Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Day 3

I was 4 minutes late today. And yesterday. And the day before. I am literally 4 minutes late everywhere I go. No matter what I do, I'm still 4 minutes late. Bravo.

The very first thing I noticed when I walked in was that at the end of each row, there was a beach ball. A few minutes into class our instructor told us that we were going to play volleyball. She said she liked to do it because it helped warm us up and get the circulation in our hands going, but more so because she thinks it is fun. Obviously tossing beach balls around class is fun! I hit someone in the face. Further validation that I'm not going to make friends in class. Did I mention she played music during? I started my morning with volleyball and Lil' Jon. She always plays music while we do anything that's not lecture. She's just freakin cool.

Then we sat down to do our book work and lecture. Everyone hates lecture in any school I've ever been in. Why wouldn't you? It blows. But somehow I don't get bored. Maybe it's because what we are learning right now is all stuff I'm familiar with. Or maybe it's because I'm just happy to be there after the six month struggle I had trying to get into school.

After a while, she had us close our books and get a piece of paper out. She asked us 29 questions on what we've learned so far, and we just needed to write the answers. It wasn't for a grade, it was just for us to see what we need to study. I missed four. Some people in class were just like "I don't know" before she even got started and didn't even make the effort. They just sit there and do whatever. I wish people like that just got tossed out of class. Just because you're the one paying for your education doesn't mean you can be like "suck it" when it comes time to do something you're too lazy to apply yourself to do. Sure, learning about disinfection and bacteria may not be what you think of when you think of cosmetology school, but your beauty school fantasy does not automatically render this information useless. These are the people that will contract Hepatitis from a pair of scissors. Spread viruses from client to client. Because they are careless. I just don't get it. I don't care if we come to class and have to do shadow puppets that day. I'm giving 100% and making the best damn shadow alligator you've ever seen. I mean you'll think that thing will bite your ass.

Education is a privilege. One I almost couldn't have. I guess that's why it pisses me off so much. I just have no tolerance for people who don't have determination in their soul to be the best they can be, or who don't take initiative.

And that's my daily rant about humans in America. On a lighter note, one of the questions was "Who protects employees in the workplace?" The answer is OSHA (Occupational Safety and Health Administration), but someone blurted out "Jesus?" HAHA! Not quite, but very funny! Not everyone in class sucks. The girls in the front row are funny like that. And there's a girl behind me who seems nice and is so pretty. She reminds me of Nia Long.

We have a 30 minute break at 10. I really need to start bringing lunch to school. Homegirl be starvin'! I just sit in the break room at a table alone. I wish I had friends to sit with.

After break we got to work on our manikins. We are still working on pin curls. We are having an evaluation Friday-we have to do the whole head in 30 minutes. Last night I was up until about 2:00 practicing my technique. Instead of rolling the hair around my fingers from the end up, I place my two fingers at the base of the hair, wrap the hair around my fingers, then pin it. Once I started doing it this way, I was pin curling my way up Naomi's hair twice as fast as yesterday. Last night I timed myself at 43 minutes. Today in class I did it in 27! When I got home I put some in my own hair! Can't wait to see how they turn out tomorrow morning! I'll probably have Courtney Love hair. Boo.

To close, I wanted to share this with you. My instructor has something motivational written on the board every day. And I really liked this. I asked her if I could take a picture of it for my blog, and I said "Maybe it will inspire someone". She said "I hope it does". I hope it does too.


  1. that's a quote that speaks to me.

    1. Every day she has a quote that I really love. It's never some corny dumb quote. It's always a good one.