So the other day I decided to get a haircut, and the Korean I was with (Sojung) insisted I get a perm.
The hairstylist was a really really nice young guy who didn't speak any English. He sat me down in the chair and proceeded to cut my bangs REALLY short, in a style which I specifically said I did NOT want. :-p Oh, Korea. The rest of my hair he made all complicated and layered, so I was happy about that. (At one point he wanted me to close my eyes, and he said, "Ears... Put - down!" and I totally understood. I deserve a round of applause, here.)
Then I spent the next 2.5 or so hours sitting in curlers with machines rotating around my head,
Anyway now I have ridiculous hair that I would never have in the States, but Korea makes me brave. About a lot of things. *cough*
On New Year's Eve I went to Itaewon to meet Jethro. We had a really chill time at a coffee shop before heading over to his Hapkido practice. That was actually pretty fun to watch, and now I'm inspired to take a class like that myself. Jethro surprised the hell out of me. That man can really move butt in there...
Jethro and I debated for ages on what to do the rest of the night. My problem was getting home early enough to get some sleep before leaving for China in the morning. I called the magic number of 1330, and they told me it'd be extremely difficult to get a cab back considering it was the holidays. So, we decided to just head home early... I'm really sorry to Eric for not meeting up with him. :-( I hope he's not too upset and that I can still meet his "friend" before she leaves.
Anyway, off to China in about 8 hours, so I better go to bed. 我不是中国人!! Fuck yeah that's the only thing I can remember from my semester of Chinese.
