In God's Hands©Frances Belle Parker

Face Off

Do you know how painful a facial can be??? Trust me, you're better off going to the dentist instead. It all started with me want to go get my hair cut at my regular joint. As I walked in, the gay barber quickly pointed me to his chair before the regular guy could even open his mouth to ask. Hmmm why is it that its always the gay ones that rush to cut my hair,anyway at the end of the haircut the guy asks if I would like a facial since it would be good for my skin. I think to myself sure why not, could use some pampering I guess. Boy was I wrong, the barber get this damp face cloth and wipes my face. That is followed by a brisk scrub with some face scrub, next an application of cream. All the while I'm thinking ok this seems to be getting a bit rough, hell I didn't know the half of it. The barber brings out this steam machine, lets it heat up for a couple of minutes, takes the cream he applied on my face off and then whoooshhhhhh I have a face full of hot steam on my face. It was really hot, I felt like the skin on my forehead was burning ouch, what was this guy trying to do, burn the skin off my face?? After what seems like a facial in hell, the real pain begins. He covers my eyes with a cloth and uses some of tool (it must have been a tool cause it sure felt like one) to squeeze the pores of my skin. I was literally in tears, what the hell was this guy doing to my face and everytime he squeezed he made a clicking noise in his mouth, hmmm was he keeping count or what??? Finally after he finishes with the torture treatment he removes the cloth off my face. I wipe off the tears from my eyes and think ok thank god thats over, I was wrong. He then tells me, now we could move into the other room so he could put on a face mask on my face. I think to myself ok maybe this is the last of it, I was wrong again. He wipes off the mask after a bit and then covers my again. It seems when ever my face is covered it means I'm about to get another dose of pain. Then I hear these electric noises and hear them get closer to my face. Zap,Zap,Zap, I get this funny smell, hmmm maybe its my skin being burnt because it definitely hurts. After the electric treatment he says he has to now put some medicine which he pokes into my skin through some tube attached to his zapping machine. A few painful minutes later its all over. He then tells me he also does body massages if I was interested. Hell no way, the facial was torture, imagine the body massage. Now you know how to make a grown man cry, send him for a facial.

xaries posted at 11:49 PM
Saturday, May 27, 2006

Red Bull gives you wings...

Sometimes you just feel happy for no reason other than the fact that someone you know is out there thinking about you and missing you as much as you are missing them, perhaps even more than you can imagine. The feeling is euphoric, there's nothing like it, you think red bull gives you wings, think again hahaha. I read something really beautiful the other day, The words seem to paint a picture in your head, so you could see every detail in your mind's eye like you were right there experiencing every moment of it. It was such a vivid description, I cannot even begin to describe it. Back to this feeling of euphoria, it does seem to put you on a whole new level. You're whole day seems to brighten, people might look at you and wonder why are you smiling at yourself, or what are you on (in other words can I get that prescription as well hehe)All in all its very uplifting... yes it gives you wings.

xaries posted at 4:56 PM
Sunday, May 14, 2006
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