Heynow, Heynow...Don't Dream It's Over...
Oh man.
Earlier today was breakfast club. It was all good. Except for these stupid idiots who I was sitting with - we wasted like 15 minutes trying to figure out what to pay for the bill. Stupidity is all around. haha.
Yeah...went to get the "blessed haircut of justice" today. Great Clips hires some crazy people, I think. First off, the lady kept humming the "sweet 80s tunes" being played. But then Crowded House came up. As soon as the chorus came up - she hummed while I sang, "heynow, heynow...don't dream it's over..." We had a moment together...it was magical. Too bad she's probably like 25 years older than me...and probably married...probably...
Then it got weird. Yeah...I pretty much was mollested at Great Clips. She would use the blowdryer to blow off all the hairs on the apron I was wearing. Let's just say she went over a few more times in areas that were a "nono". Then she offered to rinse my hair off after. Yeah...there was some sensual massaging of my scalp. I was ok, though. Then when I left I just felt weird inside...
haha...yeah...
Now Im back home and I just found out that the class that I wanted to take online over christmas break, "Rock History", is full. Oh cheese and crackers! Oh well, feminist philosophy is still open...that's where you get the chicks.
Earlier today was breakfast club. It was all good. Except for these stupid idiots who I was sitting with - we wasted like 15 minutes trying to figure out what to pay for the bill. Stupidity is all around. haha.
Yeah...went to get the "blessed haircut of justice" today. Great Clips hires some crazy people, I think. First off, the lady kept humming the "sweet 80s tunes" being played. But then Crowded House came up. As soon as the chorus came up - she hummed while I sang, "heynow, heynow...don't dream it's over..." We had a moment together...it was magical. Too bad she's probably like 25 years older than me...and probably married...probably...
Then it got weird. Yeah...I pretty much was mollested at Great Clips. She would use the blowdryer to blow off all the hairs on the apron I was wearing. Let's just say she went over a few more times in areas that were a "nono". Then she offered to rinse my hair off after. Yeah...there was some sensual massaging of my scalp. I was ok, though. Then when I left I just felt weird inside...
haha...yeah...
Now Im back home and I just found out that the class that I wanted to take online over christmas break, "Rock History", is full. Oh cheese and crackers! Oh well, feminist philosophy is still open...that's where you get the chicks.