HATE: Poison Ivy!!!!!

#8
I would post you pictures of what my limbs look like right now, but they are so grotesque I don't want to cause anyone to vomit.

I hate poison ivy. This is my first time ever getting it, so I have nothing to compare it to, except maybe chicken pox. Yes, I feel that awful. I may not have an accompanying fever, but oh, how I ITCH!!!

I itch so badly, I wanna SCREAM!!! I itch so badly, I'm starting to itch everywhere, not just where I have poison ivy. I'm developing a rash on other parts of my body, just from scratching myself so hard where I do have poison ivy. I feel like I'm going MENTAL!!!! I look at myself and I want to CRY. I'm in week 3 of having it so it's barely beginning to go away, but I'm starting to resemble a burn victim. That's not meant to be funny or insulting to any burn victims out there, so my apologies. I just can't stand what I look like right now, especially when I'm naked. When I'm naked, I start feeling depressed. I can't stop scratching myself though! Believe me, I'm trying, but it's SO HARD!! I do feel like I've improved on restraining myself this past week, but I'm still nowhere near stopping myself. I feel like maybe I should be wearing oven mitts 24/7 just to ensure I have normal skin after this is all over with.

And what if I scar??? I can't even go there right now. I just need to focus on being patient and waiting this whole thing out. It seems to take an average person about 3 weeks to get over poison ivy. I'm unfortunately, not average and very, very Asian. This peculiar anomaly in my genetic make-up could potentially mean I'll be completely healed in about 4-5 weeks.

Prepare for a report-back in 2-3 more weeks on my skin update. Wish me luck.

LOVE: Eating

I wish I could be Kobayashi

#5:

Man, I LOVE eating. It could very well be my favorite thing to do, EVER.

Besides the fact that you need to eat in order to live, I thoroughly enjoy it.

Which probably directly lead to me gaining 5 lbs. in one week.

5 lbs. 1 week.

That's just disgusting. I really let eating get the best of me this past week. It doesn't help that my job affords me the pleasures of free catered meals, but I really threw my will power out the window.

It's time to get back to life, and back to reality.

I cannot continue to eat like I am pants-less on an every day basis.

Time to get rid of the glazed donut wrapped around my belly.