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Chapter 118 : Sunburn AH! XD ;



The worst sunburn of all camps.  =|
But at least I'm a LOT better than Tungie XD
She's like... LOL!

It's too hard for words to describe.

I ain't gonna write about the camp. 
Cse I'm 99.9 % sure I'll write something vulgar in this post..hmm. 
PLUS it's an uber-packed schedule I might say. 
That explains our blackiness. XD
No time for sunblock. blah. 

I don't mind being black and all.
It's just that my skin peels in a way that you have to cover your face everytime you go somewhere.
Joanne and Fang Suen peeled my skin in tuition yesterday.
They even peeled out a fish! -.- with bubbles. zzz.
IT WAS FREAKING PAIN after they peeled it, not when they were peeling it. Swt. 

Today, I came to school with a rather big fish on my forehead. Lol.
So, it was like..
A black layer on the top, a big blotch of peeled off skin ( which is super disgusting if you ask me ) , and.. dead skin everywhere. 
Yes, in fact, I look like I have a skin disease. Awesome ey? NOT. 

Nicholas was 10000 times worse than me. :P
I scratched out my dead skin in class today. For a whole period, which means 40 minutes. LOL.
and Ngiow thought that my burnt skin was ITCHY. XD 
After my forehead, it was..my nose. The worst part of it all. 
My skin is ALMOST heeled by now. And I'ma wash it later. 
OH RIGHT. My face...is covered with pimples again! T.T !!
LAO WEH, I tried my very best to wash it and now it's invading my face again.


Ohhh welllll, that's all for now! 
Back to my stupid busy life. 
Buh byeeee! 



P.S. : ITCHYNESS ALERT!! ARGHH. 




xoxo-
celine(: ♥ pan-da. 




Oh, so I'm not that important? ;

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