Frazzled hair...

There are lots of problems that come with living in tropical countries...every day It takes me about an hour to decide on an outfit. Does it look profesional enough? Will I be cool enough if its sunny? Will I be warm enough if it rains? And a new criteria that I discovered during one of my first classes....If it pours down with rain and I get soaked waiting at the bus stop, how see-through will my clothes be? Anyway my biggest problems, as always, is my hair. Since I discovered the joys of 'magic straightuh' in Korea my hair has been a dream. I could just wash it and let it dry naturally and it would just go straight and shiny. But it wasnt to last forever, and I ended with curly frizzy roots with straight ends...it really wasnt a good look. So I decided to visit the hairdressing school that my Mama Tica runs. This probably wasnt the best idea I've ever had. When I walked in the room was full of girls combing those doll heads with hair and chatting away...but when they saw me they all crowded around me and fought with each other to see who would get to do my hair. In the end three girls decided to share the job and it was pretty obvious they hadn't ever done this before because they kept referring to the instructions on the back of the straightening cream!!! In the end it wasnt that successful...my roots are still frizzy but at least now the ends are frizzy too as my hair is now as dry as straw. Also an alarming amount seems to be falling out in the shower...but what the heck it's only hair...i'm sure it'll grow back!