the sun smiled evilness upon me

sunburns are the suck. technically i have no one to blame but myself because i wasn't wearing any sunscreen but man...as a kid, i don't recall being burnt as bad as i am, in such a short time. i think the majority of it was from the reflection off the water while we were swimming. the water was fantastic and i was having fun so the idea of the whole sunburn thing was the last one on my mind. i am, of course, now kicking myself. better yet, i'm scratching myself....or dying to. the burn has now progressed to the itchy, healing phase which is insanely annoying. my shirt is facilitating the itch which feels like bugs crawling on my back. not to mention my face looks like i had a freakin' chemical peel. watch out paris hilton, you haven't seen hot til you lay your peepers on me. i knew there was a reason i didn't ever get into the whole tanning thing. it's total shite. i mean what able minded, sane person would pay for a machine to burn their skin, on purpose, so they can look 'healthy'?!?! a freakin' nutcase, that's who. i've always said that i'll thank myself when i'm older for staying out of the sun when i was younger. the jokes i get about being pale and almost see through hurt less than having a sunburn. add in i'll be getting the last laugh, quietly to myself, at all those walking handbags who spend their time tanning and sunbathing. i'd rather be a ghost over a leatherface.