In this picture I'm waiting for anyone to come, my hair is wet and therefore arranged so as not to drip on my shirt.

Today I was a model for students, I agreed to have my hair cut by pupils of my fellow student's beauty school. It is far away from me (a bit more then an hour) and they took two hours to do a very simple haircut. Moreover, I had to wait for no less than 3 (three!) hours. I expected not to be very amused so I'm not even annoyed. Even though I got a haircut that was totally different from what I wanted. What I wanted was to have ends cut and to have the edge arranged in a raggedly artistic way. What I got is the edge cut in a simple and, well, solemn manner. My hair reached my bum at it's longest and now it's a bit below the waist (that was the desired length actually).