my random musings, now in words.
I have had issues regarding my appearance since my early days being a teenager.
i mean, E V E R Y O N E does, no?
never mind. i am still an ugly duckling. what the crap.
BIG HAIR, YOU WILL BE MISSED.
So then, there was the phase where my zits are popping out like crazy, but my hair was kind enough to be tame.
ok, here’s the thing.
My hair did not tame itself for no reason you know.
It just so happens that i refuse to wash my hair for 5 days, for the sake for experimenting.
FOR THE SAKE OF EXPERIMENTING PEOPLE.
AND THAT WAS WHAT I GOT.
Anyhoo, it was a trip in Indonesia that changed it all.
I never wanted to do it, because i thought i will be artificially weird with big head and flat hair.
but i know i looked weird either way.
i looked like some old lady, with that typical squinty eyes and pout,
too excited, flipping her straight hair under the fan.
I KNOW THAT ALREADY.
im changing my hair.
like preety soon, as in 4 years preety soon time.