So, after some time, I finally decided to move into a new city...

My mom is still in the old one, but I finally can see more often my dad.

I'm now living with my grandma, and the place seems good.

This City, is like another world for me, the weather is colder, people are shyer, nobody uses long hair! (Except women... obviously)...

So, I haven't finished my studies... And I was searching for a Highschool here, finally found it!

Everything went fine, UNTIL, they said, "You need to have short hair"...

My heart exploded... TWICE. (So hardcore using overused memes)

Externally I was like all poker face and just saying "Yeah, it's fine to me..."

On The inside... I was cursing the heavens and full of sorrow...

After some long time, letting it grow... I have to say goodbye to my MARVELOUS mane...

(Looked like Vinyl's hair... kinda, only, it was dark brown)

So... Here I am, waiting... My fate has been sealed...

It's that, or going back to Cali , and I don't want that...

(I'm Living in Colombia :3 )

"It's only hair, it will grow back"

Yes... But still... For me it was more than that..

Will have to take photos of it, and say... Goodbye...