I saw my papa for lunch today and I asked him how his day was but he changed the conversation and pointed out that I look like I have a big head when I wear my cap. I do have a big head, I think. One time when I was in year 8 or 9 I was sitting in the front row of class and a guy behind me commented that he couldn’t see the whiteboard cos of my big head. lmao. He then said I was a “boofhead” which was my first experience with a word that i’ve since come to love.
I did have a massive Jewfro in his defence. It made my head look a bit like a microphone. At the time I felt such a high level of anxiety and freaked out, but I got a haircut that arvo and felt better. Now I just find the whole thing funny tho – I was wondering around with this “Screech from Saved By The Bell” aesthetic down pat without even knowing it. I wish a bell saved me in that fkn moment back in class, though – was stuck there with my boofhead for another hour lmao.