I Learned The Hard Way.

Last Friday I went swimming at the aquatic center with some friends. I wanted to get some sun, because it's a known fact that I have the whitest legs out of all my friends (except Rachal...poor Rachal). In my attempt to get tan I took SPF 4 sunscreen. We were at the pool for four hours, so according to my calculations, I was protected from the sun one minute every hour. When I got home I looked in the mirror, surprised when I saw a lobster staring back. The immensity of the red is unimaginable. I was so red that I was practically purple.
Saturday I went on the Ben Lomond Hike as you see below.(I did a little picture editing to make me look normal..oh the joy of Picasa) This was probably not the smartest thing, because now not only was I a burning fire flame ball, I was also exhausted and dehydrated. My body decided this was a bad combination and on Sunday I woke up with a swollen forehead. I refused to leave the house.
On Monday we were leaving to the Uinta's, so my mom hurried and took me to the doctor before we left. The swelling was now moving down my face, and slowly eating my eyes up. Obviously my plan to become beautiful and tan backfired, because now I looked like an ogre. The doctor told me that the swelling was a "natural reaction". I looked at him and said, "we both know this is NOT natural." He gave me some steroid lotion to stop the swelling. All I could think was, "Oh great. Now I'm an ogre on steroids."
Luckily I was with my "loving understanding" family all week and didn't have to be seen in public. They were so sweet, they thought of pet names for me such as kankle face, cling-on(something off of Star Trek), and occasionally SPF 4. Every day I'd wake up and the swelling would be somewhere else on my face. Luckily, the swelling stopped, but thanks to my dad, the teasing didn't. I will forever remain kankle face in his eyes.

Let this be a lesson to all you "want-to-be-beautifuls" out there. Albino is better than ogre.