disaster

I feel rebellious today. I feel like breaking windows, destroying cars and telling old people that they suck. So I flat-ironed my hair. That's what I do when I feel rebellious. Change my hair... And not even permanent because I'm too scared for that. The only change of haircolour I do is if I spray it with some silly colour from a can - washable of course. I am a sad rebel.

My 100th entry was about sex - why am I not surprised?

Birthday celebrations tonight - salsadancing baby! Do you have any idea what my biggest problem about tonight is? I can't decide which socks I want. There was a time when this wasn't an issue - when the socks were just socks; there to be a little silly and cover the feet. Why oh why did I make my socks a part of my outfit?

My neighbours love me. Our relationship goes far beyond the normal - they play music for me in the middle of the night and I go up there and tell them how much they mean to me. They play RnB-music for me in the afternoon - I play highlights from the Eurovision history for them. I have to say I feel a bit sad now though... Their music isn't high enough for me to hear anymore...
"You actually listen to that?"
"You'd be surprised if you knew the truth..."
If you ever need a lifeline for a question about Eurovision - call me and I'll save you.