Battle at the ROOTS....

Battle at the ROOTS....*scrolling through my calendar*

September 16, 2010 my almost big chop. I honestly didn't have the courage to do the official big chop and grow my hair back from their. So seven months after my last relaxer I cut my relaxer out. I low key didn't know what was next. But something had to give. After months of wearing weave braids to grow my hair out I was fed up. I had only wore weave once before I started wearing it during the Spring 2010 semester. I hated it. But I didnt hate it as much as attempting the big chop.

So there I sat nervous but ready for this new journey. Evidence on the floor of how many times I had started the journey but gave in to the creamed crack. Each snip made me feel lighter. I felt free from something. Just not understanding what at the time. snip....Snip...SNip.....SNIp....SNIP. The sound of the scissors reminded me that it was too late. No turning back at this point. SNIP....SNIP .....SNIP.

December 15, 2010 NO MORE WEAVE. I had my first twists put in my hair to start my loc process. I'm one of those people who hates to sit for hours. And it took HOURS. Well I may be exaggerating a little. It probably took two hours at the most. But it seemed like ages. FINISHED!! Looks in the mirror. I liked it. But I looked like my name was Craig, Mike, or Leroy. Naaaa...I don't think Leroy would have want Locs. Maybe a afro. But either way I was defiantly a little nervous about this new journey. By February one of my friends had convinced me to start consistently wearing earrings. I use to wear them as a kid. Had a little trouble with my ears so I stopped wearing them all together. This time around I gave in. I blame peer pressure. No?

Sometime after between then and now. Getting my hair retwisted and retwisted and retwisted. I realized this grade of hair that I thought to be a Lion's mane/ Brillo pad...wasn't as bad as I thought. I then realized my hair was doing its own curly thing instead of trying to loc. Do I really want to do the loc process?

Today, April 26, 2011 I'm loving my hair. But honestly this loc process is killing me. But I'm loving it so. I'll make it. I'm just going to have days where I wake up annoyed that my my whole head decided to curl up. #Yikes So I guess I'll keep battling my ROOTS...but in battling my roots I'm beginning to wonder what other races my ancestors could have been. Because this my blonde hair, light brown eyes, and light skin isn't fooling anyone anymore. Not even me.