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Bits and Pieces

Hello. Welllll, there isn't much to know about me. In other words, don't ask. Hey, but if you really want to know, one word: psychopath.. Anyways... I'm just another one of those bloggers out there, blogging about how crappy life is, etc. Pathetic, is it not? Life.

YOUCH!

well, as you all know, i'm fake. in photos, that is.

in real life, i have bad skin. in unreal life, i have GREAT skin!
as well as blue/green/you-name-the-colour eyes!

pathetic, isnt it?

well, i just went for a facial today. contrary to what people might think, it is NOT an enjoyable experience. (another) contrary to what people think, YES, guys can go for facials. and here's what i think: only people with BAD skin need facials! why would you people with nice, smooth, almost-blemish-free skin yearn for facials?! for maintenance? fine. for fun? NO!

i've had my fair share of spooky experiences during a few facials i've gone for and they are all similar, so that means it's the same ghost haunting me... right? answer: i dunno. anyway, it's like this: it's up to the part where a mask is smeared on my freshly raw and red face and i'm left alone in the room. THEN suddenly i feel like someone's sitting on me. i couldnt move a limb! i couldnt even open my eff-ing eyes. scary. it lasts for a few seconds. i guess the ghost got off after it felt like it had warmed its butt enough already. i kinda got used to it after awhile, but it's still alarming everytime it happens. after that first ghostly encounter, i complained to my mum. she said i must have fell asleep and somehow imagined everything up subconsciously. okay... fine, i accepted her theory, kinda reluctantly though. i dont sleep during facials! but when it happened for the second and third time, i complained to the management next. and you know what they did? they called for an EXORCISM. how flattering. lol. now this is what i call first-class customer priority. BWAHAHA.

the thing is, i think the ghost followed me back home. i had the same feeling of being sat on these past few weeks, a few times before i went to bed. oh well, i love you too, mr./ms. ghost!

the facial i went for today was at a different place altogether though. IT WAS HELL. blood, sweat and tears... ouch. no ghost though. but as they always say...

NO PAIN NO GAIN.

but hey! the auntie said everything will get better. so i'm putting the fate of my skin in her hands. if everything fails, then... well, i'd start over. but after i kill some people during the aftermath first.







and carmen, how did you know i go for facials?! *screams*

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