Asian Mafia

I really miss the days when I would cry out for help and the asian mafia would descend on me like angels from heaven to help me with such foreign concepts as "make-up" and "formals." I thought I could avoid that kind of stuff in the real world as I'm working towards the field of medicine, but it seems to have caught up with me.

To sound extremely vain, I want to wear make-up to look my age. I just don't know how. Geebus mcpheebus. And yes, it has caught up with me. "Where?" you may ask? A wedding. A friend of mine, Meredith Wilson, is getting married on Saturday and I have no idea how to put eyeshadow, liner, and mascara on properly. Okay, that might be a lie. I know how to put all that stuff on without damaging my eyes or poking out anything that I might need for survival, but I would like to be able to do it WELL for such social functions like weddings, parties, dances, etc.

Man I really do miss the asian mafia right now and I feel like I took them for granted. I should have been a better friend and hung out with them more even if I did feel like I was turning into a brand whore. I mean, I'm friends with Monica and she's the brand whore. eh. okay. I'm just terrible at all things girly, but I'm comfortable. That's just who I am. asp;dofiawerkfdafda;flsda;woiekfa. I need to fix this make-up thing. I don't like being self-conscious about something like this... Will report tomorrow after I bother the Shiseido lady into helping me use make-up. After all I've already bought a shitload of stuff from her. (face wash and the like... i'm not an idiot.)