Fear and Loathing in Kitchener

The pain on the inside of my mouth has subsided...  aside from the one spot where I bit the inside of my cheek.  Turns out "You can eat immediately" does not mean "Eat immediately".  The coconut cookie bar (Healthy Foods and More: I both abhor and love you for this) was not eaten in a very classy way; coconut, chocolate and other crumbs in my car can attest to this.  Considering that half of my face was frozen until yesterday afternoon, I think I did okay.  I did bite my lip though and as it's a high traffic area, (care of my never-ending need to eat) it's quite raw and disgusting.  I don't really like people looking at me right now because I feel like it stands out and is the only thing you can see.  I don't like to feel ugly.  

There, I said it.  

Not shocking to any of you, I care what others think of me and my appearance constantly.  I read an article today claiming that selfie picture takers are all obnoxious, arrogant "please let me show you hot I am" douche bags.  Some of us selfie whores are just constantly seeking ACCEPTANCE because of our constant fear of rejection.

So many truths tonight.
Back to starting/finishing Catching Fire in a day.
Good night, friends.

xoxox,
Miss God
(refer to instagram for comprehension @meaghanls)