Perrie Sent Me

1 - The Worst Part, Waking Up

1 - The Worst Part, Waking Up 

BEEP.

BEEP.

BEEP.

 “Mmm…” I mumbled.

BEEP.

BEEP.

BEEP.

“Argh..!” I mumbled louder as I placed the pillow on top of my face to muffle the sound of that god damn alarm. Of course, it does not work.

BEEP.

BEEP.

BEEP.

“Ugh! Are you freaking kidding me?!” I said exasperatedly as I heavily turned around to turn off – actually hit really hard with my fist until it stopped making noise- the annoying alarm that was leaving me partially, if not fully, deaf. I looked straight up at the ceiling. The damn thing would just not stop reminding me it was time to get up. Who ever invented alarms is definitely top on my black list. Those stupid artifacts are so annoying! But I must point out they are also so necessary. I normally use my phone’s alarm, which is slightly less annoying. But I had an incident in which I accidentally dropped my phone into the toilet. That, of course, forced me to use that obnoxious, loud, annoying, nasty thing called alarm.

I turned around to take a good look at the clock. Six in the freaking damn morning. Can things be any more unfair? I sighed frustrated. I should have thought twice about staying up late watching Gilmore Girls’ rerun last night. But that show brings me so many memories and good feelings that I could just not walk away from it. 

It is time for me to get ready to go to work. You would think it is awesome to be twenty three, move out of your parents’ house, go to a big city, and live in an old building in a medium size apartment by yourself.

Try again.

It is tiresome, annoying and harsh. I was not prepared for this. I mean, I love the profession I chose, but sometimes it can get so tiresome, exhausting and demanding. I always have to be on the run, ready for anything that can pop up, running around in high heels and with bobby pins in my purse –those can never miss.

You have to work to sustain yourself; you are on your own. Make your own food, buy your own groceries, pay your bills, and take care of your place. Get yourself up early to go to work. No one is going to stand up for you once you decide to leave the nest as my mother used to say every morning. You have to do everything for yourself.  You have to clean your apartment by your own because you just started working and cannot afford the luxury of paying someone else to do it for you, or in my case because you hate to spend your own money. I’m sorry but I am very tightwad when it comes to spending my own money. I hate it.

Going back to everything you have to do when you live by yourself - because yes, I am complaining to you - you cannot rest since you have to think about everything or face the consequences. You no longer have the benefit of the doubt. You have to walk to work since it is better not to spend your money on a cab or a subway. You have to pay the bills on time because no one else will do it for you and if you ask your parents for money; all that air of independency you had created for yourself vanishes immediately. You immediately feel like a crappy child that has to depend on their parents once more, which is the feeling we all run away from.

But the worst part is the great responsibility becoming an adult implies. You have to think about everything! And it is so damn exhausting! Bills are your worst enemies. You cannot run away from them. They are one of the two reasons why I work. That and because I love what I do. Of course I complain sometimes about it – okay many times -, I am only human but in over all, I love it. There is no better feeling than seeing my work done and how happy the person who has it is.

It all started when I was quite young, at the age of five I made my first complex hairdo, a fishtail braid. Since then, I have loved to do hair and doing makeup came on along. And clothing, well, I am a girly girl. I love to dress pretty and have cool outfits when I go out.

My styling career has taken me many places, making me meet lots of people. In the business I am in, you have to pretend not to be excited when you meet some of your favorite celebrities.

But I have always sucked at pretending.

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