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First Time Fail


I was thinking as I applied concealer under my eye bags that I have finally mastered the art of applying concealer. When did I get here, I asked myself? Judging by how well the concealer looked I thought it took me a while but I am good at it now.


The reason behind the concealer is largely because I need it to hide the eye bags that have been developing for the last two years. Let’s be honest wearing glasses all the time makes you look like an intelligent geek but does nothing for ones esteem. I’m comfortable in my own skin but being behind these intense lenses makes me cringe. I then have the glasses sit in such a way that presses hard on my face so that I have indentations and marks on where the spectacles sit. 


So concealer it was. I took the step, the bold step a while ago, but found myself not being able to apply it properly. Until I noticed that I am now doing a splendid job at it. Then I realised that when doing things for the first time, one is never a pro. In fact it took me some time. Just like anything. I remember the first time I rode a bike and how it took me three days to learn. Yes I allow you to label me as a slow learner. 


We fail before we win. It’s just a fact of the matter. I was listening to Oprah give a talk on Philanthropy on Youtube. She spoke of how many times she had to do it before she thought she had it right and even then she didn’t really have it right but she had learnt step by step how to correct her previous mistakes. We just get better in time. We expand ourselves with every new dream and goal set. Achievement is not about the other people. Achievement is about you and how you exceed your own expectation. 

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