it breaks my hea-a-a-a-a-a-rt
On Sunday I visited Eero Aarnio's exposition with my boyfriend. It was paradise to me.
EVERYONE should feel what it's like to be inside the "Ball Chair" It's such a unique experience..
And then today, I got my hair cut again... I get this crazy urges to cut it.. and then I do, and then I regret it, but here it is. (don't mind the horrible, sick looking face... I have the flu, and I'm tired)
I believe that the lady that cut my hair made me a French Poodle hair-do
Yesterday I saw someone try to commit suicide... however, a man managed to make her come down... But then it made me laugh because she wanted to jump off the first floor... and that's just dumb... if you're going to jump, at least do it from a height that'll kill you... I think she just wanted attention.
On another funny note about this, the very great firemen arrived AFTER they got her off the ledge. SO yeah, if you have an emergency in Mexico City DON'T CALL THE FIREMEN... Ambulances and police are OK, they got there on time.
Oh I'm reading Cecelia Ahern's P.S. I love You and every page makes me want to cry... I'm loving it. I decided to drom Istambul, because it's too descriptive to read in in a school period. I'll finish it when I get some vacations.