Harvest time again, chop chop , off goes my hair .
Board practicals from today, that is one of the reasons for the aforementioned calamity.
I hate writing like this, but i cant help it, just comes out the way it is. Growing hair is hard work.
Gotta fend off parents, teachers, gardeners et all to let it grow to an appreciable length, and then after approximately 3 months from the last haircut will come a somehow inevitable blow from below. Its either being sent home or the threat of flunking or even worse, making a bad impression. Dunno if this thing has a backdating feature, so i can post my past. hey, that sounds good.
About Me
- Wayward Listener
- I write when im extremely sleepy, extremely exhausted,etremely depressed,and at one instance when extremely in love. im adept at hiding my mood at times, but at other times i lose this skill,i laugh a lot, like to make people laugh, i like to grow my hair, i dislike plastic people, mannequins ,have a few good friends, hate shallow people, and at many times get the feeling that im the only one getting the joke.
I have rights, wooohoooooo
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