We’re now down to hours that I’m counting. I have 10.5 hours of school left, and then I’m graduated. I am graduated and I can officially take the state boards and get licensed… and as of sometime yesterday I’ve completely checked out.

Let me clarify, when I say “checked out” I don’t mean that I’m going to just phone in my last haircuts and dye jobs. No I’m still doing terrific work on all that, what I mean to say is that I’ve given up any and every pretense at behaving myself!

Today is the day I’ve discovered that. I have a bad case of “Senior’ itis” and I feel like making some trouble. Fun trouble. Kevin kinda trouble! Today I walked around to everyone’s station and secretly clicked the little circuit break testing thinger on their hair dryers. I turned the nozzles on everyone’s water bottle to “stream” rather than “mist.” I turned on and turned all the way UP the “End of Cycle” alarms on all the washing machines. I leave the salon floor and just walk into classrooms and disrupt them for no reason at all. I no longer respect the stylist-client boundaries, I walk right up to any stylist in the room and start up a rapport with their client. “You’re a brave lady.” I would say, “She’s actually killed her last three clients. Between you and me? Don’t let her use her razor on you… it won’t end well.”

Everything I’ve done lately is with the express purpose of being a complete stinker. A harmless one, of course, but a stinker all the same.

Tomorrow is my last full day of school, and I’m afraid it will be pretty much the same as today. I think I’ll be replacing the crappy manufactured pop music CD in the “attendance room” stereo with Norwegian death metal. I will talk through the entire morning announcements and then, somewhere in the middle, throw my hands in the air and declare “Done!” and just walk out. I’m going to go up to every student at lunch and ask them for their food.

So now that I’m thinking about it, I believe it would be a very good idea to ask for my letters of recommendation very very EARLY in the day…