there's a first for everything

Yes, welcome to the girly world. I'm not talking about 'transgender', i'm just saying that over the past 2 months i empathise with the females out there cause i know what you go through at times. Truly.

The feeling of walking in for a new lease of life. A change. A physical change. To finally do something different. For the first time, to consider other colours. To consider a wacky do. Not so out of this world but just a new mode of portrayal.

I enjoyed the whole experience. It was rather long, all 2.5hours but what took place within those ticking seconds and minutes was really really memorable. Looking through the glass as a passer-by i've always wondered 'what so great' or 'what goes on inside'

This afternoon i found myself placed in the position of a VIP - literally. Complimentary drinks no matter what i wanted, it'll be served. Even the minute details of the scented or perfume coated towels was looked into. Feeling the rush of warm water flowing, coupled with great music and not to mention the environmental 'decoration' that just sets the mood.

Mood was going so great till that song came on. That's when the bite of reality came chomping. I once envisioned a near X'mas appointment to jointly have this experience shared but in reality, here i was alone. Though enjoying myself, somehow it felt different for that 3minutes as the song played.

Well, the song had to end some time and it did. Just as well, when the song ended, probably the most experienced one came to continue the work. The conversation that took place was also an interesting one. About 45mins later everything was over and voila i'm done.

So this was what goes on inside. Hmm pretty cool first time for me. Of course being timed nicely at this moment in life meant much more. After the wash up, settling down, i looked at myself once again and ask. Am i the same me?

The answer to that is too philosophical to explain. It's too emotive to explain either, considering that it was emotive reasons that kinda spurred the impetus in the first place. Just when i thought that everything was over - the last leg. Gosh when the canister was opened i could smell that distinct smell which i recall i once commented resembled some kind of air freshner. That was like so so long ago before anything even began but yet my nose picked it up. I guess we might forget formulae in math, equations in physics but sensory of smell for one is something which will not be wiped away.

It lingers at the back of our nostrils. That scent still lingers up till now and will continue to linger every night and everyday to be specific. At least for the next couple of months i gauge.

Nonetheless, i walked out happy, not before picking up the cheque. Yes i could have done alot of other things for what i was presented; even with the multiple VIP deductions.

Was i satisfied? Yes i was and it was a great feeling. To walk differently thereafter.
Closing the whole experience was the smsing of a smilie face :) a smile of unspokenness which was sent out to capture a thousand words that would be otherwise worthless if elaborated in writing or speech.

A surprise is in store!