Ugh, what a terrible morning

I am not in a good mood. Today is the day where I go renew my passport, then go to that school to help take care of the kids.

I had my hair in a pony tail and I asked my friend if I should leave it up or let it down.

She said up. But you know, I don't like having my hair up. But she said when it's down it looks messy. messy. MESSY. ugh. messy, what a terrible word. It means there's a mess. And messes need to be cleaned up. I hate cleaning up.


So then I had to find my community service log. Well, it wasn't there. and then i went to the embassy with my messy hair. I told my mom i need to go to a salon and wash my hair.

We didn't go to a salon. So I walked around the American Embassy with my messy hair a a scowl on my face and looked meanly at everyone who stared at my messy hair.

And I canceled the school thing. Children can't respect people who have messy hair. What a terrible morning.