Long Night @ MindSay

so yesterday i went to the orthodontist. okay. fine. obviously i was thinking i would get my braces off because not only did they say, but it's been a year and a half. that's how long they said it would take. so i had two things going for it. it's been a year and a half. and they said so.

but obviously they lied. i didn't get my braces off. it's because i didn't wear those stupid rubber bands at night at camp. why should i? i don't care about my "slight overbite". like who does except for them? like i'm going to go in for a job interview somewhere and they'll be like, "oh. you know. we can't hire you here because you have a slight overbite. our sincerest apologies." or somebody's going to look at me and be like, "oh jeez. that person has a slight overbite. you know. i don't think i'm ever going to talk to that person." like. wtf? nobody cares. and it's my mouth. i don't care about it. so why should i keep putting these goddamn rubber bands in ever single fucking night so i can't open my mouth? exactly. so after like a week at camp i just said fuck this. i'm done. and i stopped wearing them.

so i'm at the orthodontists and the lady's like, "have you been wearing the elastics?". and i'm not one to be lying about it because they'd know anyways. so i was like, "hmm. no." and she's like, "oooohhh" and typed some dumb shit on the computer. and i'm like, "well i don't even care about my bite." and what she said has got to be one of the stupidest things i have ever heard. she was all "oh you will care when you have jaw problems and need to get braces when you're 89 years old." oh. okay. yeah. neither of my parents have ever had braces and they don't have jaw problems. they're also not 89 years old but still. wtf? that is so stupid.

so then mr. gardner or whatever came by like, oh you havn't been wearing the elastics. and i was like, oh i don't give a crap about my slight overbite. and he basically said the same thing about "jaw problems" when i'm older. well fuck you. you're teeth are fucking gray. i don't see why he's fixing mine anyways. he has SHITTY teeth and he's obviously not had braces. plus they're like. gray. that's just freaking disgusting.

but anyways. i went there expecting my braces off and i didn't get them. and they gave me new elastics. that's FUCKING fun. not only do they cause me to not be able to open my mouth. i now have to wear them 24/7. dumb fucking retards.

so after that i came home and my mom was like, "so how'd it go?" and i 'smiled' and said, i don't care about my bite. i seriously. honestly do not give a flying crap about my bite. and i went on and on about how nobody else cares about my bite except them. and she was like, 'hmm. okay. i'll go talk to them. i have to talk to them anyways for amanda.' and she left. and obviously knowing my mother i was expecting her to come back and be like, "well they said this and this and you have to do this and they're professionals" blah blah blah.

but she didn't. the exact opposite.

she came inside and you could tell she was pissed off and she said "you have an appt on august 30th to get the bands and whatever else off of your teeth. then a week later on sept 6th you have another appt. to get everything taken off.". i just looked at her like. wha? O.O i wasn't expecting that one. she also said that my dad will have to come with me to sign a consent form on the 6th saying that we know we're terminating whatever before the guy would like.

so basically my mom went off and bitched the orthodontist out so i could get my braces off. how effing gangster is that??




oh yeah. and harry potter 7 comes out today. yaaaay. :D:D

uggggg sccchoool...

 

 

i dont want to be here...

BUT

 

it IS the last real day...

thats a plus.  +

 

i cant wait to get outta here and go home

and see my aunt kabbie. <3

 

and then go to friendly.

[[ you live in greensboro you should go]]

 

 

....i need to go get cigarettes....only 3 left...

 

 

 

god dammit i got so depressed last night.

FUCK

 

well my mom is home and doing a little better...

it will be a long recovery time.

 

 

 

JOHN is in town this weekend <3

^_^

 

 

but he fucked christina yesterday.

so that cancels out the happiness.

EWwww

 

 

 

im getting a kitten sooon.

im so happy.

it will be my bestfriend.

okay not really...

but i will love it. ALOT.

LOVE x 3

 

 

 

peace

last night was a long night.

I couldn't sleep much last night. Well, actually, I got home around six, watched the news and a bit of Wheel of Fortune, and then fell asleep (at about quarter after seven) 'til around ten. Because I had slept for those two or three hours my sleep cycle (which is always a swinging pendulum of crazy ass insomnia anyway) was way out of it.

I watched TV for another hour or two. (On a side note I have to get this thought out of my head. It's totally off subject, I know. Ok, is it just me or does anybody else think that Law and Order has become really preachy lately? Last nights episode was all about the war and how evil Pentagon billion dollar contracts are. I don't disagree with the point of the eppisode, but please don't turn the entertainment into a bunch of crappy, lecture stuff.)

So, I tried sleeping again but couldn't. So I gave in and made a pot of coffee and just decided I would read my book and drink coffee all night.

(I'm just getting to my point, hang on)

The novel is A Long Way Down by the English author Nick Hornby (one of my favorites)

In the book the four main characters have joined a suicide pact of sorts. They are trying to look out for each other until (what I think is) the inevitable.

Two of the main characters, Maurene and J.J., have this conversation about what it would take for them not to jump off of a fifteen story building (as they plan to do). J.J. asks Maurene what she would ask God for. Her answer was that just having a meeting with God would be enough, because in God infinite wisdom if he wants you to live it’s got to be hard to say no.

So, J.J. asks her if it were a president or Prime Minister with cosmic powers that can get thing done what would she ask for. The two start calling this person "Cosmic Tony" (because of Prime Minister Tony Blair).

I thought it was a very funny and interesting concept of discussion. Of course, Cosmic Tony is only man (and a made up one within a fictional story at that) and can't, say, take back fifteen years of a person's life (the thing used by J.J. to answer his own question).

If your life was on the line what would you ask for to save your life?

(You don't have to answer that. I was just wrapping up my point, which I took forever to get to)

It's quite deep, really. This is the stuff that normal, nonsuicidial, people may only face once in a lifetime, if that. I'm not suicidal but this book has made me think about life and unhappiness. If I were on the roof of a fifteen story building and was offered this question I would probably ask God for my sister and myself not to have our syndromes (which would be major life changing stuff). My Syndrome has not cause much unhappiness (and as far as I can tell, not my sister either) but still, it would be very nice to see my sister living a "normal" life and my life would be a lot easier.

But, if it were Cosmic Tony (who is mere mortal not God) I would probably have to think much longer about that one. I can't even think of a half way decent answer right now. 

 But, being that I don't want to off myself  (and this is all hypothetical) the question is kind of inconsequential, isn't it?.

 

Thanks,

Mark

 

Hey guys and gals, whats up?

                                            not much here I guess. I am just feeling pretty frustrated, maybe I should start explaing why and then if you have any thoughts or comments you can hit me up. Last night, I went to see Hinder. The place was packed, I mean the line stretched from the concert doors all the way to this field about 3 blocks away. I brought one of my friends along ( a girl that I had known for a long ass time), and we started drinking. Well I had 2 beers and she was going pretty strong on them. I tried to get her to stop drinking, but she just told me to leave her alone and walked away (or rather stumbled away). Then when the concert was done she was so drunk that she had to piss, and she did it right there in the fucking street (WITH EVERYONE WATCHING!!!). Besides that when we in the place it was standing room only, and everyone was fucking pushing each other, spilling beer on each other, and just acting like idiots. My dad picked us up and saw my friend like this, and immediately started bitching me out. I told him that I tried to get my friend to stop, but she wouldn't. I don't know...Any Advice?