Listening to: Battle Scars - Guy Sebastian ft. Lupe Fiasco
I finally went to get my facial done, as well as painted my nails today. Facials are painful for me and they dont make my skin look pretty afterwards. Angry and irritated skin makes no one look good, honestly but my skin has been feeling so clogged recently that I have no choice but to get a facial done, before I get a full breakout.
I did something symbolic today. I painted my nails red, a color I have consistently avoided when choosing a color at my usual manicures. To me, red nails are symbolic of maturity and more precisely coming of age, now that I'm close to reaching 20 years of age. How time flies when one is always constantly busy.
It still seems surreal that in 20 days I will be done with Design School and going on forth (hopefully) with university. After 3 years of studying Apparel Design, I am unsure if I would like to continue with the same course of road. I would be the first of those to do so in my family line, all my aunts and uncles have chosen safe, wise choices like business, engineering and accountancy.
Which leads me to my dilemma , is the road less travelled, really a better route?
- Blood Red