My Own Personal Hydra

I am feeling the need to have a little side rant today.  I thought that once you crossed that magical threshold from puberty to adulthood, you were also suppose to leave all the crap that goes with it behind.  Such as voice cracking and yes, this giant sized zit by my nose.  I'm thirty-one years old why does my completion look like I'm freaking fifteen?

This morning I awoke to a mountain on my face, and much like the Hydra of Greek mythology, it had multiple heads.  I was able to exercise one without much trouble, but then I started bleeding like someone had stabbed me in the jugular vein.  That made it almost impossible to get to the other two heads without making myself bleed to death.  Now I have this pulsating half white, half scabbed monstrosity on my face, that I just know everyone is dying to comment on.  Denise I'm talking to you.  As you can see this has pretty much ruined my mood for the day.  I'm hoping this post will make me feel a little better.