the first time i shaved my head was probably in the summer of 2002 or 2003. i let clinton cut my hair for some reason (the hell was i thinking?), and i think a day later i realized that i did NOT like it, and i decided to just shave it all off. the last time i had my head shaved was probably my last year at UCSD; it was just easier to shave my head than to go out and get a hair cut, so i would shave it off sporadically through my stay in san diego, and i don't think i've gone to that look ever since.
my hair is finally falling out. well, technically not FALLING out, but its only a matter of time, i guess. before today, i wasn't too worried about losing my hair. i've been bald before, so it's nothing i haven't lived with before. i've never been BALD bald, so i guess it'll be kind of a new look. i found out that i'm starting to lose my long locks while reading an article right at this very desk i'm sitting at (the one in my room). while reading, i just ran my hand through my hair and i noticed it was collecting a good chunk of hair. so i decided to see what was up, and i just started pulling out strands and it came out like nothing! i gotta admit, i was pretty shocked. i was hoping that this particular side effect of the chemotherapy wouldn't kick in until after vince and trang's wedding, but oh well.
it's something that i knew was happening, but it's something new altogether when you actually start to see it. i've been diagnosed with cancer for about 2 or 3 weeks now, and it really never felt like i had cancer. i mean, i've felt the physical pain, and the effects that all of the chemicals/meds have put on my body, but this hair thing might be the thing that hits me the hardest in the realization that i'm living with cancer. maybe.