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I always get my hair cut at the Gene Juarez Academy in Northgate at home so every time I go home, I have to think seriously about whether or not I want to do anything to my hair while I'm there. Thus my priorities when I go back to Seattle are:
1) Reassuring my parents that I am a chaste and holy child who is doing good things while in college
2) Having hawt secks with Donald
3) My hair
I'll be going home soon and this time I can't decide whether I should cut my hair again or start growing it out. I was actually very fond of my last short haircut but people tell me they like my hair long. My old roommate Minh, in particular, was kinda mad at me for cutting my hair so short this past winter.
Short?
Okay, I found I don't have any pictures of my last haircut while it was still fresh so all of these are from facebook. If you took any of these pictures and are reading right now, thanks.
Long?
I know that last one is kinda dark and not so useful, but it does show how monsterously tall my then-14-year-old brother is. He's now 15 and he's probably even taller. Wtf, mate. Also, I do not know why my family decided we should take a picture in this hilariously ghetto hotel we stayed in one night. Unfortunately, I don't have any pictures of its ghetto glory, like the California-shaped plastic plates on the doors that stated the room numbers and the name of a different hotel than the main sign.
If you would comment, I'd really appreciate that. Thanks!
1) Reassuring my parents that I am a chaste and holy child who is doing good things while in college
2) Having hawt secks with Donald
3) My hair
I'll be going home soon and this time I can't decide whether I should cut my hair again or start growing it out. I was actually very fond of my last short haircut but people tell me they like my hair long. My old roommate Minh, in particular, was kinda mad at me for cutting my hair so short this past winter.
Short?
Okay, I found I don't have any pictures of my last haircut while it was still fresh so all of these are from facebook. If you took any of these pictures and are reading right now, thanks.
Long?
I know that last one is kinda dark and not so useful, but it does show how monsterously tall my then-14-year-old brother is. He's now 15 and he's probably even taller. Wtf, mate. Also, I do not know why my family decided we should take a picture in this hilariously ghetto hotel we stayed in one night. Unfortunately, I don't have any pictures of its ghetto glory, like the California-shaped plastic plates on the doors that stated the room numbers and the name of a different hotel than the main sign.
If you would comment, I'd really appreciate that. Thanks!