Friday, April 11, 2008
i know it sounds crazy and it probably is a bit crazy.
it took a while before i actually turned words into action.
my friends thought i was just being stupid and that i would not do it.
i only realised the magnitude of such a choice once the machine was applied to my head and shaved off the first 3 cms of hair. but at that point there is no coming back...
as my hair dropped to the floor and the true shape of my head started to appear in front of me, i felt as if shidan was going somewhere far far away, and was now part of a past that will only return in some months :)
the worst part had still to come... i started thinking of the turnmoil (haha) that this would cause..
some comments were sweet like "it will grow back", others were more cruel like "its not you anymore".
a good friend said that it was hard to look at me now because my nose was too big all of a sudden.
my mom did not even reply to the email with the picture of my new look that i sent her. and when i called her to see how she was doing she screamed "WHY did you DO IT?"
my old man on the other hand feels it is very much the cut of a true, strong, powerful, confident man.... i think that behind all this praise for a hair cut lies his feeling that this cut is an act of support towards his group of hair-free men....
my sisters seem to care less. but all i can tell them is to get ready cause thats what their lovers will look like soon!! and it will be 'al naturale'
all i know is that as this haircut is re-shaping my social life, i am coming to an important conclusion.
it is so cold without hair on my head.
love to all.
i did not dissapear as my hair fell, dont worry!