So two weeks ago, I received my first haircut in Japan! Now when my sister had went, she had told me about how she had such a fun experience going to the beauty parlour with her friend and blah blah blah haha (just kidding France, I love you!) Anyways, because of that, I was really looking forward to going there and getting my hair cut. But a lot of my friends had gone to the surrounding ones and had gotten bad experiences. So I held off on it as much as possible.

Now, since I've come to Japan, one of the Mongolians, called Tselmen, had a pretty cool haircut. This is the kind of haircut that isn't accepted as appropriate for most people in Japan, but it was still cool. And I was surprised to find out that he had done it himself! I gave him compliments that he had done a great job and joked around that he should do the same for me! But apparently he didn't take it as a joke. Every time he would see me after, he would ask me when we were going to cut my hair, and I would answer I haven't decided what kind of style I wanted yet. I was kind of scared and I knew him well-ish but not enough to trust him with my hair haha.

But one night, after studying until about 12 o-clock, I bumped into him going to the showers with his hair cutter. I asked him was he was doing, and he answered he was going to fix a little bit of his hair. Then he asked if I wanted to cut my hair at that time, and that right now was the perfect time. So at about 12:15 A.M., on a Sunday night, I walked into our dorm's shower room to get a haircut from a Mongolian I barely knew. You know you're crazy when...

The whole thing took about one hour and a half, and we debated many times on how we should cut it, considering the fact that I had curly hair and that I was part of the judo club. It turned out pretty well and I was glad with the result. It was a new hairstyle I had never had before and yeah, why not I thought?

I've been getting A LOT of compliments since, so I guess I'm not the only who likes it. Even guys that passed by me during the festival where calling me handsome in Japanese. Now that's something that will go straight to your head haha.

Now I didn't get the same experience my sister did, but I got my own one and was this ever nerve racking. I didn't know him too well, but somehow, I knew I could trust him. That's one beauty of being in Japan.