rain on me
Sunday, 1 July 2007 | 10:28 pm

The Art of Chinese Massage Torture

Oh, yes.

It's like dripping water between one's eyes for days on end. I heard the Chinese invented that as a form of annoying the truth out of their torture-subject. How not fun.

My mum made me lie on her beloved massage bed. I told her I would endure the massage again if it made me grow another 3 feet. Fairly reasonable don't you think? Man, it HURTS, as you would expect from bloody SPINE ELONGATION. Oh well, I'm pretty sure my mum will make me do it again, she says I will have good skin if I do and that's enough convincing for me! I treated myself to some chocolate cake after, as a reward for my so patiently lying on the massage bed as heated stakes were kneaded into my back. I like cake so much, always makes me feel better. I think I'm going to make a cake this holiday. My mum unexpectedly dug up a cake book so that's all I'll be doing this holiday. Eating and making cake!

On a completely different topic altogether, I really really really really want to go shopping. In fact, I actually NEED to go shopping. That just lets you all know the desperate-ness of my situation, what girl only goes shopping when she needs to? This holiday, I'm going to buy boots! I want to go to England at the end of the year, which is highly unlikely. My dad will let me go to Malaysia though, so if I go there, I can shop SHOP SHHOOOOOOPPPPP! Yeah, I know I wouldn't be allowed to go on a spending spree in Australia. I will think happy thoughts about Malaysia in order to temporarily appease my insatiable desire to spend SPEND SPPPPPEEEEEEEEND!

My back is really starting to cane and DAMMIT, I need a job!

Love,
Mel