Konbanwa mina-san~!
So the last post I made was kinda bewildering, well to me it was. I've decided to leave my future up to the person that gave birth to me. I am certain that she will make the right decisions. It might seem as if I am not interested in my future, but, truth be told, I couldn't be bothered. As long as I'm having fun, I don't care. I realize that it's a very childish way of thinking, but, I'm not quite ready to grow up yet. It feels as if someone has thrown me into something incomprehensible. I cannot at this point fathom what is going on around me. The bubble I use to live in has slowly decayed around the edges and exposed the world for what it is. I'm scared.
I play the role of a pacifist when it concerns my future because I do not want to make the wrong decisions, you could say perhaps, that I'm passing the blame and responsibility onto someone else. I guess I am. I've spent an exorbitant amount of time having fun, but, the time has come when a decision has to be made concerning my future, and, it could either be detrimental or beneficial towards it.
Well mina-san, I hope none of you have to go through decisions like these, they make you old before your time!
Since I love having fun and spending my money on frivolous things, I decided to scout for a nail art place, and guess what? I found one! 5 uru cookies for me! My eyes gleamed with excitement when I entered the store, I'm sure the shop lady thought I was ADHD because I had a manic expression on my face. I bought lace nail stickers, art nail decoration, nail polish, nail pens, rhinestones and fabric lace. In total it cost me R400, considering I bought other things as well it was a 50/50 bargain!
The light green bottle of nailpolish (the one on the right of the dark green) looks like this when you paint it on:
The quality of the nailpolish leaves much to be desired, but, I can't complain, after I took this piccu my index nail finger broke, I've been sufferring from brittle nails recently, so, my nails tend to break when they feel like it. Considering this country doesn't sell, well known nailpolish brands and when they do, they colours they market are absurd, so I can't complain. Pastel colours have caught my attention recently, so, when I saw these beauties I had to buy them. Pastel don't look garish and they look great in all seasons, so, they never lose their appeal or become outdated.After my exquisite nai art spree, I had to replace my facial wash and everything else that accompanies it. Why you ask? Well, I was using Yardley's Oatmeal products because my skin is sensitive is to any type of perfume or fragrance. One day when I walked into my favourite beauty shop, I merrily walked to the beauty aisle or whatever it's called. I spotted my facial products and as I slowly tried to grasp the beauties, a nasty label lashed out at me, it read: "NEW AND IMPROVED!Now contains cranberry AND oatmeal" To this I immediately gasped and said "my oh my, sounds interesting" then lurking amongst the ingredients of cranberry extracts and vitamins, PERFUME! Yes, it read perfume, at first I thought someone was trying to be spiteful and at any minute they would jump out at me and say "I got you good!" but, to no avail, nobody jumped out at me, I then came to the conclusion that it must've been time for me to change my facial products, and, indeed I did. I settled on Placecols facial for combination skin, it contains no perfume and it's all natural.
Though it's all natural and alluring, it ripped my hello kitty purse out of my hand! It cost me R5oo! For three products it cost me THAT much! After I sulked and gathered the remnants of my hello kitty purse, I realized great skin comes with a price, and I needed great skin. So, at the end of the day I spent roughly R900. I of course had to hide everything, so nobody would suspect that I spent the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
When my mum came home, she was carrying gifts, my eyes immediately turned into saucers and shone with excitement. She gave me the honours of ripping open the fruitful delights. Someone had bought her a box of assorted Ferrero Roche and Belgium chocolate, atleast that's what I thought it was, take a look:
They were so yummy. They danced their way to my stomach. It might seem like I was enjoying myself thoroughly during my shopping sprees, but, I was writing exams during this time, exam stress sucks. Exams have ended now and winter school commences to torture me slowly, too bad I'm a sadist if I was a masochist I would have thouroughly enjoyed it. =p I have many more piccus, but, I'm too lazy to upload them now. ><>
