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3 days before I am flying to Malaysia, I burn myself. Surprisingly, Brad did too, which is weird. But again, how odd is it? Talking about cosmic connection. I am determined to be angry at myself until the bruises heal,  but knowing Brad’s burn gives me relief. Anyway, I just wish they are somewhere at the back or somewhere else, so I can easily apply some ointment like back acne treatment if I have pimples there. *sigh* I am so desperate that the scar will blacken sooner. They are still reddish, which means “wait.” Blah!

Ha! Ha! Ha! This is not a big deal (again). I am just equally worried as much as I want to lose otherwise. I am sick. I am still sick. The upside of being sick, or not really, is losing weight. I really hate this part when I seem to give an impression that I have a weight problem. I don’t and I am not one of those girls who do it for vanity, who resort to easy-does-it pills like apidexin. I just need to be in a certain weight or else hell will freeze. If they do it for vanity, I do it for sanity.

Oh yeah, I am still sick. But, I want to think I am getting better. :p

Make that less than two weeks to be exact. Wow! I am really excited. I am going to see Brad. Hold him. Hold him more. Okaaay, let’s not go porno on that thought. And yes, this is yet another weight whinge. I should have been doing my physical routine, and I should have completed half of it already. Yet, I have priorities and a flu. It is different with a flu. I need to buffer my body with nutrients (translates to food). By that, I mean more sugar. It is not a secret that my body feeds on two things – sugar and oxygen. Weird huh? I still need some other things like vitamins. Yup, I get them too with sugar. Lol! Anyway, click here if you want an instant weight loss, not me exactly!

Say no more. I am being girly Cielo. Did I just say that? Lol! I make myself sound like I am not a girl to begin with. Anyhoo, with my sniffles and frustration over the permit application. I did it again! *phew* Well, I need it.

I was just supposed to get cold tablets, then the next thing I knew was I picked this and that. This time, I went for moisturizers.

I don’t have moisturizer anymore. I feel bare without it. It’s not like I have wickedly spent for makeup. Moisturizer is a need. My need. I have spent a thousand. I realize that I’ve bought something that is a little bit expensive for a cream. Well, it is made from fruit. I like to go organic this time for my skin. I think I’ve reached for Acneticin? Oops… I’ve changed my mind with that. I remember that I have some Hydrocort my doctor prescribed.

See, I don’t mind spending so much for moisturizers and sunscreen (still have to hunt my favorite brand). Want to know why? Because I like to wear my skin. :p I don’t shop for clothes much, and if I did, I feel guilty. But with moisturizer, it makes me happy.

Something tells me that my blog is all about weight whinges. Ha! Well, if it is so, then just give me the privilege of being a woman. At least when I turn 31 on monday. I can say, I don’t have cellulite. Lol! Instead, I have more scars. Pretty nasty! (or I think so). I call them ocean scars, actually. I mostly got them from skimboarding or surfing. Oh… yup, I am considering weight loss supplement as of now. But, power! power! will power! power! Again, it is not me. Besides, it is not as if I am really huge to care. I am just being oceanic vain. (huh?)

should i be complaining? not really, i guess. i look at myself naked in the mirror before shower. like it has been ages since i last did it. it is part of my daily regimen before my privacy is limited to some reasons. first of all, my skin is soooo bad. talking about not wearing the right sunscreen and forgetting my moisturizing cleanser for the last month under the sun. i have my regrets so do speak.

so anyway, i think i don’t need any diet pill review. honestly, i am not really a fan. however, getting info about it here and there really helps. i’m happy with myself right now. but still, i need to maintain it. i don’t want to be cranky for the rest of the year. weight makes me cranky every time. i am that weird, yeah?

Guess what?! I have discovered that surfing can really make me lose weight in a snap. It did also make me wear all the way bikinis. How odd is it, yeah? So anyway, after  five days of everyday surf and oh yeah skim. I finally got what I want for a body. But then, my bad… I put of what I lost… or at least I want to think of it. Seriously, I have been eating like hell without the exercise (thanks to my infected wound).

So……… this means that when I get back to the city. I will fry my arse on the treadmill. I mean it!!!! I think it will just be all fine. And yeah… my new aim is the ultimate bikini body or it has always been? Hahahaha silly!

Do I sound like complaining again? So yeah I am so far. But, for what it’s worth I did like slowly going back to my old self. Hahahaha! Yeah, my chair is not that heavy. I can carry it as the local saying goes. C’mon… I am not desperate to even consider something like looking for the best weight loss supplements out there. I am a no pain, no gain person. But I did once… or twice. Sshhh… It wasn’t desperation. I was just altogether cranky.

Well, I have a justification already about my rashes. It’s unbearable but then tolerable. Hmmn ironic somehow. The sand might caused it. I am not going to really conclude it until I confirm it with my dermatologist. She already warned me not to go to beaches. C’mon! That’s like “you’re not allowed to breathe anymore.” Anyway, yeah rashes are everywhere. I think they are on my face too, pretty much like acne. I am tempted to get some over the counter ointment and acne serum. It’s quiet itchy at times. My skin has reacted to the bad side effects of the prescribed cream. My skin is flaking and I am still due for another beach trip. I need my skin doctor now! Hmmnn she is also on vacation! Blah!

I haven’t really revealed the fact that I “dogcat” last time I went to the beach. That was the third time so do speak. I am not making a habit out of it since I don’t really see the point of smoking and not really feeling high. Weird. I get more high skimboarding or running the marathon. Brad warned me about it. I was like… there’s no harm to be warning of in the first place. Cigarettes for instance, I am an occasional smoker. Seriously, I don’t find anything from it except casual conversations. Sadly, my beaux is really into smoking nicotine. But I am proud to say that he quit the organic smoke. I don’t know which should I be prouder of. Anyway, I should ask him about electronic cigarette. I never really heard of such, but it sounds interesting. I might as well give him one if I can find one. Tricky… oh well. I don’t really have a harmful habit. Do I?