Pain = hotness?
Cross your fingers.
I'm just kidding....kind of. I've been wearing my retainer for the past two days, and i'm hoping that by the time we go out to the clubs in Tahoe my teeth are straight (???) I've tried so many other things to attract the men of this country...wearing a bag over my head...brushing my teeth....showering. None of that works on their own. But i'm not wonderwoman, i can only do one thing at a time. So i'm wearing my retainer like I'm in Junior High. My teeth are killing me. Now about most of the stuff in the previous couple of sentences i was joking about. maybe. we'll see. can you smell me yet?
Last night i was mega depressed, all I wanted to do was cry. I didn't know why I was so down...but I was watching the bachelorette and i realized I missed my family (don't know why i thought of that...maybe I wasn't paying attention)...so i called my mom and the second she picked up i started crying. It felt good to cry, it felt good to just let everything i was thinking out. it was good to do it to someone who would just sit and listen and not give their opinion or advice. i didn't need any of that. i just needed to vent. and that was good.
so all in all...crying can be good...and let's just hope that pain = amelia gets a man. sort of. yay!
-Amelia
I'm just kidding....kind of. I've been wearing my retainer for the past two days, and i'm hoping that by the time we go out to the clubs in Tahoe my teeth are straight (???) I've tried so many other things to attract the men of this country...wearing a bag over my head...brushing my teeth....showering. None of that works on their own. But i'm not wonderwoman, i can only do one thing at a time. So i'm wearing my retainer like I'm in Junior High. My teeth are killing me. Now about most of the stuff in the previous couple of sentences i was joking about. maybe. we'll see. can you smell me yet?
Last night i was mega depressed, all I wanted to do was cry. I didn't know why I was so down...but I was watching the bachelorette and i realized I missed my family (don't know why i thought of that...maybe I wasn't paying attention)...so i called my mom and the second she picked up i started crying. It felt good to cry, it felt good to just let everything i was thinking out. it was good to do it to someone who would just sit and listen and not give their opinion or advice. i didn't need any of that. i just needed to vent. and that was good.
so all in all...crying can be good...and let's just hope that pain = amelia gets a man. sort of. yay!
-Amelia