GOSH! Whatever I feel like doing...
Today was long...but not bad. Not bad at all. When I wasn't busy with clients, I was in that Advanced Cut and Color class I mentioned last night. It got me motivated all over again. The issue with beauty school is we get so many old hags because it's so cheap (well, day students do...the night students, get a lot younger clientele because they aren't busy with school work and all that). It gets so discouraging because when I get out in the industry the clientele I'm wanting to work on is not on old people doing perms and fucking rollersets. No, I'm targeting the younger clientele where I can be more creative and expressive. THAT's why school's been so discouraging. I mean, yeah...of course we still get younger clientele coming in, but the ratio of post-menopausal cantankerous hearing-aid wearing old people who wouldn't-know-real-"style"-if-it-shot-them-in-the-head to normal people is pretty pathetic.
That's why this class is good for me. We got into the more advanced techniques of haircutting today. It felt good, because I've already mastered the basics and all that, I just needed to move on to more my style of work and that's what this class is doing for me. He also talked about all the fucking money I could be making. I'm so stoked. It's not even funny. I mean, who knows if I'm going to continue running in this direction once I get out of school, but if I do...I know I can make a lot of money if I work hard at it. There's safety in that. I'm one for security. Not that I have to be filty rich...but if I'm going to be living on my own, I want to be comfortable.
On my way home, I was racing these 2 dudes from California...probably about my age. We were both going about 70 in a 25 for probably 5 or 6 miles. HAHAHA...I WHOOPED THEIR ASSES! RAAAAAWR!!! I rule. Lets here it, everyone...I'm awesome! VROOM VROOM, BITCH!
That's why this class is good for me. We got into the more advanced techniques of haircutting today. It felt good, because I've already mastered the basics and all that, I just needed to move on to more my style of work and that's what this class is doing for me. He also talked about all the fucking money I could be making. I'm so stoked. It's not even funny. I mean, who knows if I'm going to continue running in this direction once I get out of school, but if I do...I know I can make a lot of money if I work hard at it. There's safety in that. I'm one for security. Not that I have to be filty rich...but if I'm going to be living on my own, I want to be comfortable.
On my way home, I was racing these 2 dudes from California...probably about my age. We were both going about 70 in a 25 for probably 5 or 6 miles. HAHAHA...I WHOOPED THEIR ASSES! RAAAAAWR!!! I rule. Lets here it, everyone...I'm awesome! VROOM VROOM, BITCH!