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I went with Olivia, Laura, and Carolyn to get haircuts from Helen, this really nice lady in Bartlett. Normally, being like my mom, I don't like people to talk to me during haircuts because it feels so forced. They're like, "So. Do you live around here?" and it's just awkward, but it wasn't like that with Helen. She talked and I talked back, but it didn't really feel like obligatory chatter. I went first and my hair looks pretty good:

Laura went next and giggled almost the entire time she got her haircut; she had a lot of fun and her hair looked really good when it was done. Between Laura and Carolyn's cuts, Carolyn's aunt came and talked to her, while another lady had her hair relaxed (by Helen--we were all getting our cuts done by Helen). Then Carolyn went, and while she did, this big huge tall guy with long hair and long grasshopper legs came over and sat by us and listened to our conversation (complaining about midterms next week). He was friendly and laughed at our jokes. After Carolyn's cut, we all went back to school. The End.