The Weather and My Multiple Identities

I do not like unclearness. I need to be sure what I am going to do for the next day, even for the next hour, which is why the weather during a last couple of days has been driving me crazy. I wake up into a sunny day, and my day continues cloudily, but hot at the same time. I close my day by shaking because of the cold. Or the exact opposite happens. Well, this weather really cause me to have different identities, and reveal them in just one day, because of this my boyfriend is about to gone mad.

Yesterday, I and my boyfriend were talking with my sister on Skype. I do not know how it did happen, but we started to talk about my reaction to different weathers, and my boy friend, Utku started to talk about how I can become a totally different person in seconds because of the weather. He told my sister that “I go upstairs, and it starts to rain, and I go back to down stairs, and I find a rainy person like weather. I do not know why she just started to cry when it started to rain”. Well, I do not know either, and I did not know that I was making my boyfriend crazy, since he dies not know how to react me. According to him, in just one day I can be so nice, and so mean, and it confuses him. The worst part for him, I always blame him, if I am not in the goo mood. I told him to blame the weather in here. He just looked at me and said that “Ok, I will talk to God, and ask him (I always imagined God as a he, don’t judge me) to arrange the weather condition according to your best interest, Ok”. It was very funny actually to hear something like that as a response to my silly excuse to my unbalanced behaviors, and it was warning call to me. From now on, I will try to do everything not to make my boyfriend crazy.

My Biggest War

   Some days, well in my case, some weeks are really hard to get over. I mean, this week, and it has not even finished yet, I have been struggling with so many annoying things. First, my teeth started to kill me. I am twenty three years old, and I have never felt a this kind of pain in my entire life. It was really weird though.  My toothache has its own journey, and I call it “how to be a bad toothache”.

   The first pain came really slowly; I did not even realize that I was going to be in a horrible situation because of this tiny, annoying pain. Actually, it was not even a real pain. You know, sometimes you just feel that something bothers you some much, but it does that so sneaky, and it just hunts you so suddenly. My pain exactly started like that. I thought it was not big of a deal, I could have wait until June, and after I would go back to Turkey, I could go to a dentist, but something unexpected happen, and it changed my week.

   The second level of my pain was manageable, yet it was bad. I mean real bad. The most annoying part of this step was this: when  I was doing nothing, it was not that bad, but whenever I started to do something such as studying which is my whole life, my pain started to reveal its ugly face to me so badly. I mean, it was something on purpose, I felt the anger, I responded it. It was a call for war to me, and I and my toothache became enemies just in a couple of minutes.

   For the first time in my life, I experienced evil face of war. It was not easy, since I had a really strong enemy. It was fearless, angry, and wild. It did not even think about before it caused harm to me. It started to affect my ear. Oh my poor ear, I can still hear its call for help. It just whispered the pain that it felt into my brain, that pain echoed in my head again, and again. I had to do the next move, which is why I asked for a support, and a helpful dentist sent me antibiotics to defeat my enemy. Guess who won this war?

   My toothache felt the cold taste of loosing, and now I am waiting to go back to Turkey to put an end of my source of this bad toothache: my toothJ. That is why, this is not an exact victory to me, but trust me, I will have the victory; I am going to bring peace into my mouthJ