but i’m actually stoked for school because i have so many classes with my friends (save for psychology which i’m taking not because i care about peoples feelings but i want to be a criminologist potentially)
i was going to get my haircut today, and as i walked into the hair salon i saw this super hot guy talking to my hairstylist. he had stretched ears, a tattoo on his forearm and he was wearing a beanie. of course, i was just like
and my hairstylist tells him to go wash my hair. yeah. he worked there. i was like
but when i realized that would involve a random hot man touching my head i was like
so i sauntered over and he began to wash my hair. he asked me what grade i was going into. i lied and said grade twelve.
and it turns out he was hella good at giving scalp massages. the whole time i was just like
but after it was all done. he made a comment about my blink-182 shirt.
and i don’t care what you say, but we’re getting married.
but he looked like he was in his twenties. for sure.