So I turned 21 this month, meaning I could
now legally drink or smoke. I had officially turned into a young adult! No more
babysitting or surprises for me, I am a grown up now! Unfortunately, the latter
part apparently didn’t reach my mom, who went through the trouble of organizing
one of those silly sweet 16 parties as though I had just hit puberty yesterday.
Needless to say, it didn’t go quite as
planned. I was surrounded by my co-workers, half of whom probably didn’t even
know my name or how old I was turning. So yeah, it was pretty much a huge
wreck. However, out of the many useless gifts that my dining table was littered
with after the guests left, there was one item that grabbed my attention.
Yes, this nail polish-esque bottle of
pimple remover was the one thing that stood out among other gems such as an
iPhone and iPod touch protective cover (none of which I actually owned). Why?
- · Because my face, in particular my forehead was actually suffering from a pimple epidemic at that time which was kind of coincident.
- · There was no gift wrap on the bottle. Heck, there wasn’t even any tag to tell who had gifted it. If I knew any better, I could’ve sworn this bottle was already present at the dining table. There was no indication of it being a gift whatsoever!
Sitting on my couch holding the bottle of
Chamos Acaci pimple remover, I pondered over whether the sender had
deliberately gave pimple remover to me as a cruel joke, or genuinely wanted to
get me something I could actually use. Either way, I decided to make the best
of the situation and used it the following night.
This isn’t going to be one of those stories
where an ugly pimpled beast turns into a beautiful princess as soon as she
applies some pimple remover. Results were slow, but they were present. When I
used it for the first time with a cotton swab, I could feel each of my pimples
go through a sort of burning sensation, like when you apply anti-septic over a
wound. The stinging sensation pertained for a few seconds, which was followed
by a more pleasant calming effect over the application area.
The 8th day was significant as it was the
day that the pimples on my forehead had subsided. Yes, they were now in
continuity with the rest of my skin, meaning that the ugly bastards were now at
bay.
By day 16, I couldn’t even locate where my
former face-mates used to live; all signs of blemishes had completely been
erased! I could actually walk around my office without thinking that everyone
was looking at my forehead! Yes, I do miss the lack of attention, but that’s
beside the point.
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