Bracelets and braces... or just braces (and monkeys)

I had one of those when I was younger.
Not monkey with a helmet, but braces.

A friend of mine told me that she was
talking with another girl that all of a sudden
stopped talking mid-sentence and started crying -
because the wire that connects the single braces
went off and jabbed into her gums.

There is so much pain in the world. Looking back
I can laugh about it (reconsidering it, I don´t), but as
a teenager who was about to turn 18 (yes, it was THAT late)
having braces felt like public humiliation.

But better than running around with a major
overbite for the rest of my life.

(EXCLUSIVE TEASER: Tomorrow I will
post some photos of my desk, my room, and maybe
the street where I live. Or maybe not. You know,
whenever I feel like it!)