Putting up with life II

Consistent with my previous postings, whenever the title is "XXXX I", a part 2 is bound to follow. My original intention for this part is to carry on from the previous post and to list out exactly how my life would be better if I'm not poor. Then again, I think it's too tedious and mundane, so I shall have this bottomline: My life would definitely be better than it is now, if I'm rich.

Now, in my first ever attempt to post a picture on my blog, I present to you something which I have been truly putting up with:



Mouth ulcer, canker sore, cold sore, whatever you call it, it is a pain in the a... I mean, mouth. It started out as a sore bump a few days ago, slowly "blossoming" into this now.

Oh, the ruler is there so you can roughly gauge how big it is. Well, I used a metal ruler initially but the camera's flash made the markings unviewable. So, I had to put up with this yellowed plastic ruler. As you can see, it's pretty old; been lying around my drawer as far as I can remember.

I seriously have no idea what causes these inflamed craters but they appear every now and then and when they do, it's another trip to the pharmacy for another tube of mild anesthetic. Well, if it's on my lip, I'd have gladly, albeit after a lengthy deliberation, applied table salt on the wound. For now, I don't want to run the risk of having a swollen tongue.