Feel the sun on your skin.

Having to rise at 0700 was surprisingly effortless for me, but nonetheless, I was still the last to arrive amongst my girlfriends. Anne was as punctual as she has always been, and even Nabilah, Ween and Sally got there before me.

We started off at Whitesands McDonalds with them filling up their stomachs with a hearty breakfast. I was in the world of my own throughout the train ride, with music streaming into my ears, reaching out to my sensory nerves. I was counting down the days I am left with, and I really don't know what to expect. Hence, I contacted my lifeline.

I'm sure we all had a marvellous time at the beach, in the water, in the sun. We didn't do anything extraordinary. Basically, we soaked ourselves in the water and basked in the sun. Spending four hours in the sun apparently made us suffer the aftereffects of the rays exuding from the sun.

We ended our day at Whitesands McDonalds with us filling up our stomachs with a hearty dinner. I got home fifteen minutes before ten and I was already feeling the toil in me, eating up my energy.

I am badly sunburned now and the pain is killing me. With every littlest movement I take, the pain I feel is as if someone walloping me. I moaned, I groaned, I groused, I cursed and swore, but nothing can ease my pain. As though I am on a needle bed, as though I am on fire.

What's worse?
I AM WORKING LATER.

All the best to me.