That Red Injectioned Face

FINALLY, I went to see my dermatologist awhile ago and get a much needed facial because:

1) My face is slowly beginning to be a village of acne (apparently, the P word is just fugly)

2) I detest every morning that I look in the mirror and see myself with it and try to cover them with my Neutrogena powder.

3) I hate that I'm the one on the group who's got a battalion of it. Well, not really a battalion, I'm just exaggerating it. More of, uh, 1..2..3..7. booya.

4) Biba's got one on her forehead and I told her that by Monday mine will be gone. And that she said that hers will be gone sooner than mine. (Well, this one's a lame excuse though. lol)

5) Everytime that I'd smile, I'd feel a slight pain due to it.

6) My mom is clearly scolding me for having them.

7) My mom's voice ringing in my ears lecturing me why didn't I use the medications the derma prescribed me before.

8) My mom (sadly, again ) tells me how fugly these acnes look on me. And that she won't let today pass that I don't visit my derma.

9) My mom (for the nth time.), tells me that I must stop eating chocolates! but then i'd always reason that it's not chocolates, I read that in a magazine, and that's a proof. And then she'd tell me that it's because I don't sleep early.. but then i'd tell her that I sleep at 10 or 10:30 every night. And then she'd reason again that it's because of my unhealthy diet. MOM, do i need a diet? HEHEHEHE. I've been eating healthy everytime. Go ask our maid. *gets money and gives it to ate to say that robbin eats very healthy* kidding!

10) DUH. I want to have a clean face!

So then I went to the derma.. Hm.. On the first stage, everything went well. I barely want to get up! I want to sleep there! What with the girl massaging my face with that sweet music?! And then, on a horrific minute, she tells me that it will be heck a lot of pain later when my derma's pricking the pimps (oops, acne.) and getting the black and white heads 'cause i got a lot of it in my nose. which is doubly eeew.

THE MOMENT OF TRUTH.

Tadaaah! Tears here and tears there.. I was like a baby. Nakakahiya! And goodness, there were injections all over the acnes. I promised to count all the prickings my derma would do. But when i felt the pain, I stopped counting at 7! hear ye! hear ye! but good thing.. they're gone! GONE! GONEEEE! The villains are gone!

I don't really know why, but when I got out of the room, this song rang my ears:

"..We are the champions my friends.. and we'll keep on fighting 'till the end... 'cause we are the champions.. we are the champions.. no time for losers.. 'cause we are the champions.. my friends.." uh, sweet victory?!

Now I have this red face. Which is equally cool (did I just say that? That's so not true!).

Right now, they look like tiny red dots all over my face which will eventually vanish tomorrow. I hope so well that it will. I can't go out of the house and see my uncle and go to Ilog Maria with my red, ant-bitten, bee-stung looked face. :) Oh well. I am thisclose to cursing my dermatologust awhile ago. D*mn, it hurt so much! But then as what they all say, it takes a lot of pain to be beautiful. But then I digress. Without the acne, I AM ALREADY. That's no pain at all!