To tame a mane

...is apparently not possible for my mom.

As you all know, I now have short, scruffy hair that is ambiguous to the point of resembling a small bush, yes?

Well, my mother has finally tired of said hair's middle parting, and has for the past week attempted to tame it.

The weapons of mass hair-taming (and results) in an attempt to get Jac a side parting in chronological order:
1. Water + clip.
result: hair spings back to usual scruffy place. Clip breaks from hair spring force.
2. Hair gel.
Result: Hair decides to spike itself to resemble a very angry and thorny bush.
3. Hairband + hairgel.
result: head resembles a plowed field in which to grow rows of corn.
4. Vigourous combing + Frustration of a hair concious mother.
Result: hair looks like it suffered an electric shock.

Thats it so far. I have noticed that my crowning glory tends to enjoy standing up by itself whenever it is attacked by The Mother. Perhaps it was a very sensitive cat in its past life. Whatever it was, my mother has now declared that she dosent care what it does; she will prevail against it's scruffiness.

Excuse me while I hide my head and scruffy hair where my mother cant find me. If I come to school bald one day, you all will know what happened.