Loving summer in the Southern Hemisphere

Since it's 35 degrees or over during the Christmas holiday, I decided to just embrace the heat instead of complaining about it.

See, we don't really get white christmas or cold christmas down under - it's more of having your skin melt because of the heat.

And so, I've been sunbaking for a couple of hours a day. I've gotten so dark my friends couldn't see me at night - no kidding. Yes, kidding. No kidding.

No kidding.

Seriously.

I have a nasty bikini tanline around the chest area which my friends think is disgusting - but Mark thinks it's sexy.

So I guess I'll keep the tanline then.

Sometimes I go to the beach with people from uni but most of the time I just pass out under the sun by the pool with Dimples.

Then after a long afternoon of sunbaking, we would make ourselves an Absolut Kurant Vodka mixed with crushed ice and Kool-Aid.

Yep, life is good.

If I were a fried chicken right now, I'm cooked to perfection, I joked. My skin was golden brown just after three hours under the sun.

Did you get a nice tan, Lachlan, one of my friends asked.

Let's just say I can't get any darker, I replied.

Nikki, be careful, I don't want you getting skin cancer, Mum said.

I don't think I will, I put on sunscreen, and I only sunbake after three in the afternoon or before eleven in the morning.

And since the days are long during this time of the year, I sunbake til 6:30-ish.

I sunbaked today, and I will sunbake tomorrow and on Friday and on New Year's Eve.

So when the new year enters, at least I look healthy.

And by that, I didn't mean fat.


For better of for worse

Mark and I had been spending a lot of time together. He's meant to go back to Sydney tomorrow but him and Tama decided to postpone their flight for later.

I'm stoked. He is a really nice guy.

He makes me laughed. There will be times that I would be literally hunched over from laughing so hard. I love a guy who makes me laugh.

And when we hang out, it's just like hanging out with a good friend.

I made him download Marques Houston's song Marriage and I made him sing the words to me.

Marriage won't change nothing but your name - he sang out.

It's more than a ceremony, more than a wedding ring...

Then he sighed.

I knew what he was thinking. And I left it alone. It's not my place to tell him that he messed up royally.

But then again, I am his friend too. So maybe I do have a say.

Meh, I don't know.

All I know is I'm having a grand time with Mark.

He puts a smile on my face.