Apr 24, 2004 17:28
So I'm in SA right. First day home, no first hour home, eating... of course, but no this is the good part.
"What's wrong with your face?"
~Mom
"huh??"
~me
"You have a pimple"
~Mom
"She's always had those! Hehehehehehe"
~Dad
"No but it's not just that, her pores are big too, they're so big, and her face just in general..."
~Mom
"Mom... don't."
~Me
"What honey? It's true, what've you been eating, even on your arms, your skin is awful, just bumpy and red..."
~Mom
"Mom no more."
~Me
"You got cranky since you came home! I'm just trying to help! It's just your skin used to be so beatiful!"
~Mom
~In my defense, yes, having a bad skin week, but what do you expect when you've been sick for a month, and you run out of kleenex and resort to generic paper towels. K so I haven't been sick like the past two weeks, but before that I was for FOREVER! I'm allowed a little leeway mom! And my arms are fine! What the hell is she talking about? It's called a tan mother! Red bumps... no tan! Pigment change... stupid butt head.