Finally had to do that haircut, and of course, just a couple of weeks before the summer break. The cut was cruel, I wrote down "they shortened me by 90% of the scalp". The usual thing that you can't convince the barber to do it any differently than what he does to everyone else, plus it was probably dad behind me giving hints to the old čika Mita... So I swore revenge. Sooner or later*.
But that was yesterday. Today it's School's day (why didn't it happen in april or may? hmmm... right, I wrote VI instead of IV in the date. So still not june.). The accordeon orchestra did a couple of songs (doesn't make sense to have us pick six or eight instruments and chairs, take forever to start and half of it to vanish, for less). Oli Boj was dancing something with a tambourine.
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In a way, it did happen, within just five years, when such show of force was done on me the last time, in december. By the end of the school year I had a beard. And they didn't try to touch me any more, lest they push me "to the dark side". Letting me grow it was the lesser evil.
4-VI-2020 - 7-VIII-2025