It's one of those moments when a I-FEEL-SO-GOOD-I-NEED-TO-SHAKE-IT-OFF song comes around. And when I mean shake it off I meant by dancing like a pro. And I really feel so cool. I really feel like the world is non-existent and like I fantasize that I'm in Starking or some concert along side SHINee or something like that. Or even my senior. Yeah. I feel great. I feel that I AM the best as I am low in esteem juice.
THEN. THE ARMAGEDDON STARTS.
I was all dizzy and face blinded by my hair, i HEARD SOMETHING SNAPPED.
IT WAS MY HAIR BAND. From Kistchen. DO YOU KNOW I MUCH I LOOOOVED THAT HAIRBAND. Holey shit. My big assed feet stepped on it and I broke it.
Duct tape and UHU glue won't recover that poor chica. But it's better than nothing.
Somebody be a darling and send me a beautiful new hairband. *HERPDERP*
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