This feisty lil Bitch has horns!

Then we went to shop for my white gold jewellery pieces. Ended up with just 1 new piece cos' there weren't anymore nice and better-priced ones.

Damn my lousy phone cam. I'm seriously in need of a good digicam here! Help?! Sponsor?! Gotta be red k.

So after all that TBP shopping, I filled up endless lucky draw forms before heading down to meet the JIVAS for our manicure/pedicure session. Reached Bugis on time and I gotta admit this. I HATE PARCO BUGIS JUNCTION! It's like a maze with tons of entrances and exits AND I have no a very poor sense of direction. So I was sulking and all alone. Plus Eve wasn't around and Viv was late. Boohoo..

When the three of us finally met, we wasted no time in heading down to Liang Seah Street where the Pedicure/Manicure place was supposed to be. Found out that they've moved to Bencoolen Place. Ok, then we walked somemore to that place. By the time we reached there, my feet were killing me! When I took a peek into the place, I was thrilled and soooo very excited!

It may be small but very cosy! In the front windows were rows and rows of nail polish! Then there were two dryers for the fingernails and one big dryer for the toenails. We chose our colours, with Eve's girly pink and mine's copperish tone due to my dark skin tone and stubby fingers. Eve and I took the premier pedicure and manicure package for $50 while Viv took the premier pedicure for $35 due to her not wanting to damage her fingernails during her camping trip. Eve decided on a french manicure while I wanted nail art on my nails! Hehe..

5 big black cushioned armchairs aka massage-chairs-lookalike were placed behind this wooden screen. We were ushered to the chairs after choosing the colours. Next, we get to soak our feet into this warm honey milk bath. AHhhh... Pure bliss. One girl attended to my hands while the other attended to my feet. We joked and laughed and sighed happily throughout the whole experience. But I grimaced and cringed when the pedicurist attended to my toenails and feet cos' I have really ugly feet! She cut, polished, massaged, scraped and scrubbed my feet. Viv was giggling and laughing her head off and her whole face turned beet red when the pedicurist delicately massaged and scrubbed her feet. When the dry and thick skin fell off our feet in flakes during the scraping session, I frowned and muttered "Eh... Parmesan cheese.." which sent the three of us into another peal of laughter. The whole session lasted slightly over 2 hours. At the end of it all, this was the result.

Mine's the one in white thongs. Nice right?

My chubby hands. Got hock kee (fu qi aka prosperity) okie?!

Closer look, also useless. Damn phone cam!

My thumb. Damn, my phone cam really do no justice to the skilful artwork of the manicurist!

This is not my boyfriend's foot, it's mine! Fugly, I know.

The first time I ever did a manicure was an Express french manicure which was so-so. This manicure and pedicure session was really good! I give it 4 1/2 stars out of 5. Superb nail art skills, good service, excellent work done on my limbs plus friendly staff! Money was well worth every cent! Will be going there again with Viv for a Chinese New Year manicure and pedicure. Haha..

So yar, after one whole day's activities, I couldn't wait to go home and rest my well-pampered feet. But some firritating scums just had to spoil it all. Got off at the bus stop opposite my block and there was a group of christian teenagers giving out pamphlets. Reminded me of a pack of hungry wolves who were eyeing potential targets for a meal. I ignored them and just walked towards the traffic light so as to cross the road to get to the other side. Lo and behold, there was another group of christian teenagers.

Side-track a lil:
Qn: Why did Steph cross the road?
Ans: To get away from the firritating Christians.

So yar, the green man didn't come soon enough for those assholes to have their chance to pounce on me. But I just crossed my arms, glared at them and shaked my head firmly, shutting them up even before they had the chance to speak.

When I got to the other side, I braced myself for another assault. True enough, there was a larger crowd of teenagers blocking the path. I clenched my fists and cut through the large group without saying a word. By this time, I was seriously pissed off and was ready to bite anyone's head off. All of a sudden, this ~~brave~~ Fstupid young man ran down the slope and stopped right in front of me. Before he even opened his mouth, I glared into his eyes and mouthed the word 'FUCK OFF', enunciating each and every syllable of the two words, and stomped off.

Finally reached the bottom of my block and just when I thought I have escaped from their clutches, I heard running footsteps behind me.

"Excuse me, would you be interested to attend this gospel rally my church is giving..."

I turned around before she finished speaking. If looks could kill, that lass would have been dead a million times over.

"YOU FUCKING KIDS ARE SO GODDAMN IRRITATING! SCUMS! DO YOU HAVE A LICENCE TO PREACH, UH?! UH?! YOU PEOPLE ARE EVERYWHERE! FROM JUST ACROSS THE ROAD TO HERE, IF I AIN'T HOLDING ANY OF YOUR PAMPHLETS, IT MEANS ONE THING! I AM NOT INTERESTED! GEDDIT?! YOU HAVE PERMISSION TO DO THIS?! WHATEVER! I AM NOT INTERESTED... so FUCK OFF!"

I practically screamed the last two words into her face and stomped off to take the lift up to my house. Don't know if I left that little twat traumatised or whatsoever. I don't care. I do have a thing against christianity and those morons who blindly follow and worship. Within a short distance of less than 1km, I get approached 5 times by these pests, who have no sense of shame. They kinda remind you of ghouls/zombies who just wouldn't stop until they've gotten what they wanted. AND I just wanna get home asap!

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Ok, shall blog bout JIVAS x'mas gathering which took place yesterday, tomorrow. Gotta go register my modules for next semester now. Ciao!