Major Pain!

I blame my lazy creaking body for allowing to be tortured by that dang masseuse guy at that dang shop in JB Sutra Mall. *rubs bruised back*

When yesterday's urut session was over, I was sooo relieved (cos I've wanted a massage since last year, ya know) until um 30 minutes after I got onto the bus back to KL. Adoi. Pain. Paaaainful I tell you!

No amount of 'mind over matter' will be able to persuade me to go for another foot/back massage there. SAKIT giler weh! Well, unless ada org nk belanja... then can. :P

Anyhoo~ What a tiring weekend. *cough* Not like I did much during the kenduri pun. But please like oh my goodness, stop telling me to eat so much food! Mak Tok's kuah kacang campur durian (which I had 10 helpings of *gasp*), kuah durian with pulut, Pak Long's serunding, the durians from all over Johor and then Mak's cooking spells disaster for my low blood pressure.

Thank God I didn't gain weight. Ugh.

Must. Not. Eat. Lunch. And. Dinner. For a week.

ps: A lot of people assume I'd follow after my Dad's craze for the fruit and kept giving me sympathetic stares when I declined after just 3 ulas. Gile ke hape?