What a drag...

I have this love-hate relationship with the weekends.

Love it when it's near. Hate it when it's dragging at the end. Can't wait to get back in at work on Monday. But when Monday morning comes, I would have been wishing that it's Saturday all over again.

Another thing about weekends is that I pig-out endlessly when I have nothing to do at home. Not on real food but all sorts of rubbish. It's so out of control to the point of being scary. That's why I keep doing my laundry, hoovering, sorting my wardrobe, arranging and rearranging my stuff on the shelf...but I'll always end up, somehow or another, shopping for groceries.

Anyway...can't wait for next weekend to come! Yeap yeap, going up to Newcastle! Come to think of it, I've left Newcastle for exactly 6 months already. Just like that. Swished past before I realised it. And it's May. (God, it can't be! Already??!?)

Right...back to something positive! Newcastle...

Gonna go up for the weekend and celebrate with the dudes on their last paper. Just like last year. Er...but I think I was back home snoozing away 2 hours after my paper ended instead of painting the town red. Yeah, I was. Coz I was too tired and drained by then. (Eww, that was so boring!)

Update:
My rashes have almost finally healed! After, like, a whole week?!? It's not completely healed though, but I consider it almost since it's no longer sore and itching, but the ugly patches are still there no doubt making it an eyesore. I was so traumatized coz it got so SO bad on Monday morning that I'd bought antihistamines, calamine and hydrocortisone cream during lunch break instead of lunch. But it's like a layer of dried and not-quite-dead-yet skin that's probably waiting to peel off sooner or later or get shed off when the cells renew themselves. Wonder how I actually got that in the first place?

You guys will never believe this

I know the risk of posting this.

It's incredibly stupid if it is what I think it is.

I'm having.......


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a sunrash...

OMG!!!

I think it's a sunrash because it's the first time when I've actually sat in the sun after the past few months and this week was the only week that had loads of sun and warm enough for us to sit outside.

It's also the first time I'm dressed light for the weather in months. And this is what I get...

It must be that...

SEE!!!!

(my poor hand...)


WHY??!??!!

What the hell is happening? I practically grew up UNDER the sun all my life...and now I'm what, allergic to it already??!?!?!

I might just burst up into flames one day when the temperature creeps up high enough later in the summer.

Talking about summer, this year's summer is much better than last year's. We do get the occasional rain here and there, but at least this week has been warm and lovely. We even had a new park bench erected outside the pantry and we're all having our breaks out there! (And that was also how I got the rashes.)

I might be allergic to the sun but my melanin production is still as good as I remembered it. (Good news!) I was just exposed to the sun for an hour or so...and I'm getting tan lines already...HAHAHA!

Yes...tan lines of my watch and from the sleeves of my shirt, that is. -_-" But hey...at least I won't be getting sunburn that easily yet.