So admittedly, I've spent the day pretty much glued to the screen of my iMac. Well, I have no money. I'm currently waiting on the background of a painting I'm doing for my sister to dry (for Christmas). So I've just been watching the US version of Shameless. And well, I love it. Between mouthfuls of Original Chips, and one bout of actually getting out of the house and going to the gym, I've watched three episodes. Considering it's a US version of a UK show I was a little hesitant. You see, I watched the show a couple of times (probably it's first season) when I was about 15. I'd sneak down stairs and watch it on low volume on our 30cm3 second TV. I think I just wanted to watch it because it had an MA rating (for people 15 years and older), and the worst my parents would ever let me watch was definitely M (I think you can watch this one with parental guidance if you're under 15, it's just recommended for over 15 year olds). That's about as rebellious as I got. But it was a good show to be rebellious to: sex, drugs, nudity; all a fifteen year old could want. Well the US version doesn't disappoint. It's all entirely dysfunctional and full of loose morals. Vicarious living at its best.
Honestly, this weekend doesn't excite me. I have work tomorrow, which I now have to wake up extra early for (I guess I shouldn't complain, I rarely get up before 9 these days) and then I'm reluctantly going to my ex's - boyfriend's- birthday pool party thing. Well you know how I'm still in the same friendship group, and it's quite tightly nit. I played tennis with the young chap a week and a half ago. Beat him, of course... I mean I don't mind the guy, but my ex is always trying to promote friendship between him and my best friend, and my other roommates. It was even suggested that he should move in with us. How does that not strike her as infinitely stupid and weird? I'm civil towards him, but that's about as far as I will go. I can't imagine living in a house where she's around all the time with him, it just seems supremely awkward. Not only that, but she actually put up the event on facebook and set the location as our place. Then, when after a few weeks of no one responding, she was like "oh well seeing as I haven't heard back from the guys, we'll have it at our place". What a bitch. I mean you don't just assume you can have a party at someone else's house, especially without actually formally asking them. I'm a nice person, but don't take advantage of that and don't expect me to bend over backwards for you. So I'm going to make an appearance at this pool party, I may even drink a little (if I can score free alcohol), and hopefully have a decent time. Without having to worry about cleaning up afterwards.
There's the promised update. I know I'm kind of cheating (with the non-harsh lighting). But believe you me (I've always felt semi-special saying that, it just seems so wrong) my face is close to 100% clear. I have small red marks fading on my chin and light raised bumps on my left temple and some tiny lumps between my eyes. But I'm actually pretty happy with it. And I know I have a tendency to be critical of any minor flaws. For instance, my forehead has a pretty rough texture (kind of like oily sandpaper). But we won't worry about that, will we. The seb derm has also nicely faded.
So, uh, this is awkward. What will I do with my life now? Blog on an acne website with clear skin, although I think I will keep blogging for a couple of weeks just to make sure I'm keeping up my regimen... Maybe I should blog on a body building website and I'll end-up with an awesome body. Or a professional pianists' forum and end-up with amazing piano playing skillz. Maybe a millionaires' forum...