Panda Eyes

I live in a different world. It is the only truly logical conclusion I can come to when I find myself telling someone about why youth apathy is counterproductive on many levels and am interrupted by an acquaintance with panda eyes, talking about how their mascara is meant to make their lashes twice as long, but really it takes two coats to do that, and then it clumps up.

Granted youth apathy isn’t everyone’s cup of tea. But I didn’t really expect my friend, who did instigate the conversation after all, to completely forget apathy in favour of the new Max Factor lip-gloss.

This drew me to thinking how ironic the subject matter was. Of course this didn’t entirely numb the feeling of rejection, but I overcame that by thinking how they’d look with 2 noses. They’re just lucky I’m mature enough to rise above them. Humph.

I don’t imagine myself on a wavelength above them. It’s strange how sometimes knowledge can make you feel aeons below others, and other times can feel so empowering.

Sometimes I just wish people would lift their eyes from… well… in this case their eyes, to see that vanity is the least of their concerns.