A week ago, my father and grandfather raised heck about all the facial hair I had, and questioned me several times on why I hadn't shaved. Honestly, I just never felt like it and didn't mind it all; but grandpa wanted it gone. Dad gave me 2 disposable razors and said I better have it done when they see me again.

OR WHAT?! No really, I just didn't wanna do it. Don't think I could've anyway. No shaving cream and I couldn't buy any at the time. XD So my face is still hairy when I see them again. I had said I was out as more of a lie to get them to stop talking about it; but to my surprise, my grandfather takes off to the bathroom and throws a perfectly new bottle of shaving cream at me, saying I need it more than he does. Meh. Fine. I'll use it. Eventually. Of course I didn't say that out loud.

I used it this morning though. Woke up around 1, couldn't get back to sleep, and something just compelled me to do it out of boredom. So I shaved for the first time in 2 years today. Does it feel good? Hell no! I couldn't get all the hair for one, and two, my chin is ON FIRE! DX I've been itching and burning on my face all day. I was thinking about trying again today to get the rest of it off, but screw that. IT BURRRRRRRRRNS! ;.;

I was just told too that I'm supposed to apply more shaving cream when going back over areas. Makes sense why now. Anyway, that was my little adventure. Now I go back to trying to ice my face. ;w;