Vanity

I don’t even know why I’m writing this but I’ll do it anyway – besides, I always engage in pointless rambling so there is no need to make this post an exception.

So, here it is. My hair is falling.

Such a stupid, vain, irrelevant, shallow thing to write about. I’m ashamed to admit that I’m bothered by it. Why should I care? Why should I give a damn about it? I can wear a hat to keep my head warm, what do I need hair for? Exactly. And yet, for some reason, I’m sad about it. Perhaps it is because my hair is one of the few things I like about my own appearance. Again, why should I care? Why should it matter? As much as I’d love to I can’t erase its importance. It’s not the world to me but it’s something. I’ve always been rather ignorant about my looks and tend to find other things far more interesting. When meeting new people I value their thoughts and opinions, not what they look like. That applies to me as well: I like to think there is something more interesting about me (if not my persona perhaps my interests at least) than the way I happen to look.

It’s not that I’m going bald right away, I’ve still got hair but it’s getting much thinner and I’m afraid it won’t stop. If it doesn’t, I hope it’ll keep falling slowly so that eventually I won’t care.

There. My first post about looks ever. I hope I’ll never write another one.

Final Chapter

It’s been a long time – far longer than I intended. I could always say that I’ve been busy with schoolwork but the fact is that my course projects aren’t making much progress either. Why that is I do not know. I guess I’m keeping up with my schedule quite nicely (as I usually do) but I just feel like I’ve been doing nothing at all. But then again I always feel like this if I’ve got just one unfinished project and now there are three, two of which are very important to me (but not likely to prove successful in the end, though). I don’t know, maybe I’m slowly becoming a lazy student.

Anyway, let’s take a look at the bright side of things.

I did something wonderful a couple of weeks ago. One of my favourite bands, Gregorian, had a concert here in Finland and I went to see it. I started listening to this band when I was nine years old (such an odd thing to listen to as a kid, I know) and I’ve seen them once before. Since they’re probably not going to continue with the band anymore this was the last chance to enjoy their music live. I loved every single moment of their show, it was so beautiful and full of energy. Those guys were also really fun, making jokes with a slight touch of self-irony, something I always value high. They performed many of my all-time Gregorian-favourites such as The Raven, Join Me and Moment of Peace.

Did I cry when they finished? Yes, and I’m not even ashamed. That says something.

Here’s a link to one of the songs I consider Gregorian’s best. Do yourself a favour and listen to it:

Gregorian: Raven