Last night there was hail. Today, there was rain. For those of you who know me, I LOVE rain- all types of it- heavy pouring rain to the little drizzles. I was ready to go to my internship this morning and y dad was nice enough to drop me off to the train station to avoid getting more wet than I need to. While I was on the train, the rain was drizzly, but nothing too bad. As I got off the train the drizzle started to turn into an all out war between sky and the ground, and the sky was winning-hands down. I was VERY thankful I wore my poka-dot-rain-boots (BTW: they are AWESOME!) knowing that there were probably going to be numerous puddles throughout campus. Unfortunately, I did not have an umbrella. I usually carry one in my bag at all times, but for some reason, it was not in my bag today. So, I walked through the campus through the treacherous rain for about 10 minutes before I got to work.
I was a bit worried while I was walking and my worry is kind of silly- and VERY girly. I was worried the make-up I put on this morning would be smeared and gross looking by the time I got to work. As I walked into I work, I headed straight to the bathroom to do any touch-ups and reapplying of the makeup and much to my surprise… nothing was smeared, running, or looked bad. It was as though I did not walk in the rain. However, every other part of me, hair, coat, pants, were ALL wet! I looked like I got out of a shower with my clothes on.
So a big thank you and shout out to MAC Cosmetics. I don’t wear a lot of make-up but when I do, I can always count on you to make me feel pretty, even when it rains :D
A random rant:
I am getting really frustrated with my guitar- Jeremiah (that’s His name, and yes, its a boy!). It’s an Jasmine Takamine guitar that is probably about as old as me if not older. I got it as a gift when I first started playing 6 years ago, and I am thankful I had a guitar to play with while I began to learn the tricks and musicality of guitar-ring. The guitar was in pretty bad shape when I got it, warped wood, holes, high action, etc., but I was grateful to have something to play. As I continue in my writing, I have begun to get frustrated with Jeremiah. He’s sounding worse and worse everyday. It’s really discouraging while writing and practicing for various things. I now find myself moving to the piano a lot more, which is nice, but it’s not the same.
Here’s to hoping I one day get that pretty (and VERY expensive) guitar I play in my dreams in the near future. *sigh*
