I saw my first Korean gay guy! I went to this hair salon next to my house in desperate need of a trim (my hair had grown down to my bellybutton and it was kinda gross) and this dude was standing there in all his fantastic Asian glory beckoning to me to take a seat. He was wearing tight acid washed stretch jeans, a tight red and white three quarters length sleeves baseball shirt with the number 24 on it. Team name : The Slashers. Rawrrr. Some cool kicks with neon trim, and then, his hair. Hair down past his shoulders, straightened with full on side bangs and dyed that really dark yet shiny purple color. It was actually quite stunning hair. I wanted to creepily reach up to him out of my plastic bag haircutter's shawl and stroke it. But I didn't. And the only reason I didn't was because he had an equally creepy mustache trying to survive on his upper lip and I wasn't sure if the small space between us would be able to handle two such creepy moments to exist at the same time.
The moment passed and he ended up giving me the most fabulous haircut, and then charged me... thirteen dollars. What? Yes. I got an outstanding haircut, got it blown dry and curled, got to see my first gay, watch him work in those tight bleached pants, and have it only cost me 13 dollars. What a day.
on a different note-
In my reading class, we read about animals today, and I had the kids write down a pet they had or an animal they would want as a pet and here is what happened:
Joshua : (picture of a hamster with a mouth and teeth you would find on a shark) This is my hamster Sars. Sars eat door and die. He eat my skin. Sars is cute.
Max : (a picture of a black dot) This is my pet Virus named Virus 1. Virus 1 eats space. He is the color I don't know. Lions scary my Virus 1.
Hold up. One of my students owned a carnivores hamster named Sars? Awesome.