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Just got back from another round with Dragon Lady, the orthodontist from hell. I'm getting my braces off in two months, thank god. I hate those people so much. So. Much. They're horrible. They made boring, annoying small talk, and they play bad bad music and all their walls are beige and I hate them, I hate them. Two months. Two months.
I ran out of underwear because I haven't done my laundry in like a week, so I had to ask my mom to borrow some. As if that wasn't embarrassing enough, all her underwear is...sexy. Oh God, why. She is now thinner than me, prettier than me, and has sexier underwear than me. Oh, and the pair I borrowed really doesn't fit right because she's like a size zero. I hate my life.
No, not really. My life could be much worse. But still. Ugh.
I ran out of underwear because I haven't done my laundry in like a week, so I had to ask my mom to borrow some. As if that wasn't embarrassing enough, all her underwear is...sexy. Oh God, why. She is now thinner than me, prettier than me, and has sexier underwear than me. Oh, and the pair I borrowed really doesn't fit right because she's like a size zero. I hate my life.
No, not really. My life could be much worse. But still. Ugh.