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I would say about 6 years. Laame.

Holy shit people, tweezers? Thumbtacks? What! That's really surprising to me. All I've ever used are my fingers.

Some things acne did for me: - Made me smarter. - Gave me a bomb ass personality, plus a sense o' humor. - Made me humble. - Gave me patience. - Tore down my confidence to have it built back up again even stronger. - Trained my tongue to be sharp. - Allowed me to think for myself. There's more, but I can't think of them right now.

High School is "meh" for me personally. I actually don't feel self-conscious around other teenagers, because I don't really notice it. The only thing that bugs me in social situations is my hair, because it's ugly most of the time. [i got senioritis... I'm a sophomore.] A lot of people actually respect me. I'm held in a high regard, so I'm pretty much good. I'm not having the whole highschool experience, but what I've got is good enough for me. What really makes it unpleasant is the homework. L

I really like my ass. It's so perfect. *shifty eyes* There's more that I like, but it's not as interesting.

For me, it's not the fact that I have/had acne, I just hate seeing the commercials every 10 minutes. This. They don't get to me, and they're just annoying.

Ah yes, the notorious Proactiv commericals. Did I hate them? No. Do I hate them now? Yes. I'll tell you why: Because they wont leave me the fuck alone. It's like, shit, do I have to wake up to you at 7 AM before school? You're on every channel in the morning, with the exception of kid's channels. And you play nonstop during late night television. You piece of poopy. I'm being bombarded by them constantly. It's not like I have a choice. I want to watch TV, and everytime that and the shark steam

I won't start a conversation about it, because that's a little weird IMO. BUT if the conversation were to arise, I would not shy away and I'd participate.

Actually - no. I need a haircut. My fringe has grown so long that it's surpassed my eyes, and I can't wear it out. It's annoying, always getting in my way. My hairdresser is on her honeymoon. Bittersweet that is. Oh well.

Anywhere but in my nose, around or in my ears, or between my eyes... Or the corners of lips. I don't need to be mistaken for a herpes victim.

Hello all, I am a picker for the reason being that when I get bored, I tend to pick. Without really giving it a thought. Anyway ideas to stop subconscious picking?

This is such B.S, I'm sorry. I just had to come out and say it because it was nagging at me the whole time. Everyone staring at you? Really? Even if they are, who the hell cares? And now "YUR LEAVIN FOREVURRR!!" Don't let the door hit your ass on the way out. (I'm a jerk. Yeah.)

It's so much of a disenfranchised grief that some people with acne don't even agree with you. That's bad. Ha! But seriously, it's a mind over matter kind of thing. Yeah, you've got scarring here and there. Maybe an occasional cyst or something. But you are not, and I repeat, are not the hunchback of Notre Dame. Yes, it sucks having scars, red marks and pimples but you know what? You need to adapt. Life is not fair, and you hit the genetic lotto for acne. I refuse to sit in a corner moping ab

I'm too lazy to effectively stick to a regimen. I mean, I take accutane, but I forget to take it so often that I have 3 boxes extra and I have 3 months to go. I'm such a rebel.

Sixth Grade: I remember a classmate told me during 6th period that I wasn't worthy of being alive because I had severely cystic acne. Truly a sad day. I got over it by the time I got home though. It still makes me cringe to this day though. Ouch, man.