I'm finally at school. I walk to where my friends and i meet up in the morning. Thinking my hair is all layed down and looking decent, Ann looks at the back of my hair and points out that there is a piece of hair sticking out in like five different directions. i automatically ask her, "Do you have a straightner?" She replied, "Oh, yeah, cause i just carry a straightner in my magic box, which is in my back pocket" So i finally start to think and finally i decide to put on my beani, altough three minutes later i'm told to remove it. I sit in my chair, listening to the teachers horrible teaching, till Ann walks in, " Here's a straigtner, I found it in my magic back pocket".
Bad Hair Day
May 22, 2008