"love is watching someone die"

I'm gonna stop crowning people with titles.

It's a commitment I cannot keep.

So...

I skipped school today, because the sore eye was giving me headaches and it was so uncomfortable plus there was a lot of discharge from my left eye, and worst of all, it sorta felt like I had a zombie eye because the capillaries surrounding the pupil were bulging out and my whole eye was red. All this means I have to stay off my contacts, and for those who have seen me in my glasses... yes, I look funny. But in my defense, I didn't not go to school cos I look funny in my spectacles! (I went to church wearing them so I am NOT that vain) The power in my specs are lower than my contacts, so me wearing them is equivalent to being handicap. I cannot see anything clearly beyond a 1 metre radius, so if I had gone out I would probably meet with some accident because I am that accident prone.

Today I spent some quality mother-daughter time. We went to the dermatologist about my face, currently my face is peeling quite a bit and I've been getting really bad breakouts :/ So I'm currently on antibiotics that will hopefully curb the bacteria and reduce the outbreaks, as well as some awesome, lethal looking lotion/creme that will kill all them pimples on my face. (Oookay this is pretty gross to know but since you guys are ma friends its okay...) I ventured into town today with my spectacles and a bare face! I think my skin is getting thicker by the minute.

The mothership invested in a pair of mocassins for me because she complains I always spend money on cheap shoes that don't last long, so goodbye fake toms and hello soft buttery leather mocassins that will hopefully season soon so I won't keep getting blisters!

I told my mom ALL about someone in the car ride from Paragon to Parkway. It was pretty epic. I think my mom finds my thoughts on BGR and relationships amusing. She is ALWAYS asking me what kind of guys I'd like, and what's the most important thing I look for in a guy. Firstly, I think it would have to be:

a god fearing christian boy who can help me in my spiritual growth

and secondly,

someone who doesn't talk down to me.

I absolutely dislike it when someone talks to me like I'm a seven year old kid. Like hello? It can get really, really irritating, especially when I know in my head that I am mentally more mature than them. Of course, I am not perfect, but I'm just sayin'...

I'm not really that sure what I really want in a guy yet but those two will suffice. (for now)...

You know how it feels sometimes when you have awkward moments with your parents because you don't know what to say when they probe into your personal thoughts on certain issues in your life? I am pretty glad to be able to say we have bypassed that stage. (Y) And it feels good, especially since I've never really had a very close relationship with my mom/dad since young.

Mops brought me to have a new pair of specs done with the correct degree so I'll be awaiting new brown rimmed glasses in a week :) No frills, just the way I like it. Hopefully it will entice me to wear my spectacles more often! (oh oh oh and my degree didn't increase! hallelujah praise the lord)

I've been listening to Death Cab for Cutie and Coldplay on repeat the past few days. It calms me down, makes me stop what I'm doing to actually listen to the lyrics and for a while my mind empties and I stop worrying about some things.

There is a song currently stuck in my head but I cannot find the title, it bothers me. >:(

This blog post shall end abruptly, here.

So who's gonna watch you die?