But now it’s kinda weird I guess, cause I don’t even know how I’m supposed to comb my hair without looking like a boy, haha!
University pisses me off. (Sorry Mom, I know you don’t like to hear that, ha! ) I’ve been waking up for 3 years now at 5:30 a. m to take an hour-and-a-half bus to Bilbao, so my day’s too short to do everything I want to do.
At one point having such pressure on me in every contest was slowly killing me, and I almost forgot what surfing should feel like. But now I’ve learned to appreciate everything that the contests entail, and I can say I’m enjoying them more than I’ve ever done.
I don’t know exactly who is wearing my old hair now, but I know that children with cancer meet with this charity and they help them build their own wigs, so I hope that whoever has it is enjoying it!
My new boards where looking too white underneath, so I wanted to paint something and the first thing that came to my mind was the brain, just because the emoji is pretty cute and it seems to go with everything you write… and maybe because I literally need a new one, haha.
I’d wondered so many times what it would feel like to surf without any weight on my head, but I never really thought about the idea of shaving my head, maybe because my hair felt like something that defined me.
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