Mothers!

She warned us, over and over. Put on sunscreen, wear a good well-sleeved top, if necessary; a hat. She warned us, but now, the tides have turned...She's sunburnt and peeling!

Wellll, not really. It's actually a face mask. Although I was shocked when she came to me with it on. She looked like she had blood running down her face and it was all drying around her mouth, and the smell of slightly rotten oranges wifting fragrantly around her face. Still, we managed to get the mask off of her face in one piece. It sure looked weird. That flabby piece of, whatever it was, clinging half on, half off her face.

I was slightly disturbed.

Also, last night, I watched Star Wars 3 for the first time.

I cried.

But it wasn't my fault! See, Obi Wan and Anakin were fighting and Anakin is evil and Obi Wan has to kill him because he's turned to the dark side. And Anakin's dying and he's all angry and all, 'I hate you!' and Obi Wan's all, 'I loved you Anakin, you were like a brother to me.' And I'm all, 'Cry....'

Very depressing, I assure you. It might take me a while to get over this.