I can’t believe this. It’s quite ironic how I just wrote a blog about my allergies on Saturday not knowing that I was also allergic to the brand new bottle of lotion that I brought the night before. So my three day weekend was pretty much horrible. This is probably the worse breakout I’ve ever had. Actually, it’s probably so bad because it attacked majority of my face leaving it bumpy and itchy. This resulting in “the WORSE breakout ever,” and that’s just my theory.

I already have eczema though, and now a breakout? I mean, can I get a break? (and that was not meant to be funny). But other than my constant itching and scratching all weekend I guess it wasn’t that bad. I’ve been living in Cabaniss Hall all school year and somehow I still manage to make new friends. I met a girl name Kim and she’s pretty cool. She even gave me a new nickname, she calls me BUBS, it has to be in all caps haha. It’s short for Bubbles, because I’m such a happy person. So why have I let this breakout get me down?

*SIGH*

Life is crazy, that’s why I love mine no matter how strange it gets.