Today, haha,
 
I was taking the splint off, and when I looked in the mirror, it felt so different since I was just in Avatar, and the nurse who took it off (but it was originally taken by a doctor on YouTube, but the girl in the purple one here did it for me) felt a pupil shock, and I also had a mental breakdown and explained something. I'm listening, but I can't hear anything, and for a moment, there's silence and the atmosphere becomes miserable...


It was the first time that I had a hard time riding the subway because I didn't want to show my face to anyone. So from the elevator, I was like, ‘Oh, I’m screwed.’ I had a friend over for the night, but I was so dizzy and thought, ‘What should I do?’ so I just skipped it. His ribs hurt so bad, but I didn't think anything of it and just took it off... I'm really upset and I feel like such a sad news... Then I came to my senses and came home and tried to touch my nose again, but it was so painful and I thought it was swelling, so I kept massaging my nose carefully like a crazy person.



Ah... then he finally came back. So I finally felt relieved, so I took a video mirror shot of the back, ate, and lay down, and now the pain in my ribs started again.

As I write, I find myself talking a lot. Actually, I started plastic surgery out of complacency and didn't worry about anything else, but today for the first time, I thought about how I would live in the future. So, this was also an opportunity for me to resolve to never get plastic surgery again...

I can't stop right away because I already had the procedure done, but... even when I gave up on college and took the exam again, the future wasn't this dark, but the moment I looked at my nose today, my world collapsed... .


So what is the conclusion... Plastic surgery... really... It does make things difficult for people... Still, I fixed my nose complex... Maybe it's fortunate...

(I haven’t gotten used to the nail extensions yet, so my typing is a mess…