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MAKE UP MEMORIES
Posted onWhen I was a teenager, young, shy and without any kind of self confidence…
Ok let’s write this again.
When I was 14, six whole years ago!, I just didn’t like myself.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not madly in love with the way I look now.
But years, experiences and a couple of special words helped me to appreciate what I have.
Make up, while not being the most important thing in my life, helps me accept my appearance, highlighting my best features and hiding my flaws.
COLLEGE. YES, IT’S HAPPENING. Two of a kind vol I
Posted onL. and I finally started college.
Sadly, we’re not attending the same course, so we can’t see each other every day.
And, even worse, we had to face a first-day-of-school by ourselves.
In this post I’m going to tell you how my first day was and L. is going to do the same very soon.
We’re starting a new series, along with the Weekly Pick! one, in which we’ll talk about the same subject with our different point of views.
Anyway.
The day before my BIG DAY I was a wreck.
In my mind I had huuuge confusion.
What to wear?
Will I make new friends?
Will I find my way in the various classes without getting lost?
Will I like every course I have?
Will I make myself ridiculous in front of everyone, spilling my coffee on my books?
Should I wear lipstick?