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Hm. First was my orthocontist appointment. They put on all of my missing brackets. But in the back, they took those off last time right after putting them on because I bite down on my back teeth first, so my mouth wouldn't close. This time they put them on. But so I wouldn't bite down and knaw off the back ones, they stuffed my back upper teeth with ******** blue glue! Now the fact that I can't bite down is so freaking OBVIOUS!!!!!! I look really stupid... emo
Then we went to-
Oh yeah, baby. You guessed it.
BORDERS!!!!!!!!!!
whee
Then Shaws, where my mother cashed in all the coins she stuffs the car with after going shopping or whatever. We thought she might have five, maybe ten dollars worth of coins. And if you turn your money into a gift card, the money machine doesn't take a dime for every dollar. So for some reason I couldn't comprehend, she turned it into a Borders gift certificate. Cool right? A couple of extra dollars worth of book money.
But it doesn't tell you how much there was until you make the gift certificate. at least, that's what mom said.
And it wasn't ten dollars.
It wasn't even five.
Take a guess, ladies (because I don't think any guys will bother reading this anyway).















Got your guess?
Okay.
Here's the amount:






















$71.41.































$71.41!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That's all in BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOK MONEY!!!!!!!!!!!
crying crying crying crying crying crying I'm so happy, I could die... crying crying crying crying
We got some food.
Went home. Ate it. Dad had already left with my uncle to do something I didn't really care about...
Well, I went to our soccer game. Only I forgot all my stuff (except water) so I had to go home. Dad wasn't mad. Mom sounded kind of pissed on the phone, tho....
Yeah. So on the way back dad is telling me about this one time he ran a 7mile thing with one of his friends. He was wearing Converse, had never run more than a mile and a half in his life, and wasn't even sober... Apparently, he had had three or so beers.. Well, at least three. He wasn't sure if he had any more after that...
WHAT THE ********!!!!! YOU CAN'T FREAKING TELL YOUR KID THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yeah. But he assured me he was above the age limit. So there wasn't really anything to complain about...
Then he started talking about the Cumberland Clam Festival (we were in Cumberland for my soccer game). He was kind of, "All those people. Paying $20 for an $8 clam basket. If they go to that, they can't complain about the ********-"
At that point I broke out laughing. And he told me sternly "Never say that!"
Ahhh. He has his moments, my father does. rolleyes
When we got home, mom gave me that glare. Y'know the one. When some one does it to you, "If looks could kill......" flickers through your mind. But she and dad went away to go watch Jenny's hockey game so it's me all alone in the house.
I'm watching vh1 right now. They're got 80's singles on. Pretty good music. Lots of swearing and booze. Lots of stuff I don't want to write about...
That's all. Hope I entertained you. heart