dejected sounds like i have a penis or something. or like i put a teddy bear on top of one of those little wooden platforms with a giant spring underneath and sent it flying... dear wyatt, im going to change my background again. sorry. love, zoe. so the little skater punk boy actually turns out to be an indie genious. yeah, i guess the sewn up pants and skate shoes led me wrong...but today...this boy...dylan...came up and introduced himself to me. it was so cute. and he is cuter. and then i melted. UPDATE: so now i officially hate my life...I just got back from the dentist and i of course i knew i had to go today...but i totally forgot what for. So then my mom reminds me: FILLINGS. 2 OF THEM. yeah so i dont have any cavities (zoë doesnt get cavities) but i had these weird spaces in between my teeth where they didnt grow together right. hmmmm ok. but yeah. fillings. i groaned, but i didnt really cry until i realized that they were going to have to numb me WITH NEEDLES. OHHH MAAAA GAAAD. my dentist is my friend's dad and he is really nice. i was able to sneak a peek up his nose. his nose hairs are turing gray, poor guy. and i also was able to watch 1/4 of the princess diaries on these cool glasses thingies. the movie in no way compares with the book, however the ugly girl in it has a really pretty brother.... oh yeah. my cheeks are numb and puffy. both of them. yeah, eff that. ok...so i dont officially hate my life...but maybe about 1/3 of it. the end.