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The wind wouldn't blow me home
To lie in your heart of hearts
Will I ever see you again
And lie in your heart of hearts
Things are different. In like, a matter of a week or two. And it's happy happy time. I got a dress for Winter Formal, but I'm not sure I'm going to go- I think that I should take the 35 dollars my parents are giving me for the dance and have a formal night out... anyone down for city cruises looking hot?
Anyways... the root canal ended alright. Not to any way imply that the actual procedure was fine. They had to shoot me up twice (AGAIN) and my ears were numb along with the rest of the left side of my face, and the prodding hurt like sweet hell.
And Erin, the burning tooth thing was an experience to remember. Nastiest smell. EVER. It was really funny- after the whole thing, I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, and there were little white flecks all over my face. From my sawed, drilled, hacked tooth. Gross.
What else... grades are OK, I've only ditched one class since I've gone to Tam (and it was TA)... People are so much happier now. It's good. And it rubs off. I'm not getting caught up on the stupid petty shit I thought was so important.
Anyways. This is sort of boring. Shall we dance?
To lie in your heart of hearts
Will I ever see you again
And lie in your heart of hearts
Things are different. In like, a matter of a week or two. And it's happy happy time. I got a dress for Winter Formal, but I'm not sure I'm going to go- I think that I should take the 35 dollars my parents are giving me for the dance and have a formal night out... anyone down for city cruises looking hot?
Anyways... the root canal ended alright. Not to any way imply that the actual procedure was fine. They had to shoot me up twice (AGAIN) and my ears were numb along with the rest of the left side of my face, and the prodding hurt like sweet hell.
And Erin, the burning tooth thing was an experience to remember. Nastiest smell. EVER. It was really funny- after the whole thing, I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, and there were little white flecks all over my face. From my sawed, drilled, hacked tooth. Gross.
What else... grades are OK, I've only ditched one class since I've gone to Tam (and it was TA)... People are so much happier now. It's good. And it rubs off. I'm not getting caught up on the stupid petty shit I thought was so important.
Anyways. This is sort of boring. Shall we dance?