Lost Count
Also pimpin' my new icon i made.
Translation: Life's a bitch and then you die.
I believe i missed a day baaaaw
Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Three: Nine things about yourself.
Day Two: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.
Joor 5
1. Not done work experience in high school. Fucked me over for getting jobs later. I'm still suffering an inibility to get work due to lack of retail training young/ the fact no one will train a 22yr old when they could train a 16 yr old and pay them much much less (despite the fact they dont have work ethics/ a brain at that age)
2. Gotten acne. Not that i could help it. But i'm like OCD with picking, so hello scarred facial tissue and 7 years of disgust/shame at own face.
3. Gotten the Gloria Jeans coffee job. Again, i wasn't to know, and i wasn't spoilt for choice when it came to jobs, but that was some of the worst depression i'd ever suffered in my life when i was there full time. I already quit that job once, and i agreed to go back the same day. I still need a better job. I might be casual, but it's still shithouse.
4. Gone to see 'I am legend' on my own XD
5. Lost my foil charizard in a game of fucking FLIPS with frankie fucking Grabovac. (well, i was only 11, not exactly a great age to make sensible decisions)
6. Gone ice skating that one time. I crushed the nerves in the arch of my right foot so badly it didn't heal properly for about a year. And after 6 hours flailing and nearly getting a concussion that night i still couldn't ice-skate worth shit so screw it.
Joor 6
1. Mum
2. Kaitie
3. Laura
4. Amanda
5. Holly
N thas about it. I have a headache for no discernable reason other than slightly messed sleep patterns and eating patterns and possibly the wierd ass shift in weather today.
Neurofen time i think.
Also, saw skin specialist, on the subject of acne we're going to try roacutaine or however you spell it.
Need blood test to confirm im safe for it, it will make it so i must not make babies while im taking it or for 2 months after and a bit more to be safe. If i do miraculously actually GET a sex life while im on the round about 8 month programme, extreme measures of borth control must be used (like, the pill and two kinda of profelactic at once is prefferable) but... thats assuming anyone wants to jump me within the next 8 months, and given they haven't in the last 10 years, im doubtful the issue will crop up. And even if Irony decided it wanted to fuck with me on that (sorta literally) i'm not sure i'd mind terribly going to all the trouble.
lol.
Bad side effects will include horrendously dry skin/lips and possibly eyes/nose and apparently other dry orofices (yiiiikesssss, totally drinking buttloads of water and taking enough salt to hold some kthx) and others include headaches, some lower back pain or skin irritation issues, and some other less likely stuff i wont go on with.
Oh, and photosensitivity. If i dont wear sunscreen everyday, i have a higher risk of developing skin cancers, but only from the sun, the drug doesn't cause cancer like a cyclosporen drug can.
Positive side is it should, in the long run, clear up the very worst of my acne, and any recurrence will likely be mild and treatable with less accute treatments.
I would love, LOVE to know whats it's like to be able to walk out of the house without fucktonnes of foundation whenever i want. I would love to not feel like no one would want to touch my face because of how disgustingly bumpy and rough it is, i would love not to feel horrendously embarrassed by all the scabs and pustules. Man i dont even have the severest form of cystic acne, but i would still like not to have red lumpy patches all over it.
My friend had success with her treatment, i can only hope mine will be as successful. There is a relatively high success rate with dispersing severe acne for good, as it's supposed to stop sebacious glands from over-producing oil.
Anyway, blood tests suck, i'll have to lie down and plug my head into music to prevent fainting. Sucks.
Translation: Life's a bitch and then you die.
I believe i missed a day baaaaw
Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Three: Nine things about yourself.
Day Two: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.
Joor 5
1. Not done work experience in high school. Fucked me over for getting jobs later. I'm still suffering an inibility to get work due to lack of retail training young/ the fact no one will train a 22yr old when they could train a 16 yr old and pay them much much less (despite the fact they dont have work ethics/ a brain at that age)
2. Gotten acne. Not that i could help it. But i'm like OCD with picking, so hello scarred facial tissue and 7 years of disgust/shame at own face.
3. Gotten the Gloria Jeans coffee job. Again, i wasn't to know, and i wasn't spoilt for choice when it came to jobs, but that was some of the worst depression i'd ever suffered in my life when i was there full time. I already quit that job once, and i agreed to go back the same day. I still need a better job. I might be casual, but it's still shithouse.
4. Gone to see 'I am legend' on my own XD
5. Lost my foil charizard in a game of fucking FLIPS with frankie fucking Grabovac. (well, i was only 11, not exactly a great age to make sensible decisions)
6. Gone ice skating that one time. I crushed the nerves in the arch of my right foot so badly it didn't heal properly for about a year. And after 6 hours flailing and nearly getting a concussion that night i still couldn't ice-skate worth shit so screw it.
Joor 6
1. Mum
2. Kaitie
3. Laura
4. Amanda
5. Holly
N thas about it. I have a headache for no discernable reason other than slightly messed sleep patterns and eating patterns and possibly the wierd ass shift in weather today.
Neurofen time i think.
Also, saw skin specialist, on the subject of acne we're going to try roacutaine or however you spell it.
Need blood test to confirm im safe for it, it will make it so i must not make babies while im taking it or for 2 months after and a bit more to be safe. If i do miraculously actually GET a sex life while im on the round about 8 month programme, extreme measures of borth control must be used (like, the pill and two kinda of profelactic at once is prefferable) but... thats assuming anyone wants to jump me within the next 8 months, and given they haven't in the last 10 years, im doubtful the issue will crop up. And even if Irony decided it wanted to fuck with me on that (sorta literally) i'm not sure i'd mind terribly going to all the trouble.
lol.
Bad side effects will include horrendously dry skin/lips and possibly eyes/nose and apparently other dry orofices (yiiiikesssss, totally drinking buttloads of water and taking enough salt to hold some kthx) and others include headaches, some lower back pain or skin irritation issues, and some other less likely stuff i wont go on with.
Oh, and photosensitivity. If i dont wear sunscreen everyday, i have a higher risk of developing skin cancers, but only from the sun, the drug doesn't cause cancer like a cyclosporen drug can.
Positive side is it should, in the long run, clear up the very worst of my acne, and any recurrence will likely be mild and treatable with less accute treatments.
I would love, LOVE to know whats it's like to be able to walk out of the house without fucktonnes of foundation whenever i want. I would love to not feel like no one would want to touch my face because of how disgustingly bumpy and rough it is, i would love not to feel horrendously embarrassed by all the scabs and pustules. Man i dont even have the severest form of cystic acne, but i would still like not to have red lumpy patches all over it.
My friend had success with her treatment, i can only hope mine will be as successful. There is a relatively high success rate with dispersing severe acne for good, as it's supposed to stop sebacious glands from over-producing oil.
Anyway, blood tests suck, i'll have to lie down and plug my head into music to prevent fainting. Sucks.