So I'm almost into my third month and could be finishing my treatment in another 40 days, when I hit 4 months. 120 days sounds like nothing when compared to a previous 1460 days of acne hell (that's 4 years for those without a calculator). I've had dry skin and lips for so long now it's just part of the routine and doesn't even bother me anymore, it's just the random sweating that's irritating but it's a teeny weeny price to pay to have good skin. I've started healthy eating properly today because I think my body needs some TLC. I think it was screaming for it today when I woke after a good 9hrs sleep, had my breakfast, then was shattered all of a sudden and went back to bed for another 4hrs. I'm going to avoid chocolate (shock-horror) and try and replace it with fruit. I already eat quite healthy meals so it shouldn't be too difficult, although I'm pretty addicted to chocolate-I even suffer withdrawal symptoms similar to that of drug addicts (according to Google)-so perhaps I'm being overly optimistic about this.
Tried a new foundation yesterday because I got a free sample, and as my nan says, 'owt for nowt!' (translation from Geordie to English: anything for nothing) It's called 'Laura Mercier-Silk creme foundation'. It's good for pale skin apparently, and it was a great match for my colouring, but it was impossible to put on and looked crap. I must've lost a good 50 calories just trying to spread it across my face, and at one point had a little rest before continuing to do the other side. It just kinda slumped into my pores, and then the good old moist moustache started. Yes, brilliant timing. I went to dab it off a little and the foundation just slid off; it had no holding power. I then touched my cheek after it had 'dried' and it just rubbed off instantly. To conclude, I'll have to stick with my current one for now, even though it's still slightly too dark in my opinion.
And now I feel I must apologise (or at least show my sympathy) for those who read my last depressing blog. I'm terrible with the PMS and seem to turn into a different person- I was even worse before the Dianette-so yes, sorry guys. I already pity my future partner because I'll probably lead them to a monthly mental breakdown. Maybe I should just live with some cats instead, for the good of humanity? Although cats aren't really me...I'd rather be 'the crazy sloth lady' or 'the crazy star-nosed mole lady'.
'How is the title relevant?' you may ask. Well, basically it isn't...but everybody likes to breathe.