a long time ago now
Lately I've been trying to motivate myself to grow long hair again (For any wifeless, sisterless men out there who may not understand the long hair, short hair cycle, sorry; it's inexplicable. I mean, I could try to explain it. Actually, I'd be willing to barter if someone wants to explain to me (1) what's so great about fireworks and (2) how a car works.). So I took out my graduation pictures.
And found this one of me, No. 6, and my academic gown and hood (three cheers for the hood, as long as you're not being choked by it!).
Look at how small she was!
4 comments:
I was so cute, when I was a baby...
I totally get the long hair short hair deal... I want to cut mine but start to berate myself on how I spent time growing it out... I don't like my own hair short necessarily but at least a trim. Then wonder if I'll change my mind at the salon... Are we just freaks when it comes to hair? If it's short you get mad you cut it because you realize how much you like long hair when you see your friend with it... Definetely a vicious cycle... be careful!
I've always wondered if the long/short hair thing correlates at all to the beard thing some guys do. (I've got an older sister, so I've seen the long/short thing, but I still have no idea how or why it works. Then again, having an older sister never seems to help me understand anything other than pain and suffering...)
I'd offer to explain the mechanism of an automobile, but if you don't even understand fireworks then maybe I should give up while I'm ahead...
I would guess that it is something like the beard thing. Except a beard doesn't take half so long.
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