Just a quick entry today. I'm typing using only my left hand because I got a second degree bun on my right pinky. D:
I know what you're thinking, either, "How'd you do that?" or "I really wish I had a cupcake."
Well, in response to the first statement I burned my finger while getting a pizza out of the oven. It was stuck to the rack and I was trying to pry it off with a wooden spatula. Well, my finger barely touched the rack for a second when I felt an extremely sharp pain. I looked down at my finger to see it blistered and boiling. The first thing I thought was, "Oh, God, I've melted my hand."
There was no logical bases to that statement. I was just in pain and the spot on my finger looked like the foot of a Barbie doll when you put it on a lamp. (Yes, I, did that once.) It's not to bad now, but my God, when it happened I felt like I was going to die. I have a low tolerance to pain.
In short, ouch.
-Elizabeth
P.S: (I wish I had a cupcake too.)