I just checked my grades and I am thrilled. I got an A in my Art History class and a B in French.
I’m taking French this summer and my goal is to get an A.
Daughter covers Daft Punk’s Get Lucky and does it well.
Also, if you ever get the chance to see Daughter live, their lead singer smiles her way through many of their songs and is blessed with a wonderful voice.
The most ridiculous polish I’ve ever painted my nails. It’s OPI’s Jinx, from their Bond Girl collection.
My last final was today. I celebrated by watching Sliding Doors and drinking a lethal gin drink. Now on to two weeks of break (besides some working) before my summer semester starts.
I think I did pretty well on both my finals, but for some reason I made some dumb mistakes. I thought The Water Bearer was a painting by Rubens. I also couldn’t remember the Creoles for the cultural section of my French exam.
Of course, I’ll never forget those things now.
I was in a car accident a couple weeks ago and even though my chest still hurts and I have bruises on both breasts, I’m starting to feel much better. The scariest thing was how quickly everything happened and how much the airbag hurt. The airbag opened right on my chin, cutting it open. I wasn’t driving, and it wasn’t my friend’s fault either. The hardest thing about recovering from it has been getting my energy back. Oh, and my range of motion has been shot. I tried to workout at the gym only to be met with searing pain on my left side. I’ll be laying off the heavy lifting for a couple more weeks.
Other than that, I have my finals this week then a two week break before summer school. Also, I go to the same place every Sunday for brunch and today one of the bartenders called me by my first name (I don’t know his) and it was nice. He also gave me some Fernet on the house. I’ve never had it before, and now I want more of it.
This is my getting ready for work face. Also, do yourself a favor and go buy the Dior eyeshadow palette for summer. Pale greens forever.
Working
Some nights are dead at work, so my coworkers and I clean our makeup stations and put makeup on each other. Or we talk about celebrity gossip. These days I still dread going to work, but I know that someday I have a much different career and I won’t have to deal with customers that look at me like I don’t know what I’m doing. Don’t get me started on all the ladies that wear foundation way too dark for their skin.
Sometimes you need to post a picture of your freshly groomed dog because you don’t have anything else to share.
