Give Me Pain, If That's What's Real

So.
Today.

It was really awful to start. I don't know why. I was in a really tired, melancholy mood that I just couldn't snap out of for some reason. I was just super quiet (a rarity) and I was just exhausted and kind of disillusioned by everything.

After I left school, I had an orthodontist appointment. Let me just explain that going to the orthodontist makes me act like a hugely bitchy, hormonal teenager. It might have something to do with the fact that I've had my braces for almost five years (five! FIVE!) and that my original orthodontist has since passed away (I know, right?). Nothing makes me act more like a teenager than orthodontia. Anyway, since my orthodontist, who I loved, died, this new guy took over. I do not like him. I get weird vibes from him. And he's rather large, and he breathes really heavily, and his fingers are big and my mouth isn't all that big (sounds kind of dirty)(just saying) and it's just a really awkward experience every time he works on me. Like, why is the heel of your hand doing in my eye socket? I do not know, but please remove it.

So, anyway, I had to wait to be called back for 45 minutes, and the next 45 were spent battling two of my brackets because they wouldn't close or something and it really hurt and they had to try like three different things. Yes. I was in my sketchy orthodontist office for an hour and a half. Then I came home, gathered some things, and had to take off for voice, where both my teacher and I were in terrible moods and pouting.

Then I left voice and flew to the school to munchkin sit, because the middle school is doing "The Wizard of Oz" and I get NHS hours for munchkin sitting. Cool.

That's where the fun began.

All the middle school kids had entirely too much energy, and all us high school kids just did not. We munchkin sitters actually ended up putting together a 24-piece Winnie the Pooh puzzle and coloring more than the munchkins did. It was comical.

Then Chelsea and I went on a Starbucks run and were making weird gargling noises at each other in line when the guy in front of us turns around and says, "You guys are really scaring me."

It was hilarious.

Then we got back and had to reassemble the choir room and sit on some munchkins and middle schoolers (not really) while we discussed Chelsea's love life. We were all just really exhausted, but it was really fun, and we laughed a lot, and usually far too loudly (or, I did, at least).

"It looks like two green flamingos had vigorous sex in the hallway, because there are feathers all over the place."

(See what I mean?)