My teeth hurt. They hurt because I’ve started to wear my rubber bands again. A few days ago I was scolded by my orthodontist for not wearing them so he’s making me wear 2 or 3 on each side so I can get caught up to where I’m supposed to be. They go from top to bottom, and when I started wearing them again I put three on each side. It felt like I had 100 pounds of weight on my teeth. I could barely open my mouth to talk, and when I did it really hurt. My mom said to me, because she thought it was funny, “I’m going to start making you wear extra rubber bands as punishment if you talk back to me!”
I also like to play my rubber bands when I’m bored in the car. I put one finger in my mouth and strum the bands like a guitar. They make a loud noise like ping ping, ping ping ping ping. So I was in the car the other day with my step dad, and I was really bored, so I just started to play my rubber bands, and he told me, “Stop playing your rubber bands.” It’s probably not a sentence you’d hear in most households.
That’s it for now.