I started downloading random songs by these guys when I realized Andy was becoming obsessive about them. Or something.

I had a dentist appointment this morning. To start off with, I had the most random dream, and when my alarm woke me up I switched it off, just to see how it would end. Of course the driver called a half hour later to tell me he was downstairs, and I was still in bed. I got dressed in record time, threw on my favourite black flipflops (the thong ones, damn I love those!) a pair of overalls and a bright red t-shirt. I flew down the stairs, not wanting to miss my appointment for the millionth time, and just as I leapt into the car... my slippers broke.

Well, one of them did. The right one.

There wasn't time to go back up and change my shoes. So I told the driver to just go. And he went. And I tried to fix them but they're really really broken. So I tried to manage dragging them into the dentist's office, then decided "To Satan with it" and picked it up. I limped, one-shoed, in front of aghast Kuwaiti mothers and their daughters. One woman was openly staring and I stopped right in front of her until she noticed I was looking down at her before walking away. Funny.

What a way to start the morning.

Anyhow, there's better news.

My next appointment is August 9th at 8am, and the doctor said that if I wanted to at the time, I'd be able to have the braces removed! He said he'd like it if I kept them on until October, just to be sure, but at that point it would be up to me, especially since I was leaving for college at around that time and I'd have to be in Dubai by late August. He said if I came back a couple of months later, he'd remove them then, but still, I'm hyped!

See, most people don't get a straight answer, they ask, "How long will I need braces for?" and the doctors smile and say, "Two years." And then the kid's got braces for four years. Me I asked, "How long will I need braces for?" and he said, "A year and a half," and May 21st was a year. Kick butt.

So hopefully, by the time I get to university, my teeth will be free and happy to flash and please!

3ajeeb!

For those of you who haven't noticed, I don't smile in pictures because I hate the look of my braces. They're a giant downer on my self-esteem and I'll be much happier when they're gone. I'll be much more confident, too. And you thought that was impossible, pfft. Wait 'til I get my canine capped.

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