Show must go on... even with curls involved ;-)

I must have reached a new level in my life. I don't really know whether it is stress, happiness, Tesco value rice pudding in my menu or respect towards my very very good friend Liina- but to the point- my hair is getting curly. I don't just mean slight waves, but real curls on my forehead. It is funny to look in the mirror in the morning and even more i understand Liina's struggle.. the hair doesn't want to stay where you want it, but where it wants itsself. It also made me wonder, how far is the time, when i wake up in the morning with dark skin :-) I would like it though...

Then from the latest news- a real life-size bitch moved to our house. It can be dangerous to cough while she is taking her nap... and if there's a know-it-all in the world, it must be the person i've just met. Good, there has to be someone who knows best, but i keep on doing my terrible mistakes and continue ignoring. I will probably get punished, but better punished than obeying stupidities. Show must go on... even with curls involved.