The story of the Bi guy .... and the Blind guy.
I have no intention to make this offensive to anyone, so please do not take this the wrong way.
/disclaimer
Today:
Slept at 6am, woke up at 7:50am to send my bro to work. WAYY too early for me, but no choice, I gotta send him there. Otherwise he gotta either wake up really early to go to work himself, or he gotta take the car to work and pay heaps for outrageous CBD carpark rates. So, yes I'm being a kind soul in fetching him to work and willingly deprive myself of sufficient rest. ANYWAY. Went back, slept again at 9am, woke up at 11-plus to get ready for the girls to come over. 12pm! I was almost lateeee. But good thing they kept calling so I really woke up. Obviously I was reaaally tired. Anyway, they came around 1215 to pick me up. Headed out with the girls for some shopppping.
3pm came - Stacy was late for uni! Haha see why we're such good friends? We're of the same category. Okay, except I'm the extremist. Lol. Anyway she sent us to the MRT, the rest of us headed to City Hall.. for my precious massage. It wasn't the typical Indonesian or Thai massage I would usually go for, this one is more... I don't know, just a regular back massage I guess? I wanted to say Chinese massage, but I don't even know the style of such a massage? Anyway. Ok here comes the interesting bit: The dude who did for me was blind. Which I thought was really cool! Hey, if a blind guy does massage, I would think his sense of touch is A LOT better than a regular person, so it is safe to assume that their massage is heaps better. Anyway, I went downstairs to meet the girls to tell them all about my massage - about the blind guy who did my massage and how cool I thought it was. While I was talking, crys was just normal but feli gave me the WTF look. So, I thought... well, I guess it's only me who thinks it's cool. Anyway.. we walked back to the mrt heading to town, when I told them about his cool talking clock! 'Cos he had to keep to the time of the massage period he had to check periodically what time it was, and I was imitating how the clock sounded. THEN.. Feli asked, "Why would anyone want a talking clock when you can just SEE what time is it?!" HAHAHAHAHHAHA. Dudddeee! She clearly wasn't listening to what I was saying laaa. and it wasn't until ten minutes into the conversation when we realise we weren't talking about the same thing! PENGZ! hahahah shes so funnny la! She thought I said the massage guy was a BI (-sexual)! And at that talking-clock part, being bi-sexual didn't quite link with a talking clock so she voiced out. And apparently, having a strong sense of touch and being bi-sexual had some connections (i dunno-ASK HER!). HAHAHAHAHA.
okaay. sorry for being a bit draggy. I'm so distracted right now. I'm watching MJ's memorial... ciao!