Welcome to a brand new series on my blog: Smart or Not. Basically, the concept of this series is that although I have a 4.0 GPA, I often do or think things that make me wonder if my intelligence is closer to that of a jellyfish. I hope you enjoy!
Ever since reading Finally by Wendy Mass I’ve been scared of waxing. Reading about Rory’s experience pretty much traumatized me, and, for a long time, I didn’t want to use body wax unless it was going to save me from a painful death by electric eels. Well, eventually, I got my nerve up, and I decided to let my mom help me wax my eyebrows. The funny thing is that when we were getting ready to do the waxing, I told my mom I wanted to do it, and she was like, “Uh, you might want to let me.” So I agreed, and as she was doing it I noticed that she was only spreading it around certain parts of my eyebrow.
“I thought you do it over the whole thing,” I said, looking confused.
Oh yeah, you heard right. I thought that when you wax your eyebrows you spread it over the entire eyebrow and that the wax knew which hairs to take off. This is the mark of a genius for sure. So, taking into consideration the fact that I thought “smart wax” was a thing, you tell me, do you think I’m smart or not?
Anyway, taking into consideration the fact that I thought “smart wax” was a thing, you tell me, do you think I’m smart or not?