she must have gotten her bad taste from her father's side of the family
Yes, this is my daughter, Natalie. She's on her way to the American Idol concert. Just look at her. All decked out, ready to show her love to the stars of the show. She and her friend Jenn made four posters to take with them. They'll be in the twelfth row on the floor, and I have never seen Natalie get be so excited about something. Normally she shows very little emotion about anything, but this night of pop culture at its worst had her giddy as a school girl with a crush. Wait, she is a school girl with a crush. Ah, to be young again and find joy in pre-fabricated, made-for-the-masses crap. Where did I go wrong with her? Have I not taught her anything about good taste? Did all those moments moshing to Slayer when she was little not teach her any musical values? Sigh. I have a long road ahead of me.
And yes, that is a forced smile. Do you think 13 year old girls actually smile on their own accord?
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