Well.. 😂 So it was a school's party and I asked one of the squad to put on some lipstick for me (I don't know how to do it alone since I've never used makeup before). I felt a bit awkward at first but I liked the colour, so I kept it on. Anyways, so the discipline committee teachers stop me and ask me to get it off, considering it's a very dark colour compared to my pale skin and that I should put a lighter one. I didn't want anything to ruin the day, it was my last day, so I took some tissues and went to the restroom. The thing is, it was matte, and there was no freaking soap or anything that I could use. I tried water at first but it spread all over my face like bloody murder, and someone was knocking at the door. I knew I had to get it off now. Here comes the embarrassing part... 😂💔 I found bleach, right there in the corner, and legit poured it over a tissue and started getting the lipstick off. It was burning but I didn't stop. Few minutes later, I got rid of the lipstick, but my face, all of it till my chin was bright red. I was this 👌 close to panicking, so I ran out, hiding my face and called my best friends for help. And dear Lord, they were mad! 😂 I was panicking and between the scolding and frantic worried insults, one of my friends dragged me to a washroom, forced me to wash my face with water 5 times, dried it and got me a lip gloss to put on my burning lips. And yeah, I was stupid as heck, but I just found out how my friends act when I do something stupid and hurt myself. They are always there to help, so I'm sorry, guys, I love you so much. 😂❤️❤️
Yes, you know it the moment you think back to it and your mind just considers the deed insignificant or relatively ineffective to you this second. It will take time, a lot of it, but it's possible.
What would you do if you woke up to find yourself alone on Earth?
I'd go through three different stages of reaction. The first one would be a phase of complete shock, confusion, and disbelief. The second one would be that period of time where I question the purpose of being the only one left behind, sadness or grief too, possibly. And then the last stage would be making sure whether I am really alone or if there's at least someone else somewhere, and set out to look for them. It's hard to comprehend being alone on such a vast planet, unbelievably impossible to survive if you ask me. Plus, I'd be clouded with the fact that the moment I die, humanity fades from existence once and for all. And that's terrifying.
I'm thinking of going live on Instagram and talking to people and strangers about some serious stuff, but no one is going to watch, except a lonely user looking for entertainment and, I'm out of topics. So yeah, life sucks