NHS Camouflage Make-up.

Has anyone tried it?What are the cons and pro? Should I not get my hopes up?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TPOPx6jb3zY

I'm pretty sure I messed up at Uni...again

I know for sure I failed 2 classes. Needless to say the reason is because some days I was so depressed and couldn't stand myself that I didn't go to class. And I don't really have anyone close that I could've said i've missed that class can you help me out.

Anyway, if I failed I don't know what i'm going to do with myself. It's not the first time i've failed.

Where am I going to find motivation and passion enough for something to be successful at it without Uni education?

I'm such a loser.

Re-enrolment is on the 23rd. I guess i'll discuss my options then with the tutor, if I have any except "it's over" that is. One thing is for sure, I won't tell my family until i've figured out what to do next because they were so over the moon when I told them I was going back to school, only to end up with the same result, me a failure.

I love life.

Feeling traumatized-how should I get over it?

Ok i'm at my dads. There was some disturbance of peace last night and my dad reported it. The people my dad spoke to last night didn't tell us to expect any police to come today. So I stayed home, my dad went out. When i'm home I don't wear makeup, can't bear the stuff. Then all of a sudden someone rings, I take the speaker and ask who it is. It is the police to come to talk about thee disturbance of peace the night before. "Errr..." comes out of my mouth as i'm already freaking out, "shit, fuck, I don't have any makeup on, fuck, nobody apart from my family has seen me without makeup, fuck, what am I supposed to do you can't tell the police to wait 5 minutes while I pile the makeup on, fuck shit fuck, oh my god, fuck..."......"err, ok come up," I reply....."NOOOOOOOOO" i scream internally, feeling my blood boil with nerves. The 2 men take their dear old time getting to our door, and all the while i'm trying to block out what's about to happen and at the same time thinking to myself since they're slow getting here should I quickly go put some makeup on? Then it's too late I hear footsteps. I take a deep breath and stand up straight trying to look as if i'm not terrified out of my mind. What do you know, 2 gorgeous men appear and the first one to see me flinches a little seeing me then puts on a smile. The other gorgeous one behind him doesn't bat an eyelid but I know he is thinking the same thing as his flinching friend " eeek, ew, wtf, ew, sort yourself out love, a bit of clearisil wouldn't go a miss"...but I stick it out and bravely speak to them as I have to, and they did the same. I somehow managed to block out the fact that I was makeupless, and after they left is when all hell broke loose. I started shake my head like a maniac as if to shake out what has just happened, and I cried remembering specifically the man's first-sight-flince. I haven't seen that sort of flince in a long time. With my makeup usually, the flinces aren't as bad. It hurt, and now I just want to forget this experience.


Wth, I will go to a psychiatrist after all.

Positive!

We're all good people. Watch the movie the orphan. She's obviously a woman that has been very angry all her life because of her condition, and she used her condition to evil. But none of us use our condition for evil here...we should be proud of ourselves.


Talk over.

"You're so vain! Self absorbed!"

"you just want to be perfect!" words of my sister last night right before she suggested I see a Psychiatric because she is tired of my bullshit.