shivers, tingles and goosebumps

My bestfriend Cindy came over my pad today for an overdue get-together for just us gurls. We really haven't planned anything out, other than hang out in my room or go to the mall or eat out or somethin'. Turned out we didn't get to do any of these.

I was checkin out my piggy bank earlier this morning while I was waitin for Cinds. So I was all sprawled eagle-style on my bed and I was opening the "secret door" of my piggy bank. Now this piggy bank was given to me by my best gurl Cinds. And aside from the fact that yes, 'twas given by my best bud (I couldn't emphasize more, can I?), this piggy bank is also special because it contained paper bills instead of the usual coins. Mind you, it's all 500Php bills at that! And so I started countin' and suddenly, I sat up straight! Gawd, I have over 10 grand worth of bills stuck somewhere and I didn't have any freakin clue until now. (Whooopeee!)

So I said to myself, "What now, Jing, huh? What are you gonna do?"

Hmm. Tough. I'm usually a scrimper. But hey, this was way too good to even think of saving it. I was makin' plans before I knew it. "Now what's takin Cinds so long?" I was thinking of havin us do some shopping spree.

Cinds arrived a coupla' minutes later and when I asked her what took her long, she went, "I had to go to the bank to start a savings account."

AAAAH!

I am such a weak person when it comes to these things. I almost never, ever spend unless I really, really need to. And just when I thought I'm gonna give in and go over that threshold, here comes my best gurl who thinks the exact opposite of what I'm about to do. And did I mention that Cindy is my crux of influence 99% of the time? Yes! Cinds is my guru. She says it, it's done before I knew it. So...you have any idea what happened next?

I opened my 2nd savings account today.

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Then we went to Megamall. We had lunch at...oh dupe, I forget! I actually kept tab on where we ate because I wanted to blog about...but guess what, I don't remember it now. I was supposed to write somethin about how the chicken barbeque was freakin stale and difficult to chew while the liempo made up for it by tasting so...tender, so scrumptious, so juicy, so ooh.. (eew, for my lack of appropriate adjectives, did I really have to moan??) Sheesh.

Then we walked around for a while trying to figure out why we were at the mall when we just deposited all our money at the bank just a couple of hours ago. So then when reality set in, and we realized that we were not buying anything, we decided to go back to my place to have a nap.

Wrong idea.

When I left home earlier this morning, Fatee (my maid) was there. I usually don't bring my house keys unless I know that nobody's gonna be home. Fatee's day-off is still a few days away. SO WHY DID I FREAKIN FIND A FREAKIN NOTE TAPED TO MY FRONT DOOR TELLING THAT SHE FREAKIN WENT OUT??!

Apparently, my tito Lando who was visiting for 2 days asked her to accompany him somewhere. Tito Lando is not familiar with Manila's street, so fine! I freakin understand that!

"So, where do we go Cinds?"
We stayed by my plants for about a couple of minutes. Gawd, we were so sleepy already. We were thinking of going to a local hostel or something but Cinds changed her mind coz she doesn't think she's comfortable going to places like those.
"How about maybe goin to this new spa that just opened a couple of blocks away?", says Cinds.

Cinds, being my crux of influence had me go with her to the spa in no time.

First was the steam bath. It was hot, hot hot! (I should have expected that, wool-head!)
After steamy, sweaty 20 minutes, we took a lukewarm shower and off we went to those comfy massage tables.
The room had soft lights and the stereo system had a tantric hum playing softly.
And I was naked from head to foot, save from a white towel draped across my back
Soon after I was moaning in my head for the most intense body massage ever. No pun intended folks, it was super. I'm not sure now if I should go into the nitty-gritty coz this blog might sound pornographic. But here, lemme tell ya, it's been 5 hours already since the massage, and I'm still tingling all over. Now, if that's not good massage, I dunno what is.

So enihoots, after the massage, we had to go home already because Cinds has work the next day and moi needed some sleep.

This has been a long log. I should be sleeping already but for some reason, I still have these goosebumps from the massage. I don't wanna be caught dead moaning in my sleep now, do I?
So hereI am... still writing..and writing..and writing...