Dona do meu nariz

Hoje eu mudei!!!!
Fiz um corte de cabelo bem diferente e FIZ UM PIERCING!!!
Ficou legal. Márcio foi comigo, super fofo.
Mamãe ficou horrorizada. Antes de eu ir, ficou pedindo pra me olhar bastante pra ela ver pela última vez meu nariz do jeito que ela fez.
Vovó achou que ficou bonitinho e mandou tomar cuidado pra não infeccionar.
A fotinho tá aí do lado, o que vocês acharam?

Musiquinha para comemorar:

Dont Rain on my Parade
by Bob Merrill and Jules Styne

Dont tell me not to fly, Ive simply got to.
If someone takes a spill, its me and not you.
Dont bring around a cloud to rain on my parade.
Dont tell me not to live, just sit and putter.
Lifes candy and the suns a ball of butter.
Who told you youre allowed to rain on my parade.

Chorus: Ill march my band out! Ill beat my drum!
And if Im fanned out, your turn at bat, sir.
At least I didnt fake it. Hat, sir. I guess I didnt make it

But whether Im the rose of sheer perfection,
Or a freckle on the nose of lifes complexion,
The Cinderella or the shiny apple of its eye.
I gotta fly once. I gotta try once.
Only can die once. Right, sir?
Ooh life is juicy. Juicy and you see
I gotta have my bite, sir.

Get ready for me love, cause Im a comer
I simply gotta march, my hearts a drummer.
Dont bring around a cloud to rain on my parade.