Locs

Hey friends. I know..this is strange. Two posts in a week, but since I'm on a 4-day fast from Twitter (it's so hard), I'm able to get a lot more things done. Anyway, this post is about my hair. I have finally decided to go ahead and proceed with locs. I attempted to loc my hair in July 2008, but then I changed my mind in June 2009 and combed them down (meaning I untwisted all the hair so that it would be loose). I did this for several reasons. For one, I wasn't ready for the commitment. I had never had an afro or anything, and I still wanted to experiment with natural hair. Second, I went to a black church college homecoming and every 5 people had locs. It was overwhelming! I felt so normal that it compelled me to take mine out! Well now that I have finally made up my mind to lock my hair, I'm really excited about it and I can't wait for my hair to grow! It's going to be exciting and I'll try to keep you guys posted on my progress. I just hope that my locs are long and bountiful by the time graduation comes....

Ahh... I love locs!

Graduation countdown : 781 days

The Roaring 20

So it's been over a month since I blogged. And since then, crazy things have been happening in my life. Somehow, I still manage to get up and keep things going (thanks to God). It's something about age 20 that I'm really not liking..but anyway, one of the big things that's happened to me in the last month is that I've cut off a very long friendship and it's affecting me a lot differently than I thought it would. I've been friends with this particular person for about 6 years and dated them for a number of those years. Even though we were done dating about 2 years ago, we'd still been somewhat romantically involved for no reason. It was going nowhere so I decided to end it in a very deliberate, serious manner. I wanted to guarantee that we would never fall into the same trap again. And it worked. I haven't talked to him since and I don't think that I will. I didn't expect to miss him at all, but I do. He was usually the person that I talked to when my life was crazy, and he helped me get through lots of rough situations. So on one hand, he was a good friend..but at the same time, we would cross the "friend" line and it would make things very awkward and unhealthy for both of us. How can you ever move on if your relationship with your best friend is unhealthy for a new relationship? Sometimes I guess you have to move on and do what's best for both of you, even if one of you doesn't understand it. Oh well...you live and you learn.