Some of you will freak out when you read this. Or like it. But most likely freak out. I have d r e a d l o c k s. We sat in the living room in Flamingo's co-op for more than 4 hours, combing, rubbing and waxing my hair. Now it smells like coconut surf wax, feels like a woolen helmet and looks like stripes of a sandy dusty blanket. I guess that I won't get anymore comments on parties about my pretty hair (the soft red curls have been replaced by tight wired locks). Bomber and Accio seemed to be cool with the dreadlocks, but the boys next door were dreadful. Not a white chick with dreads! Personally, well, I just couldn't resist something new and exciting. Where else than in California? I will put ribbons and seashells in the hair and look like a hippie mermaid. And then, when I need to get a real serious job as an engineer after graduation, I might think about brushing them out, or shaving my head :-0. Although in my business, as a female programmer, when companies want to be creative and innovative, I'm not sure that dreadlocks is a negative thing on a work interview...
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