Well, it is the official end of the wonderful family.
There’s still 5 left.. but it ain’t the same!
The hair is poof free, the undercut is retrimmed, and
I’m not bald.
Blah wah wah.
I am very quite sad, it feels weird, and I don’t like driving with my window open because I get this weird sensation of hair blowing in my face and getting in my mouth and eyes and brain. Not cool, the cool dreads controlled themselves, they knew their boundaries!
Awman, well, this is sad, I am sad. This is strange.
However, well… there is no however. In memory of the dreadlocks D:
Anonymous asked: I can't believe you're only 17!! You seem so mature and also so comfortable and confident with who you are, which is not something most 17 year olds can say. I look up to you, m'dear.
Oh boy! Dear, you know that those words you have just given me make me very quite happy?
I believe for the most part, age is just a number (Mind you; with that statement I subtract the literal psychological factors such as comparing a 7 y.o with a 30 y.o- and the very creepy factors of 7 y.o’s dating 30 y.o’s… Alright, that is a pretty ridiculous difference, but the world is strange and you catch my drift).
I think it may take time and effort to reach a comfort and awareness of your surroundings, but it’s reachable at any age. I do not doubt the fact that it still makes me smile like a banana when I hear you say something like this :) I appreciate it times a billion. It makes me feel amazing to hear that you look up to me- but just a slight reminder, remember to look up to yourself as well :)
Take care, good stranger.
This is uh, this is one of the hallways at my soon to be not but still in, school.
And this is Jessika, whom many already may recognize.
And this is my bowl hair
And this is us smiling
And this is her non existent arm
And this is ciao for now
Photo taken by Dawid
The Asian food photos are from Rae’s birthday dinner last Sunday.
However, we attempted to take a photo but the amigos kept photo bombing them. At this point, I was momentarily catching another photo terrorist about to pounce.
And that is why this photo was ruined by me.
Sorry Rae, we got one eventually though- so you can stop stressing, sweating like in the movie Airplane and crying in the corner- it’s okay
Photo taken by Corey
My pregnant sister is an eerie itchy ghost!
But, even if there was a real ghost in front of me, I’d be too mesmerized by the sublime nature behind it to really take note. So, shame, sucker ghost.
Bwahahaha, SOFIA! You’re individually featured on my page.
Well done, you have made it.
I just think… that… Sofia is aawweeessoommmeeee, especially writing her little message there.
Uhh, yay!
Photo taken by Jude
What bowl of hair!
Jess is hawesome.
I don’t really know what to caption with my photos tonight!
Photo taken by Dawid.
