Apr 08, 2009 13:55
I hate pimples.
It annoys the hell out of me that when we were all 13/14/15, everyone started getting pimples. They were big, painful, bad, pus filled and hideous. But my skin was clear, smooth, soft and nice at this time. Now we're all 18, and no-one has pimples anymore, everyone is growing into attractive people with lovely clear skin. But now I get worse breakouts than anyone else did back when it was at least expected that your skin wouldn't be clear.
How is that fair? I walk around uni with Mt. Everest poking out of my chin and everyone else just looks so...perfect. I eat well for a uni student, I cleanse/exfoliate every day, I wash on a regular basis, I make sure my hands are clean before touching my face, yet nothing can stop it.
It also annoys me how impossible I find it to lose weight. Now that I'm living in Brisbane I walk everywhere, I eat as little as possible, eat as well as possible, hardly ever drink, yet I can't seem to shake the fat. Over half my friends in Lismore do virtually no exercise, eat complete crap everyday and shudder at the thought of eating something not out of a packet/can/maccas, eat all the time, drink frequently, yet they remain bordering on unhealthily skinny. They do everything wrong by their body, I try to do everything right by it, but I can guarantee you, I will be the one who ends up with problems. And that's why all these 'Obesity reports' on TV piss me off, because I'm sure, well I hope, that I'm not the only person like this, who does everything right, does everything they tell us to, but remains fat. It's not my fault but the media make me feel like it must be.
Ugh, I have to write an effective writing thing tonight. Shoot me.
Going to my tute soon.
-el x.