Curls giving signals

In honor of the title of my blog today I'm gonna talk about how my curls actually predicted the bad day that I had... 

So, girls with curly hair have to struggle way more than other girls. Why? Well...

1. Frizz is all over the place every day

2. Weather is a major problem, (rain, cold, hot...etc) 

3. Brushes are a big deal and to find a perfect one is like heaven

4. Brushing your hair even with the right brush/comb is like hell

5. Curls are never to be tamed (not ever) 

6. We don't get to have short hair (never)

7. Ponytails are difficult to make 

8. Styling them is super hard

9. Cutting your hair is even a harder decision to us 

10. The growth of hair is almost as noticeable as a flea.

And way more reasons, but anyways.

Today I woke up and my hair was all over the place so I had like 20 minutes to be ready before the school bus arrived. I decided to take a shower so it would dry in a prettier way (or so I thought) so once out of the shower I had 10 min so I grabbed whatever I could find and run through the door. So once I was calmed I saw that not even one of my outfit decision was the right one FML. 

I got to school and my hair was a mess my clothes were not something I would have picked if I have had more time. So awful. Then, as I was walking to my class I saw my crush in the most pretty sweater I have ever seen, he looked gorgeous, and I looked like shit. I smile a little to him and hurry to class, I asked permission to go to the bathroom and try to fix something, anything I could, once I was convinced I couldn't do any better I went to class again. At recess for making things worse the bitch that I'm sure likes my crush spend all the recess with him!. So I was looking like shit and then feeling like shit, I was so pissed off. After all that as it wasn't enough I got a major anxiety attack because of my anger and had to leave the class. At the end of the day I knew it was the worst day and it couldn't get any worse. WRONG! I ended up crying to my crush of how angry I was at him and that bitch. He looked at me as if I was crazy and couldn't find anything else to say so he hugged me ( It wasn't all so bad because of the hug, but still it was a pity hug!) 

It was the worst day ever and my hair knew it since I woke up, should have listen to my curls and skipped school today.

Lesson learned!