I’ve tried. I’ve done the whole legitimate thing, I’ve tried nine-to-fiving, watching DVDs, being faithful, learning to cook, that whole decent thing. And it ain’t my style. So…I’m getting my dreadlocks back.
The thing with being a citizen is, if you’re faking it, it just ain’t worth it. Really, I can’t be arsed to visit the barber every two weeks and ask for a Number One, it just ain’t me. So I’ve decided, stuff this, I’m not cutting it again, keep an afro till it’s long enough to twist.
I’ve also decided to blog the process, with updated progress photos of my crust. So when ppl ask me how long I’ve been growing my locks, I’ll be able to say, look it up.
And no, it still won’t make me a Rastafarian.