Saturday, April 3, 2010
On growing up
"Don't laugh while I'm shaving your head!" Gracie chides. "Wow, I'm never gonna get to say that again, am I?"
"Probably not," Hana replies, half her head shaven, the other half covered in Barbasol. "You might as well live it up while you can."
Some people deal with officially leaving their teenage years by playing ding dong ditch or going to the park. Hana deals with it by going bald and buying a neon-colored wig. My 20th birthday is in a month and a half, and I wonder what needlessly immature thing I'm going to do to celebrate.
"Oh, don't worry," Hana tells me, sharing a look with Gracie. "We already have something planned for you."
I fear what this might be, but for now I can't worry, because I have to go help finish shaving my roommate's hair off.