Good things..
Weather's cool. It has been raining for the past few days. It's wonderful when it rain. It's more quiet and serene. What better things to do than to go for a nice massage. So, Alpinesis and I decided to go to this Holistic thingy in Bangsar for a massage. It was very relaxing. While I was day dreaming, an old conversation with an old friend came flashing back to me: Old Friend: "Why wanna migrate? Malaysia not good meh?" me: "What's so good?" OF: "Ai.. you don't know how to enjoy.. good things are cheap here.. like, for example a good massage. It's rm60 here. Try to see how much it is in Western country. IT WILL KILL YOU. Anything labour or services cost a bomb there. Do you want to fix your own plumbing? Or assemble your own furniture? Or, gasp! fix your own car?" me: "Well, at least their food and groceries are cheap." OF: "BOLLOCKS!... can you get a nice cup of tea for a dollar? I am not talking about those crappy