the whole tooth

I got a 95 on my Government test! Yay! I'm still smart! Also, this cute guy that's in both my classes sat two seats down from me yesterday, and I was planning on striking up a conversation with him when we came back from break, but he left at the break. :(

My depression was getting worse and worse, but then when my family bought me a ticket to go see Ethan, my depression went away. Up and gone. Interesting. Maybe I'm having Post-parting depression. ha ha ha.

Today I was gripped by a major bout of "I miss Jared." Dammit. I thought I was getting better.

Dr Cudd, who was my doctor for the vast majority of my life, is the stake person over Single Adults, so of course I saw him at the Single Adults Leadership meeting on Sunday. When he found out I wasn't going to the Single Adult Conference this weekend because I can't afford it, he cornered me later and and told me that it's "really important to me that you go. If I pay for it, will you promise me you'll go?" He kept on till I promised I'd go to the Saturday stuff. So, long story short, I won't be at Josh's on Saturday.

I got my CD's from BMG today! Best thing ever! YAY! This is what I got: My Chemical Romance: Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge, Fall Out Boy: From Under the Cork Tree, Bowling For Soup: Drunk Enough to Dance, Bowling For Soup: A Hangover You Don't Deserve, The Killers: Hot Fuss, New Order: (The Best of) New Order. I also ordered Beck: Odelay, but that's on backorder. I'm so happy to finally have new music!

I've decided that I haven't gotten a good solid hate on in a long time, and I used to thrive on hate. It was like Red Bull for me. So I have a new hate now. I hate the lower first molar. I thinks it's all cool cause it's not like the other molars, It has 3 front cusps instead of two like the others! What's up with that? And it's all wedged between a bicuspid and a molar, so it always looks too big! Damn that molar. As of today, I am putting in place a "hate Moley the Molar" plan. When Moley comes in the room, I will fall silent, as if I were talking about it, no matter what I was actually talking about. After a few seconds, I will stand up abruptly and announce that I have to go. I will bid warm and fond farewells to everyone except Moley, whom I will avoid entirely. When I see Moley from a distance, I will stare at Moley for a few seconds and then turn to whomever I am with and tell a joke, so that everyone laughs. I will try to make the joke include something near where Moley is so that everyone will look in that direction while they are laughing. That's always hilarious. If I am forced to interact with Moley, I will be overly nice and ask polite questions, and then when Moley answers I will either cut it off or listen while rolling my eyes and making subtle faces. Alright. Plan Moley is now in effect. I will make that snotty lower first molar feel my wrath. Oh yes. It will pay.