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Song of the Day: What Goes Around...Comes Around by Justin Timberlake.

I'm going through a mini existential crisis. Yes. Again. I'm almost 20, mmmkay?

The title of this post comes from what I've been reading for the past 2 days. Yes. I'm reading QC again. I shouldn't, seeing as every time I say I'll read only a few strips, I end up reading hundreds...Marten is the character I most identify with. Quite obvious, right? Right. Let's move on.

About my existential crisis. I haven't spend much money lately, apart from food and transport, so, I felt like I deserved to spoil myself a little. I bought an brow powder (the fuck is this ? right, it's basically...well, powder for your brows. mine are very sparse, so I need to fill them in when I go out. enough 'splainin'.)
I also ordered an eyeshadow palette (Urban Decay's Naked 2) and I'm about to buy a few tank tops/camis to wear when I go out at night ('cause I obviously can't wear my geeky t-shirts, can I? they're so comfy though!). And I really don't feel like squeezing myself in a tight dress. I know I look good in them, but it's still cold at night where I live and I can't really dance in them, only sway awkwardly left and right. Which is kind of what I'm doing when I'm wearing pants too, but never mind.

I've been talking around the whole existential crisis thing, haven't I? Well, here's what's bothering me (apart from my nose being too wide, lulz): my face looks like a baby's! Okay, more like a 15/16 year old's, but still. I really really hate that. Most people (including my mom - SHUT UP MOM) say that I'm lucky, 'cause when I'm her age, I'll still look young and stuff. Is that supposed to make me feel better? That I'll look better than other women when I'm 50? Geez, thanks, now I feel great. My problem isn't that big - I mean, they don't always ID me, but I've had people saying I look 12, or that I look younger that my sister (we're 4 years apart!) - okay, they must've been blind, I can't find any other explanation for this. But anyway, I decided to jump on the contouring bandwagon. I have an oval face and no Benedict Cumberbatch cheekbones or a sharp nose...I'm generally not one of the people complaining about their appearance. In fact, I'm quite satisfied with how I look - the only part of me that I would like to change is my nose, but apart from that, I'm happy with my face and body. Yes, I'm short but that doesn't bother me.

What? I said I'd make brief posts? Hahahaha. You know I'm a writer, right?

And I just remembered! I'm writing a sitcom! That's right. I'll be writing it during breaks from my novel. I thought it would be a good idea to branch out a little. 

Also: my obsession with peanut butter continues! PEANUT BUTTER BAGELS!