Guess what I did today?
I cut a boy's hair. Yup. All by myself.
It went kinda like this:
I was over at his house playing games, and somehow we started talking about how he needed a haircut. I think I joked about taking scissors to his head to make him look funny, and then he told me I could cut it if I'd like. I didn't think much of it until the game was done and he asked me if I'd be willing to cut his hair for him... I kinda ho-hummed a non-commital reply since I wasn't exactly comfortable with the idea of him trusting me that much. But then he got out the hair cutting kit...
and I proceeded to nervously cut his hair. (Only I tried really hard to hide my nervousness, hehe).
And guess what? It actually looked pretty good when I was done!