But I’m only HALF bald.
Disclaimer: I'm sick as a dog, so I apologize if I make even less sense than usual.
I don’t know if this is mandated by society or what, but I have spent a good deal of my time trying to comprehend the place of a woman here, now. Am I expected to be caring? Proper? Chic? A babe?
I know that I am: hasty, careless. I am crude, quite often engaging in potty humor. If I dress to anything, it’s that 90’s grunge junk, but even that doesn’t quite fit. And I’m definitely not the darling 99% of men are looking for.
I am going to be a nurse. Why am I doing this? It doesn’t seem to fit with my personality. I would be a doctor, I really would. I just don’t believe in myself. I suppose in that way I am living up to today’s teen-aged girl – cupboard tears; Russian roulette with my personality.
beauty doesn’t trump Personality.
So, to what I was going to write about:
Why did I shave half my head?
I’d done it before… so I wasn’t TOO scared. Actually, I wasn’t scared the first time either.
Oh man, for heritage’s sake. The Choctaw part of me writhes in the poison of corporate America. American Indians were here first, though shaving half the head was probably a male thing.
Locks of love, a chance to give
My friend Becky was shaving her head. I really was happy to hear that; she had much better reasons than I. Something about modern superficiality. I wish I could say I want to dedicate more of myself to school and religion. But at least she didn’t have to do it alone.
I’ve always wanted to shave half my head. I haven’t ever seen anyone else do it
Weird, but I think stubble is attractive, even on the crown
It’s liberating
I use half as much shampoo
Y
I hate beauty.
Am I still so sure?
I don’t regret it one bit. I was a little tentative at first, shown by my refusal to wear a hat. There were a good deal of double-takes and stares. I walked by a seated group in the commons, and someone grunted “freak.” I can’t explain very well why I like this, and to be quite honest it succeeded in upsetting me at first. I was mollified when I went to my friend’s house last night and one of his roommates said levelly – “Hey, I like your haircut.” It met with everyone’s approval there, and they meet with my approval. I felt profoundly calm. So yes, I am still sure.
Unfortunately, every pro has its con. Iadaiada, but my number one outside my family hasn’t called me back about this new development as of yet. This, if anything, puts a stopper in my sense of free-fall