Contrary to popular belief - I'm not that weird
Here are some photos from my insane study-for-the-dreadful-exam-days. It went a little too far this time. Somewhere between insanity and physical pain. I felt some weird stuff in my chest. Not warm and bubbly - the thing you people call love, instead buring and aching. Insane part, I will come to that, check out the pics.
Guess how many Energydrinks I consumed, I'll give you a clue, these two weren't the only ones.
Now to the insane part. I decided to take a 15 min break and do some manicure, you know do some creative stuff for relaxation. However I already have 2 months old nailpolish, because I find it sexy with flaking off nailpolish on my nails and it irritates my mum to death (she thinks I look like a prostitute). But I realized that I was out of cottonpads for the nailremover. I don't know how I could run out. Cottonpads are my life.
Anyhow, instead of breaking down I thought that TP was out of the question, it will cruble and be a mess so I came up with the brilliant idea to use a tampon.
Epic Fail.
But I manange somehow to get it off. And I did some creative stuff with different colours and patterns. But to the later problem. I'm very restless and impatiant person. Not a good characteristics when you do manicure, I'll tell you that.
Looks even worse now, the flaking off has been developed to scattering. I donno if this makes any sense, but lets just say that my nails looks like the bluemangroup and their siblings, the rainbowgroup (double rainbow all the way :) has been fornecating with eachother - messy, gross and illegal.
Guess how many Energydrinks I consumed, I'll give you a clue, these two weren't the only ones.
Now to the insane part. I decided to take a 15 min break and do some manicure, you know do some creative stuff for relaxation. However I already have 2 months old nailpolish, because I find it sexy with flaking off nailpolish on my nails and it irritates my mum to death (she thinks I look like a prostitute). But I realized that I was out of cottonpads for the nailremover. I don't know how I could run out. Cottonpads are my life.
Anyhow, instead of breaking down I thought that TP was out of the question, it will cruble and be a mess so I came up with the brilliant idea to use a tampon.
Epic Fail.
But I manange somehow to get it off. And I did some creative stuff with different colours and patterns. But to the later problem. I'm very restless and impatiant person. Not a good characteristics when you do manicure, I'll tell you that.
Looks even worse now, the flaking off has been developed to scattering. I donno if this makes any sense, but lets just say that my nails looks like the bluemangroup and their siblings, the rainbowgroup (double rainbow all the way :) has been fornecating with eachother - messy, gross and illegal.
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