Zits

I thought I was done with puberty! An occasional zit once every six months I can deal with, but two within a week apart? Am I going thru my second teenage awkward metamorphosis? My voice is going to start cracking, sweaty armpits, smelly feet, nervously notice the opposite sex and then quickly look away. I don't understand what girls see in boys. I would say, one of my most embarrassing moments as a teenager, was senior prom week. I developed a zit right in the middle of my forehead. This was no ordinary size zit you can just squeeze and move on with life, no, it took two people on either size, pushy with all their might! It was the kind that starts as a red spot and builds throughout the week. It's sore and somewhat burns when you touch it. So, on my prom night, I looked like one of those women from India, with the big red dot on their forehead. I even had the mustache to go along with it. All I could think of is, exploding cottage cheese out of the mouth of John Belushi, in ANIMAL HOUSE. Talk about self conscious. Well, I ended up living thru it, and I'm sure I'll make it thru this ordeal. All you zitheads out there have my sympathy... until my skin clears up:)