the big surprise

Good afternoon.

I am writing this post to inform everyone who reads this that in two days time, I am going to shave my head. "What? That's not a big deal." Well, infact, it is! For about three years now, I have been known for my incredibly long, nice and different hair. It was one of my finest points, and well, among thingss, it was what people would remember me from having. But, as of late, i've decided that the hair, MUST GO. A few reasons, really. One would be the constant judgement, I mean, straightening my hair instantly labels me under anyone's eyes, even the elderly as 'emo/gothic/scene/depressed' Though if it gets too long, i'm told I look un-employed and homeless. Though if it's too short, or left curly. People criticise my intentions for not doing anything to my hair. Toppled with my hair constantly being in my face, becoming a thick thatch overnight. Requiring constant attention and $40 a week in products a week, It has become a hassle and a grade a hinderence. I am indeed over it. I'm a different person then my long, illustrious hair. So it's about time I showed that, and I will. I'm planning on getting an all-over number two, with some groovey shaved patterns in it. I.e, my name, some of those cool lines and x's on the very top of my head. Though having no hair isn't popular at the moment. It'll grow back, popularity isn't what i'm aiming for, and this will put my mind at ease. Shaving heads in associated with mental breakdowns, I assure you, I am not having one. I'm also certainly hoping I don't end up looking like the crack addict formely known as Brittney Spears. So, Saturday, good-bye hair, good-bye old James! : )