First it was the rain. And now it's the wind. What next?? I swear, ever since I got short hair, I spent like twice as much time arranging every strand in it's proper place. I step out of the house, and BLAM!!! The wind promptly puts all my efforts 10 000 km away. (I stay on the 16th if any of you don't know. The wind is horrific at that height.) *sighs and grumbles* hahahahha...then I'll reach school trying to put everything back to normal...and just when I'm satisfied, Clovis comes along trumpeting "FLORENCE!!! YOUR HAIR IS SO UNGLAM!!!!" *sobs* I am beginning to think that he's highly exaggerating. My hair can't be that bad right. RIGHT?? Bleagh.
;and the DODO has the final say.