In the eternal words of Charlie Brown:

GOOD GRIEF.

I don't even know what do do with my self anymore.

1) I did awful this quarter in school (B+ AVERAGE. and while that may be good for some, it isn't for me). I don't even know how I got such a horrible grade! I mean, I got 5 As, 1 A+, a B and a B+, and yet my whole average is only a B+ IF I HADN'T GOTTEN THAT FREAKING B, I WOULD'VE BEEN IN THE HONOR ROLL.

POSSIBLY.

And okay, i sound pretty stupid complaining about grades, but IT GETS WORSE.

2) MY TEETH ARE BROKEN!!!!!!!!

DKLFGJDKL;FJA;DSL IM IN SHOCK. I don't even know how teeth can break!!

Here's what happened:

I was supposed to go see New Moon with my friends, Saturday night, and my friend called me an hour before i was supposed to go. My brother, like an idiot, picked up the phone, turned it on, and threw it to me. He also, like an idiot, threw it really fast and hard and didn't aim at all, and also didn't listen to me telling him NOT to throw it at me (and i ALWAYS tell him not to).

AND THE PHONE HIT MY FACE. Not only that, but my friend could hear my agonizing shrieks of pain through the damn phone, and I had to tell her I'd call her back with the bloody remains of my 2 beautiful teeth still in my mouth.

I still have a swollen lip, even though this whole thing happened on Saturday, and I have to go to school with two conspicuously broken teeth. I've never been so humiliated in my life. My right (not your right, MY right) tooth and the one to the right of it, are both half broken off. I look like the crone that the stepmother turns into in Snow White. I also have an extremely embarrassing lisp. I sound and look like an idiot.

Then, the next day, I had to make a music video for a French project. I had sing too. So basically, I had to take pictures and videos with my broken teeth to put in the video, and have my voice in the background, lisp and all.

I don't know how this sounds to you, but this was seriously traumatizing. I thought I was dying when the phone hit my face. It was really, really hard. And teeth are one of the most strongest bones in the human body, so think about the sheer force that the phone had to hit my face with (and i have very strong bones to begin with)! I'm only glad that it didn't hit my head, because I'm almost sure my skull would've cracked.

God, this was probably the scariest experience of my life, considering that I've never broken a bone or anything similar. And speaking of God, I think He was punishing me. I was being extremely rude to my mom, on Friday, and she's probably the most sweetest and most loving person in the world, and is always there for me and gives me the best advice. In my religion, there's a saying that says "Mata, Pita, Guru, Deva." It means "Mother, Father, Teacher, God," showing the order of respect you should give to each one. Mother is highest, God is the lowest. God punished me for being mean to my mother, but was feeling really benevolent because it's only a 3 day week, because of Thanksgiving. SO really, I only suffer for 3 days this week.

Also, now I need synthetic teeth. I really, really, do not want synthetic teeth. I want my body to be all natural. I know it sounds stupid, but it's true. I don't feel like myself with FAKE teeth in my mouth! I don't know why, but it just seems so surreal. Man, I really, really, really, want my normal teeth back. I hate my brother for taking it away from me.

Wow, I'm sorry for this long rant! I've really been under pressure lately, because I'm not used to working this hard in school And I really do feel as if my GPA should've been higher. If you read all of this, I LOVE YOU, if you didn't, I totally understand.


afkjdsfkl;djgkfdlgj I NEED TO GO BACK TO WORK. I HAVE A WORLD HISTORY EXAM TOMORROW, AND I NEED TO HAND IN A HUGE PARAGRAPH/SHORT ESSAY FOR THE SAME CLASS.

GOOD GRIEF.