No Nerve, Never

a history of marks

when i was a young woman of high school age, i was burned by a cigarette on my right cheek just a few weeks before prom. i ended up panicking that i would never heal (it was a pretty bad burn), and made an appropriate dramatic episode about the whole thing.
when i was an even younger woman, of middle school age, i was away at summer camp and was bitten by some sort of insect i was allergic to. the result was welts all over my leg, so big and so itchy that i would spend hours scratching them with the back of a butter knife. i still have the scars.
throughout my high school career, i had relatively good skin (which was counteracted by the fact that i had a huge ass), but when i did get pimples, they were always in the same places. center of forehead, middle of cheek, chin.

cut to today. i am now a woman of adult age. i no longer have the horny awkwardness of teenagers. i even have sex. AND i am "meeting up" with someone tonight. so of course, i am full of marks. let's count em, shall we?
1. middle of cheek. scar of leftover pimple. result of being allergic to zit cream, knowing it, and still applying it.
2. chin zit. it's huge. and i made it worse by playing with it last night, in a desperate attempt to get rid of it by tonight. and i also put cream on it, which means it'll leave a huge burn scar.
3. crutched up feet. had a little nailpolish incident.
4. large bruise on thigh. the result of being purposely hit by a duffel bag some dude was carrying as i was walking home from the subway late saturday night/early sunday morning. he literally swung the thing at me, hit me smack in the crotch/thigh area, shrugged bitchily, and kept walking, leaving behind a bruise that looks like i had a paddle mishap. which may not be a bad thing.

so there you have it. i look hot.

posted by Cristina @ 6:49 AM