Rock'n them dirty locks

I just want to say for the record that I hate grad school apps. I hate personal statements. I hate writing samples. I hate compressing and uploading file after file. I just want to watch Finding Bigfoot and stuff my face. Is that too much to ask? I blame the grad school process for my fatness and constant slovenly appearance. With the amount of work that I have to do, my standard of cleanliness has definitely suffered.

          My poor dirty head of hair. I mean the first 2 days, it’s all good but it’s when you hit day 3 that things really start to go downhill and you can no longer wear your hair down and still have it pass as clean. This is when you are forced to throw your hair up in a “cute” messy bun (or at least you’re telling yourself its cute), and you dare someone to make a comment about it. Day 4 of not washing your hair rolls around and people start to question your health. When people start asking if you feel okay then you know the jig is up. You have to bight the built and just wash your damn hair, which some people may not realize is an hour long commitment when all the washing, brushing and blow-drying is said and done. As if life wasn't exhausting enough, I have to commit to an hour long process just to have clean hair? Ain’t nobody got time for that.

         The best part of this whole dirty hair issue is, when you finally lather up the old mop top and dry and fix it, you feel like a million bucks. You strut around feeling like a goddess. No, better than a goddess. You feel like a goddess who is wearing a brand new pair of panties. You feel unstoppable.

I must admit, I am on day 4 and I’m kind of hating myself. The only thing keeping me going is the thought of how amazing I will feel after I wash my hair tonight. But that is still several hours away and right now I am just that sad dirty haired girl at Starbucks who clearly has had too much caffeine and not enough sleep.  However, I don’t care. I am completely committed to getting myself into grad school no matter what it takes. Right now I have to get another personal statement knocked out no matter how gross I feel.

             There has been several occasions when I felt like giving these grad school apps the middle finger and just giving up but I know that one day I will be happy that I did this. Sometimes you just have to hold your dirty haired head up high and keep on trucking and know that the hard work will pay off in the long run.