Hair school is going well, I learn TONS everyday, but I still can't seem to figure out how not to cut myself with the intensely sharp scissors. They're like a death trap, waiting to happen. (If you are/were/ever will be my client, disregard that. They're completely safe.) That should be a nice resource when a burglar walks into my house and once he's taken all my knives, I'll pull them out like my secret weapon. Sucker wasn't planning on stealing from a hairdresser! Ha!
Plans for the week: Posting inspirational quotes from rap songs, such as "Never mind what hatas say. Ignore 'em 'til they fade away!" to remind us it only matters what God thinks. Also, "Can't turn a ho into a housewife. Hoes don't act right!" to remind us not to be ho-ey if we ever wish to marry. These are just a few treasures to soon adorn our walls. Should be fun times, yes?