In heavy rotation:
Lose my breath – Stray Kids
Hilarious – Charlie Puth
4 in the Morning – Gwen Stefani
The More You Ignore Me, The Closer I Get – Morrissey
NDA – Billie Eilish
Five star asked me if I wanted to go to a rooftop bottle service party in WeHo Friday night. Had she asked me days before, I would have gone but I already had plans with my girlfriends for a spa night and dinner. I had to kindly decline because I’m not a fucking flake…even though I really wanted to go. Who says no to a rooftop overseeing the city, free drinks, and being with friends? Apparently, I do. Le sigh.
One of the pharmacists I work with got us Starbs and even though I think their Americano is trash, I was in dire need for caffeine so I thanked her for the drink. While I’m on break from my primary job, my secondary job hit me up to see if I was available for more hours. Sure, why not at this point, right? I’ve got places to go, foods to eat, and concerts to see, it’s not going to pay for itself.
I brought dessert over to my friend’s place from a local Turkish patisserie. For dinner, we had salmon, rice, and Brussels sprouts. I was well on my third cup of coffee and fourth cup of water. TMI but I’m on my second day of the woman disease and I’m bleeding out like Niagra Falls and for someone who has anemia, this is detrimental to my ability to stay awake. I become a total sloth.
Anyway, afterward, my friend gave me a red light therapy pad for my face and body as a belated birthday present. I already have one for my face but I’m excited to use this on my head (to stimulate hair follicle) and the rest of my body.
I also had 18 PDO thread lifts placed in my neck for preventive care for tech neck. It’s supposed to stimulate collagen production and lift the skin upwards. I did another chemical peel too, which is why my face looks rather red in the snap above. That shit burn like a MF but I feel like the results are so worth it.
On the drive back home, I realized that my neck was slightly stiff from all the absorbable threads placed in it…and my face felt like it was on fire. It probably wasn’t the best timing to do all of this since I had my pre-exam Saturday morning. Let’s just say that sleeping was not comfortable by any means. I woke up extra early, made a cup of java, and headed to the pre-exam site.
I registered and was directed to take a seat with others who were ready to get this all over with. The pre-exam wasn’t required but I wanted to see where I needed to focus my studies on and get used to the environment. It consisted of sixty questions and the passing score was 63%. The questions were not easy and I had flagged a few to go back to. After an hour, I hit the button “finish test” and I was relieved when it said that I passed. Shortly afterward, I received an e-mail about my actual score, which was 71%. What in the actual fuck. The Korean in me was very disappointed by this low score. This just means that I’m going to have to study even more…cries
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