Sadly enough I have succumb to a stupid, very unhealthy, teenage fad I never thought I would give into, fake baking (aka tanning beds). I know I know, I always said girls who used them where stupid and orange and baking in a cancer box. But there is just something about going tanning that makes me feel glamorous and gives me a boost of confidence. I'm sure it has something to do with how the media portrays beauty and how society just pit falls into the big trap. But hey everybody has to be a sucker once in awhile, some more than others! They tell us what looks good and we blindly jump off the cliff right behind them. Yes, I know my mom had both skin and breast cancer and I am 70 times more likely to get it now, I know that tanning causes skin cancer, I know that it makes your skin leathery and wrinkly...yet I still do it because I like how it makes me feel (sexual..? no not at all but funny huh? haha). It all started when I got this gorgeous, funky, printed, strapless dress for prom (pictures...? maybe later...?) and I was a little on the pale side plus I am getting senior pictures in two weeks so I thought why not? And that is the beginning to my new (hopefully temporary) addiction.
On a more random note, I'm having one of the weirdest days I have had in a lonnnnnnnnggggg time. Everything is so foreign and different and I am feeling this sense of independence and if you know me well you know I never am independent.
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