Hello, friends.
I'm not going to lie and say that I've been totally faithful in my attempts to provide a constantly updated blog. Before we proceed any further, I would like to take the time to apologise for any expectations you had of me, like.. at all.
Major caveat: reliability is not my middle name.
It's terrible, because I need to work on that. Majorly. Anyway, I'm taking this opportunity to alert you to my existence and announce that my life is still directed here, on Earth. We are all beautiful aliens. You must forgive my.. specialness (for lack of a better word). I have been out and about since 7am this morning, and my brain's usage has just about reached its peak limit.
Today, I learned about the electrophysiology of the heart. How exciting! But seriously. I really love cardiovascular medicine. Ladies and gentlemen, I think I have found my calling. It clicks. The heart clicks, even if it's not supposed to (path, anyone?). I'm just on the same page as the heart. My heart is so happy that I understand it. It's happy.
That brings me to the end of my day.
And the beginning of the actual post.. begins.
As an introduction, I'd like to admit that prior to this year, I was never a moisturiser person. I swore by cleanser, but never moisturiser. In retrospect, I could not have picked a worse product to neglect. Moisturiser is wonderful.
Now toner, that's a different story. Ugh. Toner.
