Green Nails

I'm wearing green nail polish today. 

I was wearing it yesterday.

Today morning, an sms from my PG said to meet my supervisor, now.

I was scared. 

Because:

1. I don't have any progress

2. I haven't met my supervisor for the longest time (a few months?)

I was still woozy being just awake but that shook me up. 

I changed and got ready to go. 

Then I felt like want to go to the toilet. 

The big business.

But I kept it in.

I'm always like this when I'm nervous.

Halfway there, I realised, I'm wearing green nail polish.

Dark green. Forest green.

All my ten fingers.

I cursed.

But I cannot go back now. 

I'm already late.

So I made my excuses on the way there.

I tell myself, I will explain to my supervisor and my PG, should they ask me.

I will tell them.

I killed a tree.

Got its blood on my fingers.

I dared myself to tell them that.

What can they do to me anyway?

But. No.

They didn't ask me.

I was disappointed.

My green nails were eye-catching. I think.

Unique.

It's ok.

Next time.

I'll wear yellow.

Bright sunshine yellow.

Been soaking up too much sun, I'll say.