Today was fun. A little after 4, Sara and I went to check on Boo Boo, the Smith’s cat. We took one of our basketballs (we have 2) with us. When we were shooting hoops Derek showed up. Then came Justin, Derek’s older brother, with Wes along with Michelle who lives not too far from us. Sara and I decided to get our bikes, and after that everybody was riding everyone else’s bikes. They had to take numbers to ride mine. I think they like it cuz of the color and the fact that it’s almost brand new. Oh well. We had fun.
I hope my orthodontist appointment goes good. I hope my overbite has improved. It should have. I only missed one or two night with my headgear, I know that. And I’ve been pretty good with my rubber bands. Oh, I can’t wait to get my braces off. Maybe they’ll do it before Carrie gets here! That would be so cool!
This Friday, Jon’s leaving for Canada. For a week. Oh well. I’ll live. Don’t get me wrong I will miss him, but it’s not the end of the world and he’ll be back.
I have bad habits. I should try to break them. One problem I HATE is that I bite my nails. I can go for awhile, but when they get long I bite ’em again. I don’t bite my nails if I have nail polish on, but I HATE wearing nail polish. Maybe I should get the clear kind…
Anyway, my other habit is that I’m lazy. I luv talking on the phone. I like exercise and being outside with the neighborhood kids but I like talking to Jon, too. Plus, with my schoolwork. I’d rather be watching TV. Half the shows I watch I’ve seen before. Either way I still get only one or two Bs on my report cards. That apparently isn’t good enough for my parents because they keep yelling at me to do better. Oh well. That’s their problem. BYE!
“Goes good.” Ughhhhh, this kills me but I couldn’t bring myself to edit just for grammar’s sake. And I promise there are only a few more posts where I’m all gushy about Jon.
I still bite my nails and even mentioned it in this post, but I can’t seem to break the habit. And I think I still say “oh well” pretty often. It’s been weird looking back at these and seeing what’s changed and what hasn’t. I think it’ll help during therapy now, though, because there are things that I didn’t remember that obviously affect where I’m at today. It’ll be tough, but I’m looking forward to weeding through it.
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