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Skin that has become photo-sensitive is characterised by an exaggerated response or sensitivity to light. Usually the reaction is triggered by sunlight - both indoors and outdoors, as common window glass does not filter out the rays of sunlight responsible for some photo-sensitivity reactions. Sometimes reactions are triggered by indoor lights such as fluorescent tubes.

The skin reaction may consist of itching, inflammation (redness), or a rash. Dark spots of hyperpigmentation sometimes occur.

Photo-sensitising agents are found in numerous products. Commonly used products that may contain photo-sensitisers include perfumes and colognes, anti-bacterial soaps, synthetic detergents, medicated cosmetics, shampoos, antiseptic creams, and aftershave products.

In many cases, it is difficult, if not impossible, to track down the source of photo-sensitisation. Compounding the problem is the fact that once a person is sensitised, he or she may also become sensitised to closely related chemicals.

Individuals who have developed photo-sensitive reactions must minimise their exposure to sunlight. When sun exposure is unavoidable, they should shield themselves with protective clothing and use a maximum-SPF sunscreen (15 or above). Physical sunblocks containing titanium dioxide or zinc oxide provide the most protection but leave an obvious film that may be undesirable.

Let hope rock

Cancer pain
A cancer in your body could cause you acute or chronic pain. Acute pain is severe and lasts a relatively short time. It is usually a signal that body tissue is being injured in some way, and the pain generally disappears when the injury heals. Chronic or persistent pain may range from mild to severe, and it is present to some degree for long periods of time. Some people with chronic pain that is controlled by medicine can have breakthrough pain. This occurs when moderate to severe pain "breaks through" or is felt for a short time. It may occur several times a day, even when the proper dose of medicine is given for chronic and persistent pain.

It is an evening of fun filled entertainment.

An evening to experience the healing power of music.

It is an evening dedicated to all the kids who are suffering from cancer.

And an attempt to light a candle of hope in their lives.

Last week you read about the musical extravaganza which is taking place on August 31. Guess what! It's going to be a 'wild' evening of rocking with 'fiery' music and blazing entertainment.

If you are thinking "oh not again... I've seen this before" then think twice because you have no idea about what's in store. Wildfire has put together a very special and unique blend of music especially for HOPE RoCkS!

A whole new show, a brand new experience and a total redefinition of the word entertainment is what the Student Activity Club of Asia Pacific Institute of Information Technology has in store for you. What awaits you at the Western Garden of the BMICH from 8.00 p.m. onwards will change you for sure.

"This is no ordinary rock concert where you would dance the night away, go home and forget about it. We want to make it an experience where you will carry something in your hearts and minds as well" say the organisers.

The students of APIIT will join hands with advertisers Phoenix Ogilvy, The Sunday Times and ETV to promote the cause initiated by the HOPE Cancer Society.

Trials of being a nice guy
Who, exactly, is a Nice Guy? I'm not quite sure I could tell you. There's no occupation or glaring trait that screams to the world, "I'm nice!" Quite to the contrary: it's the lack of flashy showiness that is an integral part of being a Nice Guy, though some would say otherwise.

Think back to the last time you were depressed. Think back on whom all you talked to. Think of the guy whom you bitched to about your problems and your life. Think of who gave you a shoulder to cry on and words of reassurance. If he listened well, heard you out, and gave sound advice - especially if he focused on your specific situation, not something from his life or vague, general comments - then he was probably a Nice Guy.

Being a Nice Guy is more an ideology than any action alone can encompass. It's hard to explain. Nice Guys deal with their emotions. Nice Guys have compassion. Nice Guys value honesty, even when it hurts them. Nice Guys are there when you need them, but aren't in the way when you don't. Nice Guys work and play well with others. Nice Guys listen when you need to talk to someone. Nice Guys are, to the best of their abilities, fair, giving, open, and helpful. In a nutshell: Nice Guys are - well, nice. I don't know how else to put it.

Don't try and deny it: you love a Nice Guy. The guy who'll go out of his way to help you, to beat your blame and pain. He even feels guilty about sharing his problems with you because he doesn't want to bring you down. You know a guy like this, right?

He's almost always there for you. He's articulate, writes poetry or plays songs, and reads classic novels and contemporary books. He's a hopeless romantic and he only wants the best for you.

Go ahead, try him! Tell him how your boyfriend is a jerk - he'll comfort you and tell you how wonderful you are.

He resents you because you can do things he can't. You can take people down guilt trips, you can flip out, you can manipulate other people's feelings, and you can do something selfish every once in a while because you deserve something 'just for you'.

All these things make a Nice Guy guilty, because they aren't - well, nice. He's not helping others; he's helping himself, and he feels guilty about that.

He may want to tell somebody to stop messing him around, or that he needs to feel loved by his true love. But that would be implying that they're doing something wrong, and he doesn't want to make people feel bad about themselves. Really. A Nice Guy has plenty of experience feeling bad about himself, and he doesn't want anyone else to feel that way themselves.

He doesn't want people to take him for granted as their ever-willing constant, sure. But it's more than that. He doesn't want to be liked because he's a Nice Guy. He wants to be liked because he's a writer, because he's passionate, because he can't play sports, because he can kiss well, because he has a horrible memory and he desperately tries to make up for it.

"It doesn't matter. He can't deny his nature. A Nice Guy always wants to please other people, and always wants to be liked by everyone. Even you, a complete stranger, have to like him or he's failed. He's been told all his life that he's a Nice Guy.

"He just so... nice. I can't believe it. He's just asking for people to abuse him. He doesn't stick up for himself at all. He deserves whatever he gets."

Girls, you can't imagine being involved with a Nice Guy, because you value them too much as a friend. Besides, if you did get into a relationship with them, you'd just exploit their inherent good nature, whether you wanted to or not. But it's not always like that. Even nice guys want to be loved and be in a relationship with that special someone who means so much to them.

Guys, you can't imagine your best friend not being there for you - after all, he's such a Nice Guy. You take for granted that he's there to help you out, but you don't think about helping him with his problems. I mean, come on, he's a Nice Guy. Nobody has a problem with him, right? Why would anyone have a problem with a Nice Guy?

Because you take advantage of him, does that mean you're a despicable person? Or just opportunistic? And whose fault is it, anyway? Maybe it can be solved by a simple matter of psychology: He's set up a pattern of abuse. People expect him to be nice, they know how he'll react, and they act accordingly. He won't change because it's who he is.

A Nice Guy will inevitably hurt someone, though he didn't mean to, and will feel exponentially worse. And then he'll also keep that to himself because he doesn't want to bother you with his problems. He lets it all wrap tightly around his insides, all the grief and the guilt and the pain, and he hates the only person he can: himself.

A Nice Guy constantly thinks: I wonder why I couldn't have done better for my friend or for that girl I met at a party, why did I mumble something about her dress, then panic, then kick myself for failing a chance to meet a new person - but then feel worse for making her feel rejected, and then for making her think I'm a loser. But wait, I'm a Nice Guy! I'm too nice for my own good! Let me buy you a drink! Come back!

Footnote: Is it just me or does the music of Michelle Branch and the theme song to ETV's new sitcom "Maybe it's Me" fill one's mind with thoughts of happiness?

Why not spend a lazy Sunday afternoon thinking about it? Good luck...

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