Trying to get myself looking good for a modeling career is a bitch. I can do the working out, taking care of my hair, getting enough sleep, etc--in fact, I even enjoy that--but my skin is the worst. I am cursed with awful, oily skin, and despite doing the cleansing/drinking obscene amounts of water every day/facial masque/toner/astringent bullshit routine all the time, the best I can do is a relatively clear face that's always shiny. It is, in fact, the only thing in my life that I ever remotely worry about. I've taken everybody's advice on things; I have resorted to actually applying baking soda to my face in order to dry it out sufficiently (also, the particles are small enough to clean inside your pores unlike most of that shit you buy at walgreens, you'd have to be retarded to believe that little pieces of apricots are going to clean out the near-microscopic holes in your skin), and it seems to be improving my skin's condition. And no, before you say it, that does not, as they say, overdry my skin. Nothing does. I cannot fathom dry skin as actually being a problem for a human being, nor can I think of worrying about something so minute as skin texture when all I'm trying to do is make it all look the same color.

Of course, I'm at a handicap, I suppose, or several--I'm seventeen, a hormonal wreck, I work outside in the dirt, and it's blazing summer. I'm thinking I actually won't have much of a problem once it gets cooler and drier outside, and I also won't be working as much, but it still pisses me off.
I really don't want to see a dermatologist about it, as that would cost me a shit lot of money, and would keep costing me money, as I would have to pay for some strong prescription that might work, but would also have side effects such as depression, temporary worsening of acne (WTF), and suicidal thoughts. I'm not even fucking kidding, go look up Accutane or something similar, it's really bad stuff.

I'm to the point where I'm not even embarrassed about it anymore. Tell me, is the problem with my skin that noticeable, or should I just go ahead and hire a makeup artist and a photographer for my comp card shots?

Hurray for gas prices: "The head of the OPEC producers' cartel said on Monday that the group, which controls more than half of world exports, aimed to increase spare output capacity by about one million bpd in the next few months in an effort to bring down sky-high prices."

I found that an interesting piece of news because it said that recently busted Iraqi pipelines wouldn't be fixed for five days or so; you'd think stabilization in Iraq would be the explanation for the 41 dollar a barrel oil prices compared to the almost 50 dollar prices earlier, but it's just OPEC trying to make the global economy not suck, evidently. It seems the world doesn't revolve around everything America does, now isn't that fascinating? Besides, China's the biggest consumer of oil now that so much industry is centered there.

Damnit, I hate the way politicians run their campaigns. Vicious bastards they all are. Kerry needs to quit talking about his Goddamn Vietnam war hero record. We KNOW he fought and was all honorable with medals. Bush needs to quit being all righteous about 9-11; we know it was tragic and that you bombed some bastards.

If voters go to the polls more educated about the candidates' personalities than the issues themselves, I don't care who wins, the country is fucked.

Besides that, if some 527s start running that slam Bush's background, he's screwed anyway :P

Some asshole(s) egged Allison Scace and her boyfriends' houses. I find that really quite cowardly.

I could go on forever about things like this, but most of the things that the Republicans continually repeat (such as Kerry changing his mind about Iraq) are based on pretty awful statistics. For example: one of Bush's most favorite things to say is that he's created 1.5 million jobs.

We lost 1.1 million jobs since he got into office. That's a net of 400,000 jobs that he's created which represents slow growth. The growth is due to his tax cuts, which caused a short term boost to the economy, but are going to cost about 2 trillion dollars over the next ten years. We're going to be paying for that, you know.

Personal fitness update: my bench is at 150.

Ah, how the new school year is already rushing past me. I just glide through all my classes each day to go home early and relax, or make money, or work out. I can get hundred in English just for writing down a bunch of multisyllabic bullshit about a metaphorical link between the emotional mind and a thunderstorm. It's wonderful, because I don't have to practice daily for a test at the end of the year that I won't even fucking take.

I like the music we've got in choir this year, quite a bit. The fact that the music is really good keeps me able to withstand the daily lectures in Mr.Raddin's conducting school, although I must admit, I still think it's retarded. It seems as though every time my section is having a problem with something, one of the directors picks the exact opposite issue to work on; if we suck at the rhythm, we need to learn the pitch, if we're off beat, they think we're off tune. Maybe that's just in chamber choir, I dunno.

There's nothing more to write about. Except that district auditions are in a few weeks. As usual, Mr.Jones will get pissed at the rehearsals and say things like "some of you guys in here just aren't gonna make district", while I giggle, throw away my practice CDs, and make eighth. How wonderful it is to be a pretentious asshole.

Doesn't it frighten you when a president's solution to a pesky little civil rights issue is a constitutional ban? I guess since gays are a minority, he doesn't need their vote. It would be foolish, after all, to think of making life better for all citizens.