I just killed my shrubs!!!!!! This morning when I had my first peep into my mirror, I was deeply mortified to see that I have two hairy shrubs for eyebrows. It suddenly occurred to me that the last time I visited a professional beautician to have my eyebrows shaped was like 2 years ago?
I thought: "Why spent $20 to let someone else uproot my shrubs? *Tsk Tsk* Don't waste money mah... I can easily shape my eyebrows myself. Easy job lah."
*I guess I had never learnt from my 10-Dollar-Haircut mistake.*
So enthusiatically, Miss Over-Confident proceeds to pluck her shrubs with an old tweezers. And she soon realizes why she is not a professional. I really wouldn't exactly call that plucking "shaping". Its erm, well... As the shape of my eyebrows became more and more distorted, I started to panic and began plucking more and more to salvage the already shrunken shrubs. Gosh.
Disasters knows no end... My poor shrubs.
The results are two very revolting jagged black lines that one may call eyebrows on a second look. My right eyebrow somehow decides that it is more superior to my left eyebrow, so it must sit at a higher level. That's fabulous. Now I have a permanent surprised look on my face. How nice.
I guess by now my face realises the horror that her stupid owner had created, my face muscles totally repel the "new look". They started twitching to show their great displeasure, giving me muscle seizure around my eyes, so I end up with a really crossed look.
Ouch.
Why do I always do stupid things to myself? Being ugly just isn't enough, I am impulsed to make myself HIDEOUS!
And MY GOD!!! The PAIN!!!!!! It makes me want to HOLLER!!!!!!!
P/S: Guys, please appreciate girls with neat eyebrows; plucking these shrubs is damn painful! AARRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
