Tuesday, November 8, 2011

hey, you have a dog hair on your face.

*yank*

Oh, wait. It's attached to your chin.

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Yeah, that really happened. Sometimes, I don't mind this whole getting older thing. I enjoy being the age I am, knowing what I want, and feeling confident because I have the experience(s) to back up my informed decisions.

Other times, it's all bullshit and I wish I was a kid again. No worries about money, hell - no worries about much other than what I'm going to do after school.

One of the few things that has stayed the same, no matter what age I am? Worries about random and disturbing skin care issues.