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i'm a thug with a haircut.
well, hello there.
looking at the camera is so lame.
i don't know why i always make stupid faces in pictures.
this all was in santa cruz yesterday with my best friend here at school. he and i ventured off to santa cruz because we were both bored. what you don't see here is us holding hands on the beach. but yeah, i got my hurrr cut yesterday and it felt weird, but really cool. i still can't get over the fact that my hair is so short now. also, i trimmed my beard after we got back from santa cruz, so imagine those pictures of me but with a much less bushy beard. i'm stoked on the cut the stylist did, i basically told her to do whatever she thought would look good with my hair. it turned out really cool, my hair is wavy so i can mess it up and it always looks really cool.
so i hadn't told my parents that i was going to get the haircut yesterday; they were treating it like it was just a phase. they ended up calling me a couple of hours after i got my hair cut saying that they were at my school because they were visiting a family friend in the area and thought they'd stop by here. needless to say, i shat my pants. i had been dreading telling them, but i figured then was the best time to tell them. right after my mom told me, i told her that i got a haircut. she said "WHAT????" and hung up the phone. when i got to the car my dad was quiet and my mom was crying hysterically. i told my parents the reasons why i wanted to do it for the billionth time and they just sat there. my mom kept on saying stuff like this was a huge mistake i made and that she was dead inside now. my dad took it really well though, he just had a disappointed look on his face and said that i'm a man now and it's my decision and that there's nothing he and my mom could do. my mom gets overly emotional when it comes to everything except for school and my dad is chill with everything except for school. so i basically expected this kind of reaction. later on yesterday my dad called and we just had a discussion about my hair and the reasons why i did it and why he didn't want me to do it. it was nice, it's what i wanted all along.
also, i got a drunk dial from my sister today. that was awesome.
i'm so stoked on my hair and my beard. it looks so cool, i can't wait to buy my first hat.
p.s. the camera belongs to the friend you see here and it's really shitty so the pictures look all faded