"..One more fuckin' love song, I'll be sick."
Yeah.. I'm amazingly alive. I'll jump right into what's happening at school, and then branch off from there and talk about how amazingly.. not amazing my life has been.
So, I phased out of phase one like the Friday after the first of November. That was in and of itself, a terrible nightmare. Going into it, I wasn't nervous or anxious.. Not really anyway. I scored an.. 92 or a 94 on my Final, so I was pretty sure of myself going into it. I wore wide heeled short heels, and I had adjusted the insole just right so that they were extremely comfortable to wear. I also looked super cute. As long as it was professional to a degree, we could wear whatever we wanted. Within set 'guidelines' of course. You had to wear a white button up shirt, with suit pants, and anything else had to be black/white and/or red. I had on a white button up shirt, with a black lacy tank top under it, casual business suit pants, a mid-waist belt and those heels. I used a curling iron to wave my hair and had my makeup perfect. Within 30 minutes of the phase out, I had stepped funny and unaligned my insole so my feet were in a lot of pain. We had to stand nearly 9 hours straight. No, I'm not lying. We go from 8:30 in the morning to 5 in the evening. We get two ten minute breaks and a 30 minute lunch break. It actually helps when we get into phase 2 though. The first Tuesday after we started phase two the teacher, who is the biggest dick-asshole-prick-bitch I think I've ever met, was giving us the low down on how things work in his class.. dropped this bombshell that I think made me and my friend's heart self-implode. We were to go out on the floor, able to receive clients, right after lunch. I got my first client that day, and although it was just a shampoo and a straightener style, and she wanted barrel curls. I'm still not completely sure how I could have pulled that off, but apperently you can.
My next client was a dude who just relocated for physical therapy, and he wanted a electric buzzer cut. And me being my usual self, was like, "oh, I know how to do this. Easy as pie." Well, yeah, it's easy, but if you're not taught how to put your electric clippers together, things can go south fast. My freaking guard flipped off, and I didn't notice I was still buzzing his hair as I watched the guard fly off. And he had wanted his hair buzzed all to a 3, I think it was. He had a patch of 1. Imagine, you want all your hair buzzed to 3 inches, and a patch of 1 inch.. I freaked out a little on the inside and ran and got my teacher. Had I been thinking, I could have deduced a fade was still possible. But I'm still not completely sure how to do a 'fade'. I cut my grandpa's hair, and she(my grandma) wanted it to taper at his neck, and I had to stand there and think about it, but I figured out how to do it. By damn, and I did. He wanted it, if I remember correctly to like 5 or 6 inches, and I just used that one all over, and then at his neck line, I used the 1 and went down the curve of his neck to create that tapered look. Maybe it was 2... but I think it was a 1.
I also did re-cut my cousin's scalp lock. You shave the sides and back and leave the 'scalp' really long. I trimmed the long bit and then shaved his head again down to a 1. I did a damn good job too. I was all proud of myself. Them being my family, they slipped money in my pocket as I was leaving. I also trimmed my older cousin's butt length hair. His hair was SOO wiry, I'm surprised my cutting shears cut through it. I had planned on doing my two cousins, but my grandpa was like, "I don't like waiting 3 hours for my hair person to do my hair, will you cut it, Sessy?" "uh.. how do you want it cut?" "Half off and cleaned up." "O__o"
That is actually what he said. Half Off. Bah. I should have shaved one side of this head.. :p
I think I'll end this blog, it's taken me too damn long to type it out. I'll edit more, like the crap that's happened in the last month. But the library is wayy too damn warm, and I'm wayy too damn sleepy. It's like perfect, I could find a chair near the door and just seriously fall asleep. It was snowing here, and all cold outside.
35 degrees, to be exact. Hopefully the weather'll cancel school on Friday again, so I won't have to phase out, I can go to my dad's work openhouse and celebrate matsumoto hideto's birthday in appropriate fashion :D
Ending thought: *buries his head under the covers*
"My Feels! Last night my feels were happy, and then my feels were sad, and now my feels just don't want to get out of bed."
