I don't have common sense - I have uncommon sense

Eating: Chocolate Ice cream
Drinking Nothing (I should go get a bottle of water... never mind, laptop froze so I got some water)
 Listening: Family by Noah Gundersen from Sons of Anarchy ( love this song, it's mellow and beautiful... but it reminds me of my ex, so it's bittersweet)

My goal for this thing was to post every single day. The happenings of cosmetology school, and daily life now that I'm in college..
So, I'll recap the first, and second day and hopefully get a post done for the third day.

The first day was a whirlwind, you're kind of thrown in, in the middle of class and told to follow the rules without knowing them in the first place. 
The two highest ranking staff at the building is Ms. Thomas and Ms. Sharon. Ms. Thomas is the registrar, and Ms. Sharon is a regional director. We found out both my mom and Ms. Thomas are from a itty bitty town in north Texas, and finding someone else from Friona, TX is rare, so she remembered us and we went beyond professional conversations. Like talking about streets and how they are "cousins".
And Ms. Sharon is a funny, southern black lady. She's loud and I keep thinking she's mad at me because she yells. That, and to sign in we use a finger print system, and apparently, I kept doing it wrong. Putting my finger wonky on the reader and she talked at me loudly telling me I wasn't gonna be able to sign in since I was putting my finger on it wonky. I've only been unable to sign out ONCE and it was because the computer was slow and didn't want to read anybody's fingerprints. So HA take that. 
First class is Hair Theory. When I got in Tuesday, they were talking about the running a salon business. The different types of salons, like franchises, booth rental.
For Phase 1, the other class we take, a practical application class. But the first day, we learned about germs and how to get rid of them, and Cocci. And the different coccis. Strep, Staph and things like that.
The teacher for phase 1 is Ms. Wanda, another southern black lady. She's fun because she gets talking and sounds like Madea. She's funny and I enjoy her and her class. 
I've already learned the cliques, and who not to talk to or even bother with. I've kind of made a friend-acquaintance. I can sit and talk with her if I have nobody else to sit with and talk to. 

Nothing much else to say about Tuesday, we had vocab and study questions for Hair Theory. We don't get homework for Phase 1, but I found out today that I completely forgot a set of homework questions. I just handed in the homework I did and went on, I wasn't going to freak out about it, what would be the point?

Anyway, yesterday, for Hair Theory we had a guest speaker. A man who sold Shears(the scissors hair stylists use, we can't call them 'scissors' though) and sharpened them for people in salons. He also demonstrated different types of shears. You wouldn't think so, but the shears that normal hair stylists use, are all above $200 dollars. The ones I want are relatively inexpensive, they're $230, but the ones I want are Swivel thumb. They spin freely from the thumb hole. The shears the school gives you aren't exactly top notch quality. They're just plain, basic ones. I'm glad he came and talked to us. I wouldn't have known half the stuff he told us. But because he was there, we didn't have real class, which meant no homework.
For Phase one, the first thing we did was take a test on bacteria. The chapter we studied the day before.
Then we learned about manicures and pedicures. We watched a video and then had to give and receive them.
We had an uneven number of pairs, and since one of the girls had already gotten one, her partner(also happens to be her older sister) was partnered up with me and the younger sister had been the guinea pig of the teacher. Oooh was she pissed that I got to get a manicure from her sister. Well, yeah, she sat there and complained and griped and talked about the teacher. Then, she back talked Ms. Wanda. Oooh, that girl really needed to grow up. So I got one by the older sister and she was totally freaking out while doing the manicure. Forgetting steps and shaking. She also got anal about getting every bit of polish from the sides of my fingernails. Anyway, she accidentally poured too much oil in the lotion for the massage. I don't like oil. Not unless it's used for other things. She basically lubed my arm up well enough it would slip in and out of nearly anything. And I was laughing/crying/internally freaking out so bad. But yeah. Then we both had to do a manicure on one hand and that was fun. Me and the younger, angry sister had to share products. Which was fine with me. It was whatever. But she complained the whole time how stupid and annoying the situation was. The model(Older sister) was like, "this is weird but.. not bad" So we finally got all that done and class was over. 

Today, we had a test for Hair Theory. That teacher has a salty/crusty personality but I like her to some degree. She reviews tests. Ms. Wanda does not.
Anyway, we had a test on the last chapters(by the way, I got a 85 on my bacteria test) Took the test and went on. The test was basically all we did. I later found out I got a 95% the Hair Theory test. Woot.
Then we went on to Phase 1... I can't remember what he did for the first part of the class, but we were learning about acrylic nails and pedicures. I was supposed to do my pedicure yesterday but I didn't get it done. I took a long lunch because today was my last appointment with my therapist. She's ending her residency at the office. And since I was going there for free, we had to figure out what to do.
My therapist didn't know I was able to start cosmetology school so she was excited for me, and she kept saying how much progress I've made in just the little while I've gone, she's seen such a difference.
Anyway, yeah, I might have to stop until I can get insurance. But yeah, got back and they were watching an Acrylic Nail demonstration. After the video, we were given a page that we had to paint acrylic nails onto plastic sheet cover. The chemicals to make them are so strong, we were all high as freaking kites. But it was fun. I'm not so good at it. We practiced stupid nails for 3 hours.
And for tomorrow, we're taking a test on 4 chapters ;_; Then we're going to start acrylic nails on each other. I'm scared. I'm not very good at it. But hopefully I'll get better. We got that finished and did our cleaning duties, and then left.

So, things are okay. It's fun, but it's work, there's a lot of things to remember. It's actually easier than the Early Childhood Development class I took. Probably because I like it better.
So, I've typed a lot, it's taken me three days and I'm exhausted. It's time to get ready for bed.
Usually I end each blog with an ending thought, but I'm too tired to think about it, I'm sure nobody is too broken up about it. And with that, good night.

Ending Thought  "Now, I am here, all alone, still reminiscing about the times you're here... wondering if you'll be back again." Gackt's December Love Song (English)