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Pimple's last stand
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If you have hanged ( hung ? ) out with me for the past few days or so , you WILL have noticed the nano version of Mt.Vesuvius on my nose , except that this miniature one is active and not dormant like its bigger sibling.

I've never been one to complain about pimples because firstly , i'm blessed with a good complexion free from even blackheads and secondly , when i do get pimples , i'd just wait for it to ripen and i'd pop it with gusto.

But this one , is different.

Usually , my more significant pimples would ripen after about 3 days , that is when the pus is waving at you from under the veil of translucent skin.

But this stubborn thing here is apparently very much detemined to survive and to ensure its survival , it has grown a second layer of scab-like skin over it.

The pimple's version of a kevlar vest.

I can see the yellow pus bubbling under like a cauldron but i simply cannot pop it because i am unable to remove the scab.

After enduring looking like a clown for a week ( i've never believed in covering up pimples with concealer.. have you ever seen how disgusting a pimple looks like under concealer ? Flaky, due to the dry skin surrounding the pimple caused by pimple cream ) i decided i've had enough and decided to go ahead with my last ( and extreme ) resort.

After all , even the best kevlar vests has its limitations. Like , they're rendered completely useless should you get blasted by a bazooka or a volley of shots fired by an army.

I lighted up a candle and passed a needle over the flame for a few seconds and waited for it to cool down.

Then, squeezing the intruder between my thumb and index finger , i took a deep breath and pushed the tip of the needle in.

I didn't feel anything and the pus didn't ooze out either so i took another deep breath and lunged the needle in without further adieu ( and without much thought )

FUCK IT HURTS!

BUT IT WORKS!

The pus came to the surface in a small concave sphere dotted with blood and i dabbed it off with a tissue.

I pulled my nose taut and i cursed aloud when the pus actually propelled out like a liquified cannonball and it landed on my upper lip.

Gross.

I swear to god i am not exaggerating.

After pressing the now defunct pimple into tissue paper for a few more times , i hereby declare winning the battle.

For now.

The flattened Vesuvius still looks red and from past experiences , some times the pimple miraculously survives.




I told you it was big..

By the way , i have an anecdote to share with you all.

I went to M.A.C today to get a new concealer because my previous bottle had dried up to lack of use ( i don't really use alot of concealer. actually i don't really use alot of make up at all ! ) .

I went to the counter where the concealers were placed and fondled with the tub concealer and wondered if i should stick to it , because i didn't really like it as it was too cakey and waxy.

But i was in a rush and besides i'm a creature of habit so i was sort of sitting on a fence and contemplating to try out their other concealers.

Then a male sales assistant ( or SA. actually the proper term would be make-up consultant but you get the idea ) sauntered over and recommended me the cylindrical concealer.

I dabbed some on the back of my hand and liked its sheer coverage and how light it felt and nodded in approval.

Then he said

"Yeah , i like this one too you know ? I'm using it too !"

Woah woah woah.

I'm perfectly fine with metrosexuals , beauty regimes and all. But i think using make-up is really crossing the boundaries of my acceptance.

Which is too bad , because the SA was really cute. Ha.

Anyway , i got the cylindrical concealer and its really good.