Today I went to dancing school. Well, actually I was late because my Spanish teacher kept us after school because she claims we were being too noisy. That's her opinion, anyway. I had fun at dancing as always, except now my feet hurt from my toe shoes. Those things are starting to be hazardous to my health. But I did much better than usual, so I won't complain.
After dancing, it was off to the dentist's. I absolutely hate the dentist. It smells there, and they put nasty cherry flouride in your mouth. Quite gross. It didn't help that I had an ancient dental hygenist cleaning my teeth. He was talking about the Red Sox and how they had won last night, and it was exciting...blah, blah blah. I really didn't care and just kind of tuned him out. Plus he was mumbling, so I couldn't really hear him. He asked me where I got my sneakers. I thought it was a weird question. It turns out he asked my sister the same thing. Does this guy just like sneakers, or does he ask everyone that question for conversation's sake. Sometimes I wonder about people. They are really weird.
Well, I'm going to go to bed now, so I can wake up bright and early to go to school tomorrow. I think I need some help with my Geometry homework. Well, a little mental help wouldn't hurt either...j/k
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