May 27, 1944 (Friday)

At the dentist this p.m. had the nerve of my tooth extracted. It was half an hour of mental torture, as the doctor worked on me with a drilling apparatus.

Confessions and “Via Crucis” at St. Theresa’s Church.

Slept a short siesta in Norman Reyes’s cozy bed. I was nearly late for our afternoon classes.

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