Post-post-vacation update:
In our hostel in Hiroshima, there were bedbugs.
From the tits up (including arms but not actual boobies) I look like I have chicken pox, sans my face. But my back (thankfully none on my tattoo - maybe they tried and said 'hey, inkstained blood tastes gross'), arms, and neck are covered with bites. The ironic thing is though they itch like hell, they're still nothing compared to the unending itchy agony of a freshly peeling tat. Rachel, the friend who came with me, is in similar itchiness. It's pretty much awful.
Other than that.. have my big 2/3 semester test on Monday. Am I worried? Course not, I'm Alz. I got this shit covered.
In our hostel in Hiroshima, there were bedbugs.
From the tits up (including arms but not actual boobies) I look like I have chicken pox, sans my face. But my back (thankfully none on my tattoo - maybe they tried and said 'hey, inkstained blood tastes gross'), arms, and neck are covered with bites. The ironic thing is though they itch like hell, they're still nothing compared to the unending itchy agony of a freshly peeling tat. Rachel, the friend who came with me, is in similar itchiness. It's pretty much awful.
Other than that.. have my big 2/3 semester test on Monday. Am I worried? Course not, I'm Alz. I got this shit covered.