You know...I'm not that upset anymore. I screwed it up...oh well, I'm over it now. I can't keep myself from doing what I want to do because I'm so sad about messing up. I had a bad morning...
I'm REALLY good now!
Oh...and I forgot to mention that I'm a "cutie" I'd like to thank Henery Winkler...
So I have to wear my bottom retainer constantly now. And then when they say I can stop I'm going to have a metal bar behind my teeth FOREVER!!! ARG! Curses to bad teeth.