I Want To Shoot Something

First of all, I'm mad. Please do not take the title of this blog seriously and arrest me. Another thing, I'm mad.

Let me tell you the story: I have to wear a retainer. I didn't have it on ten minutes after dinner, so my mom yelled at me and took anway the internet. I was really mad and almost threw "The Prisoner of Azkaban" at her head and missed, hitting the wall and being sent to my room. Sunday, I didn't have the bottom one in, even if the Orthodonist said, "You don't have to wear the bottom one all the time" so she took away my laptop and I wasn't even talking to her. I told her what my orthodonist said and she didn't believe me, and told me i'd get my laptop back Friday. Thank God I can get onto WiFi here at the hotel I'm at.

Now for that story. My friend's brother is going to this music think where he sings at a concert over the weekend and i was invited to come. So, we're staying atr Comfort Inn. The beds are very uncomfortable and they really need to update the name of this place. I have to sleep with my friend - and i garuntee I'll have bruises in the morning. She is a violent kicker and slapper. Megan, I'm not kidding.

I'm on the fourth Harry Potter book - The Goblet of Fire. It's pretty good but all of these twists and turns in the story are making my head hurt. Maybe I'll rent the movies this week...

Nothing else Earth-shattering happened since my birthday, during which I went to Hard Rock Cafe with my parents and my friend and ate some good ol' ribs, giving my hands a red barbecue sauce stain.

I guess I'll say bye...I don't have my retainer in, but my friend's mom won't yell at me! Hahaha! Okay, Bye now.