Hair Stuff

When I was six or so I had the brilliant idea of getting 'cat scratches shaved on the sides of my head, complete with a big 'J' shaved into the back. Now, I thought this was the coolest thing ever and continued to do this most of the way through elementary school.

A bit later, for pretty much the last part of middle school and high school, my hair was pretty blah. I tried using gel and spiking it every once in a while but generally I was too lazy and just had a generic haircut and didn't try to do anything to it at all. I was your typical non-descript teenage dork.

My first year of college when I was eighteen going on nineteen I thought it would be cool if I let my hair grow out. In all reality though, it was probably because I didn't want to spend the money to get my hair cut. My hair ended up getting to about the length where it covered my eyes. Eventually, I reallized how much of an idiot I looked when my friend took some video of us hanging out.

Now, I'm twenty three. For the better part of the last six months or so I've been dying my hair blue. At points I want to actually want to style it, spike it up or something, but I never seem to get around to it. I think I dye it mostly because I used to always want to but never could because of the jobs I had. Sometimes it get faded out though and my friends call me 'old man Jerry' because it starts to look almost grey in the right light, but being 'old man Jerry' is just the price I have to pay I guess for having awesome hair.