Two Peanut Butter Cones

Monday, May 11, about fifteen minutes into A3, my mom checked me out for a mother daughter date and we went for ice-cream. (At maggie-moos now less) I got a big cone of peanut butter flavor with something mixed in that if I don't remember it's going to kill me because it was delicious. I must die soon because I do not eemember. (that's how lil kids say it. so adorable!) REESE'S PIECES! Yum. And after we went to rue 21 just to look around and we saw the cutest accessories and I hat, that we bought for 3.75 and it was a BARGAIN! My mom saw all the cute earrings and asked me if I would pierce my ears. I said yes and we headed towards the nice new Cedar Hills Wal-Mart. The ladies there made me very nervous, "Have you ever been stung by a bee?" "Uh...No..." "Oh, well it hurts less than that." I returned home with 10$ earrings that would remain in my ears for 6 weeks. I am out for summer now, things have changed, I am free, I have goals, and I can't stop getting things to do. Wednesday, June 3, at exactly 1:40, I went in to Dr. Capua's office, excited for something I have wanted for six and a half years, Braces. The operation ran 75 minutes, and hurt slightly less than average for my span of dental pain. The colors I chose are simply perfect first colors, Dark and Light Blue. The braces themselves unfortuantly have a bit of red on them, so the forth of july must come sooner than scheduled so I don't look anxious... After we went for Maggie-Moo's again, and I was delighted with my choice of last time, so I got peanut butter again. I thought I should mix it up, so I got a brownie mix-in. Later that evening at 7:30 I went and saw Disney Pixars "UP" with Emilee. It is very sweet, tender, and enchanting. I almost cried, and I laughed so hard that I did. 4 stars. :] I've been stressing myself out on making today a relaxing day, for I am week with the pain of metal. I have been watching "I Love Lucy" on the hallmark channel. When the ads come on, there are a lot of ads about medical insurance, and medical alerts, and osteperosis. In frustration I yelled out, "I AM A 13 YEAR OLD WHO IS WHATCHING I LOVE LUCY AND IS FED UP WITH MEDICAL ADS, IS THAT SO HARD TO BELIEVE?!"