my skin measures stress level.

my skin measures stress level.



i dont know why but my mummy and/or God gave me this "gift". but it sure is helpful eh (rolls eyes.).

let's first recap : o' levels, and by the last paper (history), my face has broken out into this whole messed up peeling bonanza. it was like i am a snake and i was changing skin or something. it's so fucked up and itchy and painful and tight, i was damn irritated and pissed off. but after, my new skin was pretty smooth. hah.

and recently, this horrid thing has come back. thankfully it was only at the chin area and i am medicating it to stop it from spreading and/or try to get rid of it. i dont understand, i dont think i am stress so why is it coming back?

perhaps it's the lousy weather and stuff, but i think i definitely have to build my immune and whatever system up, cause i am weakly. i get sick at the slightest terror of the weather; right now, it's the peeling and flu and some pimples. but it's affecting my life! i admit that i am a self-conscious bitch and when my already-not-so-good complexion gets like this, i just want to curl in the quilts till it gets better. and makeup doesnt help either but it makes it worse in fact, so i cant conceal it up.


so poor deepavali hols are wasted for i have to rest my skin and hope it gets better soon so i can make it up to people aka marcus.


i've got nothing interesting cause i cant take pictures of my new clothes with the ugly face. have to drink more fluids and rest now. till later!








ta-ta.

xoxo.