Could we with ink the ocean fill...
I have a dentist appointment in a bit. I don't really care for the dentist.
They are not like doctors, who check your actual health - they just care about your mouth, and since I like to have a clean mouth I don't have teeth or mouth issues. Basically when I do go to the dentist I get that same thing: "Do you floss?" and of course I always answer: "Not as much as I should" and they say, yeah...well you know flossing is important. Here's a tooth brush. Everything looks good.
You would think that wouldn't be hard, but I don't know, I just don't like going.
I have major senioritis. At least, that is the excuse I am using because I was never one of those good students. I wouldn't study till my eyes fell out, and I would never lose sleep for schoolwork - I will push off projects to go to movies or have a weekend. I have good grades, I just don't have the best work ethic. So now that I am continuing on this path, I have the faux illness to blame: Senioritis. It makes me feel not so lazy because everyone has it.
My room is getting another make over. It's been pretty much the same for about 5 years...which is fine except I don't want to see the yellow anymore. I asked my mom if I could have a new room for when Liana leaves, and being the home decorating fiend that she is, she said yes. In fact, I've already bought the new comforter set she insisted on, and she has bought pretty much all the little knickknacks and decorations for the room that is yet to exist. I don't mind though - she's happy about. I'm just happy to have a blue room.
Well, I should go comb the creepiness out of my hair. I will have to emerge from my cave soon...
They are not like doctors, who check your actual health - they just care about your mouth, and since I like to have a clean mouth I don't have teeth or mouth issues. Basically when I do go to the dentist I get that same thing: "Do you floss?" and of course I always answer: "Not as much as I should" and they say, yeah...well you know flossing is important. Here's a tooth brush. Everything looks good.
You would think that wouldn't be hard, but I don't know, I just don't like going.
I have major senioritis. At least, that is the excuse I am using because I was never one of those good students. I wouldn't study till my eyes fell out, and I would never lose sleep for schoolwork - I will push off projects to go to movies or have a weekend. I have good grades, I just don't have the best work ethic. So now that I am continuing on this path, I have the faux illness to blame: Senioritis. It makes me feel not so lazy because everyone has it.
My room is getting another make over. It's been pretty much the same for about 5 years...which is fine except I don't want to see the yellow anymore. I asked my mom if I could have a new room for when Liana leaves, and being the home decorating fiend that she is, she said yes. In fact, I've already bought the new comforter set she insisted on, and she has bought pretty much all the little knickknacks and decorations for the room that is yet to exist. I don't mind though - she's happy about. I'm just happy to have a blue room.
Well, I should go comb the creepiness out of my hair. I will have to emerge from my cave soon...