I need braces. Bet you didn't know that did ya? Well, in case you've noticed, (you kinda have to look for it) but, my smile is crooked. It doesn't even out, ever. To tell the truth I kinda want braces but whenever I tell someone that, they scream that I'm insane. My mom says that one day, I'll get them. But then, if I really do hate them, then I'll just have to be a fifteen year old wearing braces. Ugh. How utterly unattractive is that? So, if any of you want to try to help me to persuade her, go ahead. BUT it has to be AFTER March 28. I repeat AFTER!
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That's Me.
For those of you wondering how you got to this blog, I have no idea. But while you're here, why don't you read this? I'm fifteen. I'm a girl. I started this blog trying to be cool. (Therefore lowering my "cool status") I try to be funny. Do I succeed? No. But this is stilll a pretty nice read. So, sit back, relax, and read about...My life.
If only all boys looked like this...
2 comments:
that my friend is ridiculous. crooked smiles are pretty. most people wish they had them... your mom is insane... not really
HEY btw how do you get the cool templates? II'm making another blog, and I cant find the site!
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