So today... I found out I had to leave school early for an orthodontists opiontment. Jerks. Don't they know I shoud be in school until the last minute to gain as much knowledge possible?! Well after they checked my teeth they talked to my dad and mom about it and I either had the choice of wearing elastics and looking totally retarded or having surgery and looking beautiful... I hate these kind of desicions...While sobbing silently in the car... (hey... I have NEVER had to have surgery... I am responsible and careful... I didn't want to break my record now...) Dad went and bought us drinks... on the ride home... well rather the Jr. High so I could go to at least the last part of the dance Dad told me that, and I qoute... " Hey it will all be worth it when they are off and-" I cut him off. I said, " all the boys will want me I know I know" Then Dad, " you took the words right out of my mouth" Oh. My. Gosh. Can my Dad be anymore embarrasing in PRIVATE?! I hopped out of the truck and ran towards the doors and gave Mrs. Christensen $2 but she said I only needed $1. Sweet. I went in and saw Conner at the very top of the stairs, I went up and talked to him... he wouldn't come down but I finally pursuaded him and about 3 minutes of being on the dance floor he freaked out and fled. I totally understand why he would do that. Finally I got him to enjoy one song where I totally goofed up and I had all the moves wrong... but all was good and I am glad I went. Bye!!
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