYWHERE! I mean it, you are the size of a child, give up on looking much older.  
• Everyone assumes you can't walk or run fast enough. Like really? What a great way to be judgmental!
• You can already prepare yourself for the apology you will have to give your kids... I know I already have made a whole speech about it for my future kids if I ever get any.
• When you are at a party, you can totally hide in the shadows, no one will see you! Wel HELLO people but short people can also be noticed, and bumping into us and pretend you didn't see us is just another way to be rude. B**** I was there and you know it! 

I love the fact that I'm short, it has its perks, but when I have to deal with these issues, nonstop, I hate myself for being so short! People don't make it better either by joking around and teasing us without realizing how annoying and hurtful their comments may be. If I were you, I would just keep my mouth shut at times because it's not our fault if we are tiny. And don't think we can't beat your a** either. Don't pick on smaller than you! You might have heard it at school, didn't you?

"A person's a person, no matter how small." - Dr. Seuss

~Bella

What a goal...

I know, it's not Wednesday, but I declared that this post is important and you have to read why!

Football or soccer for people here in the U.S.A.

Being European watching or playing soccer is part of the culture, or at least it seems like it is. 

For one, I was born and raised around soccer. It's a sport that is very popular, and there's always a game playing on TV. You'll go to a bar, you'll see people coming in just to watch a game and have fun with friends. The audience can be extremely loud, and into the games, the atmosphere that surrounds soccer will become high and very pleasant, especially if people around you are on the same team which in my case is rare! 

After living in North America for a while now, I can tell you that soccer here and back in Europe is different! 

First, I saw that in the United States, major league soccer will rely on finding college stand-outs while in Europe, the clubs seek, sign and develop their own players at a young age. They will teach them how to play well, eat well, psychology... 

Second, football, as we call it in most of Europe, will be part of the culture being the number one sport and everyone is loyal to their team... Like me... I'm loyal! While in the U.S, it's not the number one sport that people would watch. It comes way after basketball, football, and baseball. 

Third, the time frame... European soccer leagues will be played at a different period of time than the Americans. It's slightly different and we have more leagues as we have more countries. 

Enough of the differences, and let's talk more about my team! 

For a long time now, I've been into the Italian leagues, Italian teams, and players. When the FIFA begins, I'm for the Italians and England (second favorite international team)! In Serie A Italy, I'm for JUVENTUS from Turin (Torino). Torino has two teams, Juventus, and Torino... I actually started loving Juventus after a soccer player, Claudio Marchisio. Ten years older than me, married, has two children, and I'm still in love with him. To top it all off, his jersey is number 8, my favorite number. Sadly, he injured himself and he is missing the European Championship 2016. My midfield player is missing, and I miss seeing him play.  I fell in love with the way he plays, and how he is as a person. I'm a fan... So I started loving Juventus, who happens to have an amazing French soccer player and beautiful people who play on the team... My "twin" from Turin actually hates me for loving Juventus as he is for Torino... So we don't get along when it comes to soccer. We fight over which one is best, usually I win, cause there's no doubt my Juventus are the best! Hehe

FIFA (Fédération Internationale de Football Association), founded in 1904 in Paris. The World Cup is every four years, at different locations, so last time it was in Brasil and the next one in 2018 it will be in Russia. I'm not as excited about the location, but it will be interesting to watch. Each international soccer team needs to qualify to get into the FIFA. Sadly, not everyone makes it, but my Italians somehow manage to get up there! The best final that I was able to watch and enjoy with an ice cream was in 2006, back in Germany, France against Italy... A game that no one will ever forget! A French soccer player, Zinedine Zidane got caught in a middle of a fight with an Italian player. After insulting Zidane's mother, he got hit in the stomach. The fight was famous, a song broke out after that, and French people hated Italians. It went really far, and to make it worse, Italy won the cup. Deep inside me, I was happy, but I knew that my Italian cheated and were vicious in that game, which is not as common for them... Zidane actually played for Juventus for a while, and they won so much that today, Juventus holds plenty of cups. They became the best team out there. 

This is the time where the Euro 2016 is on, and trust me I have been watching and being aware of everything (tried). Of course, I'll be for Italy, but I'm also for three other teams, two more than the other... England and Republic of Ireland being the two others I really love and the Northern Ireland which I quite like. Now if you don't watch it or ain't a fan you won't know who is playing and who is good or awfully sucky! I've had so many people ask me why I ain't for France or Portugal or even Germany... I can't be for France, not even on the FIFA, they are arrogant, and I can't stand that! Portugal, there's nothing to say about their players, I don't like them at all! And Germany... Long story short, between the last FIFA, and how they are vicious players and the history of the country, I can't tell you how much I dislike the team! If they lose and disqualified, I'll be the happiest person in California! Anyways, Wednesday, Ireland is playing against Italy. Despite the fact that my favorite player isn't playing the Euro this year, I'm sure Italy will either win or tie to Ireland... And to be honest, I'm not ready to see either of my team lose or fight one another. It's going to be a depressing day, I'm warning you! 

After being into soccer for so long, I have this one rule that if I get in a relationship or even get married, the guy will either need to love soccer as much as me or to at least let me watch my games. I don't watch every single one, just the ones that interest me. Just let me be me and don't try to change the way I think about my team or about the sport! You want to be with someone European, you have to deal with soccer as I will deal with baseball or basketball or even football. 

"Becoming a Juventus icon has always been my dream. You achieve that status not for how long you stay at a club but for how much you give when you are there." - Claudio Marchisio.

~Bella

Farfalle con ragù vegetariano (Farfalle with vegetable ragù)

I love Italian food especially pasta, the farfalle ones, the ones that look like butterflies...
A year ago I bought this big Italian cookbook which is perfect! I don't really need a cooking book, but I was curious on what I was capable of doing, and trust me the recipes are beyond delicious! 





I wanted to share one recipe that I have tried once, and I'll make sure to remake them because they were delicious. 

"Make this sauce anytime from late spring to late summer, when eggplants, peppers, tomatoes, and zucchini are at their peak. Of course, if you freeze summer vegetables, you can enjoy it all year long."

The vegetables:

Tomatoes:

 Scallions:

Zucchini:

Peas and fava beans:




















Eggplant:

Read and yellow bell peppers:












Celery: 

RECIPE:

1. Dice 1 medium zucchini, 1/2 seeded red bell pepper, 1/2 seeded yellow bell pepper, and 1 celery stalk; slice 2 scallions. 
2. Peel 1/2 pound eggplant in strips, so that some of the skin remains, then cut into dice. Place the diced eggplant in a colander set over a bowl and sprinkle it with 1 teaspoon salt. 
3. Place a plate on top of the eggplant, set a large can or another heavy object on top, and left the eggplant drain under this weight, at room temperature, for an hour. Squeeze out the excess moisture and discard the liquid. Bring a large pot of water to a boil and salt it. Add 1 cup shelled fresh fava beans (from about 1 pound beans in pods) and cook for 2 minutes; immediately transfer the beans, using a slotted spoon, to a bowl of ice water to stop the cooking process; reserve the pot of cooking water. Drain the beans; gently peel and discard the skins.
4. Return the cooking water to a boil. Make an X at the base of each of 2 small tomatoes and immerse them in the water for 30 seconds. Using a slotted spoon, transfer the tomatoes to a colander to drain (again reserving the pot of water), then peel, seed, and finely shop them. Sauté the celery and scallions in a pot with 3 tablespoons of extra-virgin olive oil for 2 minutes. Add the zucchini and bell peppers and cook for an additional 8 minutes. Add the fava beans, 3/4 cup shelled fresh or frozen peas and the eggplant and cook for 6 additional minutes.
5. Add 1/4 cup heavy cream and gently simmer for 1 minute.
6. Stir in the chopped tomatoes, 1/4 teaspoon fine sea salt, and a generous pinch freshly ground black pepper and cook for 1 minute longer. Meanwhile, return to the pot of water to a boil and cook 1 pound of farfalle pasta until al dente. Drain the pasta and transfer it to a large serving bowl; add the ragù and toss to combine. Serve immediately. 

"La vita è una combinazione di magia e pasta." -Fellini

~Bella

Happy Father's Day every father around the world!

Father's Day is here dear friends! 

You better be with your father or made a call to tell him how thankful you are to have him as a father!

"I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for a father's protection." -Sigmund Freud

~Bella

Let's be honest!

We, women, give excuses to so many guys on why they aren't calling back or anything that surrounds them!
Here is the truth about him not being into you at all...

He isn't into you if he only calls or wants to see you when he is drunk!
It can be fun to be drunk, but at parties or at a date, sure but if he only calls you or ask to see you when he is drunk, give up now! Don't let him hurt your feelings.

He isn't into you if he isn't calling or texting you!
We all know how to use a cell phone nowadays. Please stop with the excuse of him being busy or he lost his phone. He has it with him! (There's always an exception, but to be honest, it doesn't happen much!)

He isn't into you if doesn't answer the phone,  or completely disappear on you!
It's painful, and you are hurt, making up excuses, but STOP! There's no need, just move on to the next one, this one isn't coming back and he is clearly not into you whatsoever.

He isn't into you if doesn't ask questions about your life, your passion, about you!
A man who is interested will be asking questions about your hobbies, your work, your favorite type of food... They know how to ask questions!

He isn't into you if you always text or call him first!
Give up, see if he calls first, then we can talk...

He isn't into you if he only talks about himself, his issues and not yours!
A man who is interested will ask about your health, your problems...

He isn't into you if while you are together it ends up in sex!
Sex is amazing, but if there's not one day without it, not one night, it always has to be about sex... Please run away now before it's too late!

He isn't into you if he tries to change who you are!
Someone who is interested in you (this could go with everyone) will accept your flaws! They won't try to change who you are.

He isn't into you if you are always in a doubt!
If you can't stop thinking he is with someone else, or playing around, texting a girl... No, it's a NO! Don't get into anything.

Being interested in someone is asking questions about them, is taking them out, show them to people, call them or text them! Just be honest, don't let anyone on, don't play games, don't hurt anyone because you want to have fun!
I've seen it so many times before, experienced it, today I can tell if someone isn't interested in the other person. I'm not that good when it comes to my own situation, but when it comes to others, I'm usually on the spot! Don't trap yourself in giving the guy plenty excuses, it's not worth it! Not at all!

"A gentleman never give false hope."

~Bella

Is that wisdom that I'm seeing?

No do not think about the wisdom people get after experiences, but the wisdom teeth...

I'm almost 20 years old, and wisdom teeth started growing. I hate going to the dentist so I avoid it as much as possible, but for a week now, the bottom wisdom tooth is growing and I'm in constant pain. 
I can deal with tattoo pain fine, but this pain is unbearable! 
To be clear, this post won't be long because I hate talking about my physical pain. Wisdom teeth are usually removed and I cannot see myself looking like a grape after they remove them. I can deal with having them in my mouth! After all, dentists can't really force you to remove them so I'm not preoccupied with this little issue. 

Since Monday, I've been dealing with the pain in various ways, first, I was on ice cream (still am, mostly because I love ice cream so much), then I went to whiskey or tequila (I don't do tequila usually but it makes it numb so,) on a cotton ball that I would be stuffed on the wisdom tooth. The perk of enjoying the taste of alcohol helps me a lot in this situation. And finally, today, I decided to warm up some water and throw salt in... A salty mouthwash! It made my pain better, doesn't numb it out like alcohol, but it's something. At least it's helpful... 
Other than that, now I can't laugh too hard or else I'll bite on my cheek, and make the pain even worse. I can't widely open my mouth or else it goes insane, so I'm stuck with mashed potatoes, and hot cocoa to fill my little stomach up. Good thing is I love mashed potatoes and really enjoy a cup of warm cocoa!!!! 
I don't know how you make your mashed potatoes, but mine is the best! I mash potatoes, add some milk, butter, salt and pepper, nutmeg, and parmesan cheese. Sounds odd, but trust me, it's delicious! It's light, cheesy, buttery and there's a little touch of nutmeg that makes the taste even better. My hot cocoa might also be different from what you are used to hearing... I add some "nesquick" to the milk, a hint of vanilla extract, a pinch of salt and warm up the combination. I love the salt and sweet taste together. They both fill me up completely and I'm proud to say that I do it all by myself ! :) And to finalize the hot cocoa, a tablespoon of Nutella... 

How do you make your hot cocoa?

Actually, last time I had a really good hot cocoa, besides mine, was at coffee bean! I'm not a fan of the place, but the cocoa is amazingly good. You should go and try it!

Let's come back to the wisdom tooth issue that has been bugging me for a week. 
I've heard stories about how the procedure goes, and how you wake up looking like you have grapes instead of cheeks and how you look really high on medication. Hearing all about it scares me away from doing anything to my wisdom teeth! I just cannot deal with the pain and cotton balls full of blood in my mouth... The only perk that would come out of that would be me eating mashed potatoes, ice cream and drinking hot cocoa. 
A friend of mine told me his story, and he got me freaked out! 
So he went to the surgery room, they put him to sleep and when he woke up he was bleeding out of his mouth. A little note about me: I faint or throw up when I see blood, I control it, but in this case I wouldn't survive. Good thing my friend isn't afraid of a little blood. He went back home, high, and looking like a champion. My friend can be quite stubborn and he loves meat. So you can guess that just eating mashed food isn't his cup of tea! He decided to go against the dentist advice and tried to chew up the meat. Horrible idea because he tasted blood while eating. This time, it wasn't good at all for him. Apparently, it ended in throwing up on the table from the taste of his own blood that was getting too intense, so he had to put more cotton balls in his mouth and drink smoothies for an entire week. 
He wasn't as lucky as my dear mother who had her wisdom teeth taken out, all four of them, and she could chew and nothing happened. She can be an alien at times, honestly, sometimes it looks like she is from another planet. 

What's your story? Or a story you've heard?

"Oh, you got your wisdom teeth removed? Must have been because you're such a smart mouth." 

~Bella