why do parents attempt to make life so miserable for us and themselves? we are 19, for goodness sake. not 9. how is this possibly fair to us?
why can't we decide for ourselves? it's not even that big of a deal, so why bother making a fuss out of small issues?
and i know my skin is damn terrible now; even worse than anything i ever had before. i'm trying to make it better already so it's all my own fault? i never willed for this to happen, if that's what you're implying.
good lord, i am so angry right now.
but last night was good. nick stayed over and we watched a midnight movie- The Vow. i love rachel mcadams.
and despite my terrible skin being so obvious to the world, nick says that its fine. and that he will not abandon me. this reassurance is really good as i'm feeling horrid about my skin and i am pretty sure many would think that i look disgusting.
lo and behold though, he has abandoned me tonight for CS-.-
shall try to sleep now and hope that i would not get puffy eyes tomorrow.