Dread That Nappy Ish Up, Throw A Shell In It...

So... I have this Natural hair... and it's really thick right... so last night I took some locking gel, my fingers, and about 3.5 hours of my precious time and installed a head full of starter dreads. DOOD when I looked in the mirror I was thoroughly impressed, they are so friggin' cute. BUT there is a potential dealbreaker: I miss my 'fro. It's not only taken a while for it to get to its present length but also for me to accept it. Granted, there are still people who assume that I'm militant or making some sort of political statement by wearing my hair in its natural state, but in all honesty I stopped perming my hair because after 20 years of chemicals, hair dye, pressing irons and constant combing it just couldn't take it anymore. I also felt that I was trying to hide something (namely my roots) everytime I rushed to the beauty supply to purchase a relaxer. I do have that appreciation for what God gave me, though, and I truly feel that this is how I am supposed to rock my hair... it's pretty dope. But back to the dreads. So far they're being held in positive regard by people I come in contact with. But ultimately...it's my head...and my image... so I just might listen to the still, small voice which screams, "Locs?! RIIIIIGHT..."

In other news, I'M GOING TO GRADUATE. I'm not saying this out of arrogance, but determination. This semester's particularly tough and I don't think it's a coincidence that it just so happens to be my last semester in college. So yeah... despite what financial aid and all these professors who insist on administering lethal amounts of homework, projects and exams say...I'm gon' get my degree! HAHA! And out of respect for those who had to fight for African Americans to have an equal opportunity at a decent and fair education, back to studying I go boi...

And, oh, one more thing. Nikki Jean has some really dope music. Kinda makes me wanna go bike riding on a warm sunny day. Check it out... PEACE