Feel like shit, look like shit, know fuck all, look like shit, look like shit, look like shit.
My skin has been so terrible these past 2 weeks, and it is really frustrating and getting me down. It was one of the one good things about not being a teenager, not getting many spots anymore. And that’s fucking gone now.
Yesterday may have been an even shitter day uni-wise, but we (I) did xmas decorating whilst watching the ‘Muppets Christmas Carol’ and I did no work which is a good thing but attributed to the feeling like shit and disappointed today.
Ah, the problems of a first world citizen with no real actual problems, indulging in self pity and self disgust. Blaaargh.
Ill. I lived in a freezing as fuck flat last year with no working heating where I had to sleep with a dressing gown, socks, slippers, hoodies and hats on to be warm and I was so healthy. I’m really susceptible to colds and get them bad but I was in the best health I had been in my memory. It was fab. And now, in a nice house with central heating and no mould on the walls, I am ill. Life doesn’t like me.