Yesterday, I was looking through my old blog posts and realized how lame I used to be (in before anyone says “you still are!” haha). I was actually cringing as I read through posts after posts, not just because of the written content but also because of the ever changing pictures of me over the years. While I didn’t really look too different from the face down (besides my clothes), you can really see how my hair style has changed through different phases of my life.
I thought it would be kinda interesting (although super embarrassing) to explore and chronicle my hair styles over this past decade to see how I got from point A to point B. I’m going to warn you right now; there’s going to be a lot of fails coming up. Be gentle on me, alright? 
Pre-2000: My “Unkempt/Fluffy” Middle School Hair Phase
Middle school version of me, rocking that Old Navy T!
Up to this point, I never really cared about how my hair looked (obviously). I didn’t feel the need to brush or put gel in my hair when I went to school. I would just wake up and hope that my hair wasn’t sticking up too terribly.
Eventually, I had enough of my friends making fun of my bed hair, so I decided that I really need to start using gel and combing my hair in the morning. After several trials, I manage to get my hair to cooperate and part down the center without any hair sticking out the back:
Success?
Not too bad, I thought. It was a clean look, so I continued on this style for the next few years. However, I did some more experimenting, the outcome of which lead to probably my most embarrassing hair years of my life (thus far). And so it began, my high school years.
2000-2004: My “Colorful/FOBish” High School Hair Phase
I remember exactly what started me down this path. My mom, after looking at some Asian magazines, told me to try growing out my hair and dyeing it. Apparently, that was all the rage over in Asia and she wanted me to start the trend early over in the US. At the time, I still trusted my mom’s sense of style, so I followed her advice.
Initially, I just dyed my hair to see how it would turn out. I picked a burgundy color and my hair ended up like this:
Don’t mind that shell necklace (I thought it was kickass back then!)
DAMN!
Yes…so in hindsight I probably should have stopped myself from getting to this point, but I kept on being encouraged by girls who liked how soft my hair was. All my female friends would constantly brush their fingers through my hair in school and I guess I took that as proof that my style was hot! Urgh.
Anyways, I did eventually start trimming it down to a more manageable length. It started off gradually at first, but by my senior year my hair was medium length and parted with some highlights left over from my past dye jobs:
Why was I trying to look so hard?
Eventually, the color wore off and my hair turned back to my natural black hair:
Thumbs up?
Just like before, when I had to transition to my parted hair style, changing to this new hair style proved difficult at first. When I initially loped off my hair, my hair wanted to curve down like it was used to when it was long and parted. This was the result after my first hair cut (brace yourself again):
2004-Present: My “Spiky/Dragonball Character” College Hair Phase
In order to combat my hair, I had to use A LOT of hair gel to control it so it would stick up instead of fall back down. Looking back, I realized I probably went a bit too overboard with the product:
My Goku style, as one friend has labeled it
The gel use has calmed down intensely since those pictures were taken. I now use a minimum amount of gel in my hair, since my hair can now naturally sticks up after all these years of gel-overload. My hair length can still vary though, depending on how long I wait in between haircuts.
It can be very short…
. Ever seen someone string a racket? Here’s a couple of pictures of me working on one:
. If I’m lucky, I won’t feel that need for a while.
). Although I’ve gotten used to being alone and it doesn’t quite bother me as much as it did say a few months ago, it doesn’t mean I don’t occasionally have the urge for things such as those described in this song. 
Ahh damn it! 
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