The morning of Friday, June 3, my friends and I all piled onto a bus for the annual end of the year junior high beach trip. What a great day to end the year, right? Well my friend Willy had the brilliant idea of building a huge sandcastle. Of course, I was all over this and spent 2-3 hours in the same place, shirtless, pale as ever, under the sun.......
I looked just like this guy when I got home
ok maybe a little different, but you get the picture. I was pissed.
I blame no one but myself. And now I really know why God invented sunscreen.
So Lenny (i'll give her the introduction she deserves later) and I went and saw Madagascar that night. I don't care how great of a movie it was (I don't remember much), it was the most miserable experience at a movie theater I have ever had. My back got burned so bad, I couldn't sit still or stop itching. I refuse to watch it again to this day because the memories just come poring back.
(for you psychology people, I just used described elaboration)
All in all, I had a fun day, a really bad evening, and a horrible night. I remember having my mom rub lotion on my back as I tried to go to sleep because I couldn't rest without itching it. Thanks mom :)
you are too cute and funny. i love this. in the uncreepiest way ever haha.
ReplyDeleteaw what are moms for but to rub sunscreen on burned backs.
ReplyDeletealthough i don't ever remember her doing that for me -- i usually just got a lecture about how irresponsible i was being with my paleness in the sun.