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20 May 2008&& So are you going to make a down payment on a bike or your vacation house?


Tomorrow is the day, I goto the dentist. I am scared out of my mind. I truly am afraid of the dentist (if he looks like that guy <-- I think I'll be fine...). I seriously hate them banging and scrapping on my teeth. I hate how they poke my gums until they bleed. Then proceed to tell me I need to have the following teeth pulled, this cavity filled and this, this and this. It seriously has kept me awake all night this week. I am afraid out of my mind.
Not like Tiff, she has stated on her blog, that she LOVES going to the dentist. I truly wish I had that type of attitude when I go there.
I know it all started when I was little. I had messed up teeth, I needed braces. After some persausion my parents finally dragged me to a docotor. This docotor was so mean and so ruff on my little choppers I cried every month I had to go in. When I finally got the braces off. I decided I never wanted to go back. I thought if I just brushed my teeth and flossed I would be okay until I was 75 and they fell out of my head. Then some how, the girl that NEVER eats sweets, got a cavity in the very front tooth.. There was no way of going around it, I had to get it filled. Back to the horrible dentist I went again. When I got there he decided he need to pull some teeth, but I had to be referred to another dentist to do that. he filled the cavity and sent me on my way. I never made the appointment with the other dentist because those teeth didn't hurt. Most recently while flossing.. I knocked my filling out. The dentist that filled it, no longer accepts my insurance. Needless to say, tomorrow I have a complete exam with a man I never met.
Please God, make him nice, and sexy so that way I will want to go all the time. Pray for me.

Love Shawna
10:01 PM 1 think this post is too HOT for words.