sunburn diary: Day 3

am peeling. finally.

however, with the flush of relief that at last, my face is not hurting comes the absolute gross-osity of the moulting proccess.
i am now...in a colourful state. and also will not be coming out of the recluse of the house until i am fully Renewed and my nose looks aestheticaly better and will not cause little children to run away in hysterical terror and forever be guilty of causing life-long trauma and go to the dark recesses of Hades for it.

although i can see a positive side of the Traumatized Children perspective.

"once upon a time, a foolish girl not yet infamous for her idiocy went to the beach.

Everything was diddly fine and so there she was, splashing innocently and most importantly, IGNORANT about the fact that *gasp* she had forgotten to bring along with her the Magic Potion that her fairy godmother bestowed upon her. [apparently, in other dimensions, said potion is commonly known as sunblock. here, they call it the Elixir That Protects One From Rays of Glowing and Burning Orb.]

7 hours later, she was red and sore. This stupidity induced ailment caused her much suffering and emotional scarring for a good portion of her life.

The End"
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tomorrow: what i did on the first day of CAP04. *BAWLS* stoooooopid little buggers! augh augh this is SO the epitomy of unfair. i can only comfort myself in the fact that today's dim sum was good and more...impactful, they *gasp* dont have secondary drame this year.