grab my lil feet

i would scoff at the idea of getting a full body massage. do not be surprised that I might be yelling at the top of my voice if somebody drag me for a foot massage. well, my lil feet are just so sensitive. i don't have to learn those sophisticated side kicks for self defence. all you need to do is........... try to grab my lil feet and make it an imaginary string musical instrument. the next thing you know is ..........you have two huge panda eyes. arghh... to have a massage is like putting worms onto your body and allowing them to wriggle about freely. i hated that process of having 10 delicate fingers on my body. they must be trying to dig a hole in my hour glass body. how pathetic!!!

skinny was boasting about the different massage parlours that he had visited during our usual breakfast at the malay warung. i couldn't believe that there are massage parlours that offer additional services to the XXs in the siam country. don't blame me for being so shallow and slow in catching up. i am just another gullible lil girl who has pure thoughts. Tall Mr A said that i have been mingling around with too many sick boys and that's how i've gotten my lil brain contaminated. i guess that's how i've lost that angelic part in me. let's hope that i have not turn into a devil yet since i can be mean at times.

a visit to a hair saloon in melaka raya had changed my view. i was lucky enough to have two male hairstylists to trim my thick bushy long hair. one of them had orangie nails........ i wonder why would guys polish their nails with those foul smelling chemicals. i was gigling to myself when i try to imagine kf with pink nails, ac with green nails and humlae with purple nails. well, the hairstylist massaged my shoulder and i must admit that it was so comfortable. he's gentle and had delicate movements. owh........ i just can't wait to follow skinny to 'decent' massage parlours next time. i'll make sure i drag shy kf along.