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01 Nov
coke light
dead cockroaches
slow rock
Sunday, August 27, 2006
cracked, bruised, blushed

since dad's off to work and the sister is out for tuition, i joyfully skipped down to my fav masseuse for my traditional javanese full body massage earlier today.

it was my virgin moment.. and boy, was it a shiokly painful one!! i guess my favourite part of the entire massage would be when the lady cracked my neck. i thought that would be the end of me.... (think jet-li movies)

fortunately, tt didnt go as planned.

i just checked myself out. i'm sooo bruised alright. man.. i feel sexy~

i watched hady mirza in action on the spore idol encore show. tt guy made me blush like a fool again. what the hell.