Crowning glories.

Some teenage selfconscious whining;
Damn. Never liked haircuts. I don't think I ever will.
In recent memory, I've only ever remembered getting 1
decent haircut. Bloody hell. But then again, even though
I don't have fantastically long and shaggable hair, at least
my skin's almost 100% pimple free! And that, I think is
a great achievement in itself.

*beams* Funny thing, pride is, don't you think?


I think my body's compensating for the haircut, by clearing up my
skin to compensate for my loss of shaggability (no more long floppy fringes).
Bah!

Perhaps I should go back to that Perenakan restaurant, with their -oh so cheap and
succulent- cuisine, impeccable service, and a waitress that checks me out,
even though I was doing my best to appear as scruffy as possible.

I guess there'ssomething about an unshaven man, with hair that's this long, in
berms and an over
sized jersey, chatting happily with his parents over dinner that's terribly sexy, eh?

Nevermind the bad skin, becca doesn't think that it'll be a hindrance. Heheh...
And I'm a person who highly values opinion; coming from a complete stranger who's
only seen my pictures? Ah...

On a completely related note,
at least with my crop cut so short now, my brain's starting to function
per-normal again. In fact, it's working 300% over normal working parameters.

Imagine this, your brain's so abuzz with activity that within 15 minutes of
sitting in front of the idiot box, you drop to the ground and pump 30 in slightly
less than 40 seconds. Than you recover, think of a million and one things to write
about, get so frustrated by the overwhelming chain of thought that you drop to
the ground and pump 30, this time in slightly less than35 seconds. Rinse and repeat for
about one hour, untill you get so piss tired that you fall asleep instead.

My brain's a hive of activity again. I'm bloody loving it.
Now, maybe after tuition, I'll go out, see how effective my short crop
is at diffusing my phermones. (Okay, okay. Technically I know it's just pubic )
hair that disperses phermones. But hey, I'm special, yea? My chest, arm, leg, etc. hair
work in tandem with my crowning glory, okay? I'm that damn good.)

Hmm. 11AM to 3PM. Anyone got any suggestions on where a man,
on a quest for an ego boost could go to attract attention?

Damned brain's a hive of activity.