Nails

As I look at my fingers typing this blog, I see that my nails are really ugly now. For junior function, I had got my nails done by none other than myself, (with the help of my mom and sister). My mom already bought the OPI french manicure set she only used once so there wasn't any point in setting up an appointment with a professional manicurist (is that what they are called?) that would end up costing me $65, (which is more than a function ticket). It actually turned out to be nicer than I thought, which was a relief because it actually ended up taking me an hour or so. I had no idea how many steps was needed to paint a simple french manicure. There were five steps, which you had to wait five minutes in between to make sure your nails were completely dry. Ok, maybe it took longer than it should have since I made many mistakes along the way. It was my first time doing a french manicure so I guess those many mistakes were acceptable. I actually ended up making my mom and my sister do my right hand since I was getting frustrated with my left hand capabilities. The end product wasn't perfect, for it was obvious that they were done by someone like me. Nevertheless I was happy how they turned out.

Sadly however, no one noticed the effort I put into those nails at junior function. In fact, even I had forgotten that I had my nails done until a friend was showing me her beautiful $65 professionally done nails. I showed her mines, and she complimented them; I was proud that someone appreciated these nails of mine. But it was after we had gotten back to school, so it was dark and she couldn't see how uneven the paintings were or how my right hand's nails weren't as shiny as my left hand's nails.

Today, four days after junior function, while writing this blog, I can totally see the flaws in the once half decent nails. During these four days, I have been using my hands pretty frequently, going to gymnastics practice, and getting them chlorine-ified from diving practice. Therefore, the very tips of my tips don't have nail polish any more and they now look sad and pathetic. From the preparation for junior function, I can say that I have a stronger appreciation for the many women out there who have to look good all the time. I now know what it's like to spend hours and money on hair, make-up, nails, and clothes. I couldn't imagine doing that everyday, having to cut off sleep just to get ready.