Acne

That brings me to my question; Miranda, since you're the only girl on this blog who ever had feelings for me (I feel like such a... I can't find the word; dramatic?), how could you stand it? My acne, I mean. It's just... I'm a very shallow person, as you all should know, and if I ever saw a girl with acne, I maybe talk to her, but I wouldn't like her, no matter what she looked like! So I just have to ask; did it ever bother you, or are girls eyes immune to seeing unsightly things on dashing young men's faces, such as myself. Or are you just not as shallow? I'm really going to guess all three, and admit that I'm feeling down a bit; my acne is really, really, REALLY bothering me. Not socially, not emotionally, but physically; it's starting hurt even more than it did in Sierra Vista. It's starting to break out more than it did in Sierra Vista, and it sucks. That, and because none of the girls here will pay attention to me. Sorry, but it's the truth; sort of. Anyway, in a few weeks, i'm going to start taking this medication, Acutane, or however you pronounce it, and whatever I say on this blog between then and three to six months; don't believe me. Just remember that I transformed into a delusional psychopath who constantly fighting depression. I swear, if I could sing, I could sing the blues better than the greatest of the great of that genre of music. Oh, yeah...