Facial treatment with oatmeal and laser vacuum

I saw a friend of mine from the later days of my life. She had a different aura this time around since I last saw her, which is yesterday. The last time that I saw her, she was very depressed that her face aged in a matter of days. At a glance you could visually see that she was suffering from a emotional downfall or whatever the psychologists may call it. She had deep eyebags showing that she haven't slept well for years. She even had time in smiling back at her when I noticed her in a public place. And finally, her body aged also because of depression that she almost looked like my granny or some wicked witch from a fairy tale.

But this time, even at a far I could see that she had recovered from the emotional downfall that she had before. She had a good aura of recovery. She looked like she drunk an elixir or she went to search for the fountain of youth and drunk a lot of goblet of water from it. She now looks like everyone from our age group. She even looks like sleeping beauty after being kissed by her so called "Prince Charming".

Since I noticed it, I asked her what had happen to her over the past hours from the last time we saw each other. So, she told me that she went to the mall after we had a little chit-chat. Then, she saw from the window of a aesthetic clinic about their services. She went inside and asked some things about this service and that service. After a few minutes, she went in for a facial service.

For just 300 bucks, she decided to take the Facial treatment with oatmeal and laser vacuum. She even told me every step that she took and what was her experience. It was the first time for her to take some facial treatment because she is beautiful without this facial treatments. I asked her what happened when the aesthetician started pricking up her pores. Her eyes changed indicating that something is happened and she was about to tell me something else; something that was related to it but it is too superficial. She said that she cried because it was too painful specially when they started pricking up on her nose. But she defended her first statement by saying that she had to endure it anyway ,just like what the other girls would say, "for beauty's sake".

Then I let her talk and talk until she stop suddenly. I said that it was uncommon for her to take some facial treatment or something to keep or prolong her beauty. And for that, I was really suprised. Then, I asked her to give me the real score of what has just happened her for the past 24 hours which she gave me very graciously.

The real score even gave me a shocking remark on my face. She said to me that in the last 24 hours, she was still depressed of what has just happened of her relationship. She didn't tell me in full the details on how her relationship ended. She even told me that she just needed to release all her emotions that she kept in past hours. And my guess was right, while she was being pricked by the aesthetician, she was crying all her heart out trying very hard to forget at least the feeling of being rejected. I know it is hard for her because I'm too is in that state and I could not do anything about. It's like I'm sliced into tiny pieces and shreds everytime that kind of topic is brought up by someone else. And it's fucking hard...

"As much as I love you.

As much as I need you

And I can't stand you

Must everything you do make me wanna smile

Can I not like you for awhile?

Coz you wont let me

You upset me girl

And then you kiss my lips

All of a sudden I forget

Can't remember what you did ...

And I hate how much I love you girl

I can't stand how much I need you

And I hate how much I love you girl

But I just can't let you go

But I hate that I love you so"

-I Hate that I Love you By Rihanna feat. Ne-yo

A Box of Music. A Slush of Memories.

Exactly nine years ago, a boy auditioned for a school choir. His audition was all of a sudden. It was not expected of him to do that especially in a exclusive boys school where most of the students' life revolve around sports, academics and other things that he doesn't know which at that time was "forbidden" for him to know about . "I auditioned because I want to try new things aside from sports and academics" that is what he said if someone dared to ask him but the truth is he is neither good in sports nor he is an exceptional student in the class which technically, makes him a little bit of a failure if people would classify him. So, he decided to continue on his auditions just to prove himself that he can do anything and that he could be at least be exceptional at one field of arts; thus, proving to himself that he isn't a failure.

He can't back out anymore because he's already at the music room where the auditions where held. There where three of them auditioning for the spot. All of them are classmates and close friends too."That should not be a problem we are close friends. Its okay to make some mistakes and they will not make a fool out me" but cold air is surrounding around him, a sign that he is having second thoughts about himself. Negative thoughts began running down on his head telling him that he's a failure, he won't be able to pass even this audition. It was his turn for him to step on the limelight and show what he got. As he was about to sing a single note, there was nothing that came out. He tried for a second time but still nothing came out of his tiny mouth. Then, he tried for the third, fourth and fifth time but still there's no significant change in the result. When the examiner, judge, proctor or a teacher (whatever you can call her) was about to give up on him, a voice, no! a note, came out of his mouth. It was not the right that the examiner wanted to have but she accepted the boy to the choir and placed him in the lowest voice range until he was able to control his voice.

The boy on the other hand, gained some confidence in himself. He gained some friends from the choir. Bit by bit he was able to conquer his negative thoughts regarding being a bunch of failure. He learned to sing different notes, different musical scales and lastly different musical compositions by famous classical compositors. He was able to join different concerts. Like in a every team, he learned that everyone is important which also includes him. He was able to realize his full potential and that he is not a failure. Overall, he was liking it. Music found its way to him and which he gratefully accepts it. Even though he was misunderstood by people, he never cared as long as there is music that gaves him life.

Like any other composition, there is always a ending. He sang for the choir for two years then he changed school. The music in him slowly died as his interest shifts to other field. The music gave him courage to conquer anything, teached him a valuable lesson that he isn't a failure. Though the music slowly died in him, he is very grateful to it. He never denied it. He became proud of it. He never had forgotten it. He always remembered and reminisced the past. And now, the boy tries it very hard to make its way back to music just like the music has done for him. He hoped that one day he will be able to come back to it.