I see what you did there, fingerwaves.

I wholly understand why my teacher said this very day while she was still a student, is the day that made her want to quit school. 

Jesus christ, it's such a simple concept, too.  But for some reason, it's so fucking difficult.

Finger waves, you son of a bitch.

I ended up getting it FINALLY, towards the end of the day. 

But then we did rollers.  Uggghhh, those are obnoxious too. 

It was just a lot in one day, and while I work extremely well under pressure, the perfectionist in me becomes frustrated over things like that.

But it was the first time I've ever done anything like I did today. 

It's really easy to become self-defeating when you have days like that, and that's exactly what they were warning us about--- so I kind of had to sit myself down and say "hey, you have 1600 hours to become the fucking master of this, don't sweat it.".

I HAD TO SCREAM IN MY CAR THAT I WOULD DO GAGA'S HAIR AND WORK AT FASHION WEEK. 


It's part of why I love their attitude so much.  Whenever someone in class says something negative, they have to say an affirmation about themselves.  In present tense.  "I am the best hairstylist" is thrown around a lot.   I can tell some people think it's ridiculous and silly to say shit like that, but you have to fucking believe that in order to really succeed. 

It's such a competitive industry, and so you have to know that you're the pokemon master of it.  You have to know that you're better than every single one of those people, because if you believe it, you can become the best.  

I really like homework tonight, though.  Collage time.

CHEMISTRY AND SCIENCE TOMORROW!  (mildly excited, actually)   And then color week is all next week.  I can't fucking waaaaait for color week.