Don't matter what you're saying. Don't matter what you do.
I was nervous for no apparent reason. I was right about the girls. Gossipy and horrible. It's not bad though. I'm far too quiet for my own good. I know, that's SO out of character for me. It's not like I can relate to anything really. Whenever I do get into a conversation they just end up asking me about Alaska a whole bunch. Whatever.
I know it's only been 2 weeks, so it's a bit early to be celebrating, but I'm currently at the top of my class. I've aced all the tests and homework, I have perfect attendance(which really shouldn't be a big deal at 2 weeks, but I'm the only one that does in my class), and I'm very efficient at all the haircuts we've done so far. I did cut myself yesterday though. It bled a whole bunch, but wasn't a big deal. My instructor actually congratulated me and told me I was officially a real hairdresser.
We're having a St. Patty's Day party tomorrow. We also have a new neighbors that just moved in today. I'm thinking I might invite them over for a few beers. The one I've met seems alright. I wasn't really feeling like doing anything tomorrow, but I got dragged to the liquor store with the roommates. Their drink line up was fairly abominable. They were just gonna get some peppermint schnapps and call it good. I ended up picking up stuff for Irish Carbombs. And a case of beer. One of our friends is bringing over jello shots and whatever else. What can I say? I totally make the party. As per usual. I'm so awesome. And very persuasible.
I know it's only been 2 weeks, so it's a bit early to be celebrating, but I'm currently at the top of my class. I've aced all the tests and homework, I have perfect attendance(which really shouldn't be a big deal at 2 weeks, but I'm the only one that does in my class), and I'm very efficient at all the haircuts we've done so far. I did cut myself yesterday though. It bled a whole bunch, but wasn't a big deal. My instructor actually congratulated me and told me I was officially a real hairdresser.
We're having a St. Patty's Day party tomorrow. We also have a new neighbors that just moved in today. I'm thinking I might invite them over for a few beers. The one I've met seems alright. I wasn't really feeling like doing anything tomorrow, but I got dragged to the liquor store with the roommates. Their drink line up was fairly abominable. They were just gonna get some peppermint schnapps and call it good. I ended up picking up stuff for Irish Carbombs. And a case of beer. One of our friends is bringing over jello shots and whatever else. What can I say? I totally make the party. As per usual. I'm so awesome. And very persuasible.