Author: tr165136

This meme perfectly describes how I have felt all three months here at Baruch. I started off the first month of the semester planning ahead of time when I wanted to get each assignment or paper done and lately, procrastination has become my best friend. My English professor has assigned us three papers thus far in the semester. That may seem like nothing, but he has such high expectations and is such a harsh grader that you really have to work extra hard on the papers. We actually have a research paper due Wednesday and this blog post is taking away from my time to finish my paper. But anyways, this paper was assigned to us well before spring break and Professor Hengel even warned us not to do this paper the night before or even just a few days before. Of course I didn’t listen and I just started writing my paper Saturday night. However, my paper is coming out pretty good. This picture is basically how I feel towards Professor Hengel and my other professors who warn us not to do an assignment such as a paper the night before. Sometimes the papers that you do at the very last minute are the best papers. I think this paper is worth 25% of my final grade so I don’t think waiting until the last minute to do it was the best idea but it’s okay right because you live and you learn? Sike. I know I will continue to procrastinate. Now, back to my paper.

Tafannum Rahman

March 11, 2014

The Life of Taf’s Face

Oh my goodness. Here she goes.

I swear it’s the same shit everyday.

I love the feeling of the bristles of the mineral powder brush against me but like hello, do you hate how I look that much that you have to alter it’s color and appearance!? Next comes the concealer. Girl you need to conceal your bag of makeup and put it away because I think I’m beautiful naturally. Ouch. Easy. Can you lightly dab and not press so hard under the eyes to evenly spread out the concealer? MAYBE IF YOU GOT MORE SLEEP YOU WOULDN’T NEED TO COVER THESE UGLY BAGS. Oh boy. Here comes that nasty sticky stuff. What do you call it? Oh yeah, primer. I hate how sticky that shit feels and by the way, Taf, that smudge brush you use to apply the primer on me is harder than your nipples when you’re cold. I have to say I love the way those eyeshadow brushes you use on me feel though. But don’t you think you put a little too much? You put like three different fucking eyeshadow colors on me that all look the same. Talking about “blending different colors to make it look pretty.” I swear I wish I was a guy. A guy would treat me better. Are all girls this unappreciative of their natural beauty? Anyways, my favorite brush is the blush brush. It feels as soft as a baby’s ass. Just put blush all over me all day and I won’t mind Taf. Or is it just to apply on the cheeks? Aren’t you supposed to turn red naturally when someone makes you blush? Oh. So you girls pretend like you’re blushing but in reality it’s just all that blush you put on? How fake. Hm. THE WORST PART OF IT ALL IS WHEN YOU PUT THAT DAMN THING ON MY EYELASHES. What is that shit? Do you know how hard it is to not flutter my eyes every five seconds? And god forbid you get it anywhere on me besides the eyelashes and you start dabbing the shit out of me. Mascara I think it’s called? Yeah. Those need to like, be extinct. Why do you need long eyelashes? What’s wrong with the ones you have now? You girls are so extra. I hope one day you wake up and you have no eyelashes left. Oh and quit stretching the area under my eyes just to put on eyeliner, seriously Tafannum. Lipstick. I don’t even know where to begin with lipstick. CAN YOU JUST LEAVE THEM NATURALLY PINK? I hate the way lipstick smells Taf! Your boyfriend is not going to want to kiss you with that nasty shit you put on your lips. And I swear you have one hundred different red lipsticks that all look the same. It’s red. Who cares what hue or how vibrant it is? The lipstick is fucking red. One red lipstick is enough. Why do you need all those different shades? Buy a fucking book with that money you would spend on all that Mas lipstick. Or wait, is it called Mac? I don’t know what it’s called. Stop putting me through all that nonsense and pain and unnecessary torture every single damn morning. Just put a little lotion on me every morning to moisturize meand call it a day. I swear if you keep putting make up on me, I will make sure you wake up the next morning with seventy two pimples. Think twice now. Taf.

My Life in 8 Pictures

When you click on the above link, you should be directed to a flickr account of mine where I uploaded eight images that sum up my life. My first picture is of my family. To me, family is the most important thing in life. They keep you grounded and are always there for you in a heart beat no matter what the situation is. This picture was taken at my high school graduation (hence the cap and gown I’m wearing) and I felt so happy that despite the fact that my parents are separated and my dad lives in New York while I lived with my mom in Orlando, he still flew down to support me. My second picture is of my cat Howlett and I. I absolutely loves cats but Howlett is obviously the cutest. I swear to you he is a miracle cat because after he came into our lives, so many positive changes happened to my family and I. I am attending Baruch college in hopes of earning my BA degree in Journalism since I want to be an entertianment reporter when I get older. I plan on being a host on E! News and hosting red carpet events. My third picture is special to me because it sums up my four years in the News Crew class that I took at my high school in Orlando. I started taking that class my freshman year and because of that class, I was able to figure out career path I wanted to take. Pictures four through seven go hand in hand. I met my boyfriend back in eighth grade at M.S. 210 (yes I went to middle school in NY). We were on and off and young and didn’t know what we were doing; we ended up losing contact when I moved to Orlando. Somehow, about two or three years later we reconnected and when I figured out I was moving back to NY, we got back together. He is my best friend, my biggest supporter and the only person that I can trust with EVERYTHING besides my mom of course. Since being with him, I’ve gotten really close to his family especially his baby sister Emma who turns two in two weeks and his little brother Evan who is eight. I had to add pictures of them in my slideshow because I see them as my own siblings and I love them dearly. And let me tell you, I am so lucky to have a Puerto Rican boyfriend whose stepmother cooks the most BANGING Puerto Rican food. I can eat it all day everyday. I included a picture so all of you can see what I’m talking about and drool in front of your computer screens-sorry, not sorry. Last but not least, I included a picture of myself. This picture was taken one day before work. I work at Banana Republic and I absolutely love it. I love dressing up and wearing heels so this picture shows that also. I’m a big people person and my store in Orlando loved me so much that they helped me out and transferred  me to another Banana Republic here in New York. The only thing I don’t like about my job is that customers ALWAYS ask me how old I am because apparently I look like I’m 12. Sucks that I’m done growing at 5 feet. On the other hand, I have customers tell me I look older because I dress and act so maturely. but either way, I love my job. So there you have it, my life summed up in eight pictures.