Ashamed and very much out of character I must admit that I have no manicure to show you today. I also didn’t have one to show you last week… weird.. I did however finally manage to remove the pink liquid sand from last time and for the first time in a while I’m rocking naked nails. Acting so unlike myself makes me think: What is the issue, dude?!
Is my super-cute, pink bed spread in the pinkish room I share with an amazing roommate enough girly-girl-ness, removing the need for all things glitter and gold?
Nawwww.. that can’t be it.. I’m pink and girly no matter what..
Was this mega cute cookie they served at the Alice in Wonderland themed orientation enough to keep my girly-ness satisfied?
I didn’t eat it..
Frustratingly walking through my room trying to find the solution to this otherwise unquestionable hypothesis I think I stumbled upon a new-found revelation..
Back home I was
rolling in enjoying the choice of an abundance of colors and textures, brands and brush sizes and revelled in the weekly selection of polish I believed to be the right fit for that week, day, hour and feeling. I had the ability to choose, and barely ran out of options. In retrospect, the polish-overload probably helped motivate me to get through the colors and to present them on this blog, but for some reason I did not consider that fact when packing for college. Rewind 2 weeks and I believe I told myself I would purchase a plethora of varnishes once I was here, as the good-quality stuff is much cheaper in the States…
I am now at college, where late-night cramming sessions, snacking at odd hours – I have already devoured a jar of Peanut Butter – and time-management issues are actually a THING. Not even during the more or less light-scheduled orientation and registration week did I manage to head into the main part of this area for much more than a bag of grapes and some awesomely colored Fanta…
Will I ever update the dance part of the blog? Yes, as soon as I have a moment to snap a pic or two of me “Owning the Awkward” and dancing around free-spiritedly on campus.
But until those two moments are a more constant figure in my life again, and I find time to scout the city for the next best make-up deal, let me bring you up to speed with what has happened here..
I moved in last Saturday and basically refurbished the place. Pink mini-fridge, extra clothes rack and of course a tempurpedic mattress-pad were all unpacked and put away. Monday and Tuesday the task of scheduling interviews for possible classes of interest began, and we had to track around campus in search of professors and their respective offices. By Thursday we had to register for the classes we had found most appealing and by Saturday we knew if we got them or not. Administration-work aside, there were also a few student-run events like parties with giant twister, Mad-Hatter tea-parties and outdoor barbecues keeping “fun” in our vocabulary.
I also rediscovered my love for the swings.
Tomorrow day two of classes start. I will try to update more often and hope to return to my normal schedule soon!
Until then, with attitude and nail polish, Anoushé xoxo