Rejuvenation

It is honestly really refreshing to start off your day with a make-up free face every once in a moon because you needn't worry about the clumpy mascara or the smeared lipstick on your face. Just one whole day of letting your skin relax and breathe a fresh air. Sometimes it can be quite irritating when you have to fight the urge to rub your eyes when they're itchy or having to apply lipstick over and over again after you're done eating or whenever it wears off. I would always face these problems because being a forgetful person that I am, or as you say it "nyanyuk", I tend to scratch or rub my eyes like crazy all the time and ended up looking like an ill zombie with dark circles under my eyes from the non-waterproof mascara which I always forgot that I'm wearing. And of course, I obviously have to go to the ladies' washroom to fix my make-up and spent probably around 10 minutes or so in there. The washroom is every girl's saviour, as I like to call it haha *flips hair*

Being a girl definitely has its own perks. The highs and lows. The pros and cons. The beauty side and the ugly side. In my case, one day I would want to dress up like a queen in a dress and high heels and be like "Bow before me, peasants" and on the next day I would be super lazy and just go out with my big ass sweaters, high bun/ponytail and sometimes even in my nightgown only, wishing to be avoided from as many muggles as possible. Ridiculous. I remember once when my best friends and I were having a sleepover and we were starving to death and thus craving for McDonald's at 12am midnight. So we drove in my car to go to the drive-thru, all four of us wearing nothing but our nightgowns only. We were hitting up that radio to the full volume with Lana Del Rey as her beautiful and haunting voice filled our heads and the entire car. In our minds, we just couldn't hold back the excitement of having to finally get that fast food and gobble it up like a bunch of desperate hungry female hyenas. However as we arrived at McDonald's, our worst nightmares became real and it slapped us real hard on each of our faces. The drive-thru system were currently out of service during that night. Which means, we had no other choice but to get out and buy our food in the restaurant instead. And in our nightgowns! The restaurants were still quite full at the time even though it was already past midnight and all four of us were literally panicking. But due to the fact that our stomachs were screaming, begging and crying out of hunger, we decided to not give a crap about our hideously dull appearances and just go inside the restaurant instead. And we did. Sure, we received a few glances here and there. But we just could not contribute any effort to give a damn because all our brains could ever think about at the time were only, "Food! Food! Food!". It was definitely the worst night of my life.

It is such a struggle sometimes to keep track and maintain one's appearances, especially if you're a girl. But I learned that you should not worry about what anyone else is saying about you. Don't let their acid words get into your head and control your life. Of course, we do have to put in some extra effort to give that good impression, but keep it to the limit and stay simple. Don't ever overdo it to the point of you having to be or appear like someone else. More importantly, just be yourself. Be comfortable in your own skin. Don't be afraid to show off your scars and don't conceal it behind make-up because make-up isn't going to last forever. Your youth isn't going to last forever. Moreover, Mama taught me to be proud of my own flaws. She told me to never hide them but instead embrace it, beautify it, wear it and be proud with it. And that is the one lesson that I am really grateful for which completely drives me to be the person that I am today.