the diaries of a pubescent boy

the magic paper

I pluck off the styrofoam balls as carefully as I can, but most of them break, leaving me with only a handful.

I have to find out how to keep the fake pimples lasting longer, if not I'll have to spend a lot of money on styrofoam balls.

I get a shower in before sitting down at my desk to get the fake pimples painted and ready to go in case I cant think of a solution. This time, I paint all of the balls by dunking them in the paint mixture to speed up the process.

Meanwhile, I am thinking of how to get the pimple problem solved. I stay up all night thinking of a solution before it hits me. If I were to stick the pimples on a surface that wouldn't break when I removed it from my skin.

To do that, I would need a renewable adhesive to stick the surface to my face as well as a strong adhesive to stick the fake pimples to said surface.

I head on to Amazon to buy my stuff and for the next few days, I wait in anticipation for my things to come.