I woke up as early as 4:30 so my stylist could do my hair and makeup. I must say I look magical. A feeling of new glow and growth encaptured in my face. My makeup look was called "silver dust"; complimenting my thigh-length hair with its shiny black texture and silver grey highlights at the end. The side hairs were braided meeting together and flowing downward wrapped in silver and diamond jewels that my uncle and aunt gifted from Dubai. They said it was the only piece they've made just for my graduation and since I'm the only girl in the fourth generation it's only fitting. My preparation took me sometime, but I'm finally ready in my neatly presses uniform and gown with numerous amounts of shawls draped around my neck for many different awards. I sat by the vanity looking at myself i
