It's a pimply affair

After a week of self-imposed seclusion, my takeovers and securities essay is finally reaching an end. Having started wayyyyyy too late and done not enough research, 2500 words of pure rubbish is ready for print and hand-in. Fingers cross that it will be the type of rubbish that the lecturer will actually allow to pass, otherwise my takeovers life is going to become bleak and hopeless and she will have to dodge a potential murder.....

Unfortunately the essay has also given me a gigantic pimple between my eyebrows, I understand that that would be a good place to get it if you were going down the route of the devine... namely if you looked like a buddha statue, but with fashion week starting tomorrow the pimple is just not helping. Instead of turning up to the shows looking incredibly chic, well at least trying to look incredibly chic, I now will have to be content with a big red pasty looking dot on my forehead.. what a way to go... hopefully the models won't be scared off... Now is the time for loads and loads of pimple cream and wishing and hoping that this traversty will deflate by tuesday...