Needle-muddle.

Hey y'all .



It's been a tremendously rough day. What with all the needle-phobia and such. Oh wait, I guess I haven't told you all about it have I?

Picture this. Bryan Freeman (me) finally makes up his mind two days ago to go for a facial treatment, boldly striding across asphalt. Every step resolute. For he was going to combat his pimple problem. A slight breeze caressed his face, as he surveyed his surroundings. This was the ideal spot for him. Roxy Square.

Ok. So some of you are trying to figure out, 'what the hell is he talking about?'. Well, the thing is, I don't know either. roflmao.

So anyway, I went for the facial treatment at Roxy Square. My facialist, (weird label but couldn't think of anything better), named Wendy started on me. It was alright at the start, with me going at some light banter with Jerome (another facialist o.o) and her. So this is how it went, I was told to lay down on this reclining chair and had eye-puffs(?) put over my -yes, obviously-eye. Then they washed my face in a most sensual way. Ahhhhhhh. Lol.

Anyone heard of the term, Micro-dermabrasion? Yes. I had it put on me. and No, its not as horrible as it sounds. Its like a miniature vacumn-cleaner tipped with diamond crystals. Efficient is it's middle name, as Wendy later showed me just how much dead skin it had cleaned from my face.

Then I had this weird machine put over my face. UV rays shot into my skin through another kind of crystal. Kinda like an electric zap each time. Wendy said: 'Time for your extraction.'. GG. Din't sound good. And rightly so. Quizzical, I questioned her on the procedure of such a task. 'Well, now I got to clear out your pores yea? So I'll have to use some needles.' laughing maniacally, she produced a 2-inch thick needle. (no im just kidding. not about the use o needles though.)

10 mins of intense pain left me in state of mixed feelings. Pleasure yet pain. If I've never believed these two feelings to manifest and co-exist at the same time, then today is the day I'm proven wrong. The pain was so great with the excruciating needles poking through my face that my body pumped out heaps of adreneline.

Then was sent into a semi-sleep induced state. Had to wear a mask for 20 mins =D

So thats my (not-so) horror recount on the first ever Facial Session that I've been to.

12 more sessions to go.

So I'm currently wearing a mask as I'm typing this. Am told it's healthyy ._.

I went to M. Yeo's place after that for a late-night 'party'.

Played at the swings at the nearby playground. Man do I have an issue with sand. Jing Han swung me high-high. lawl. I got freaked out by the height =O, slightly before that, Shaun was making all sorts of references with PRP . Well well Shaun, speak of the Debb..-Devil, sorry. Beat-boxing is SOO fun can. ;D (p.s. if you ain't getting it, don't take it too hard. All these references are insider stuff :s)

So btw, my class thought of an interesting class motto : dY/dX (lol yes, it's an Amath formula)
Daring , yet disciplined X-trodinaires ( damn. i k4ntsp3ll. ) Corny motto if you think about it but appreciate the amazing use of that acronym yea?

Alright.

Bryan signing off.