Because you wouldn't understand what I've to go through under my smiling face and your lucky life.
There are things that matter to one person more than another. And sometimes, you just don't realise how lucky you are. I ain't saying that I am experiencing the worst and "woe-is-me". I am just saying, I am envious of you. Yes, envious of you.
Because the one thing that matters to me is what you will take light of.
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Monday, March 29, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Voluntering Day1
Its the longest, really badly travelled journey to Pets Villa. I got lost a grand total of 5 times! Before FINALLY!~ (after close to two hours of travelling) I saw this modest looking compound. First thing i noticed was the amount of people in the dog shelter. And the ruckus the dogs were yipping up!
But then Katy (Owner of Pets Villa) directed me to take the other path to the cats side of the shelter and I obliged. And I realised the shelter is literally guarded by dogs. THERE ARE DOGS AT THE CATS SIDE OF THE SHELTER. Very friendly, but I think not good for guys. When I approached them (inevitable), they jumped up and place their paws very close on the zipper of my pants. I almost freaked out. But they were so friendly, and in truth, I used to love dogs and cats until the fateful day where I am forever tainted with the fear of dogs, and scars that lasted for a year.
And whoever said that Cats are solitary creatures and prefer to be left alone IS WRONG. Its the same as saying that all humans like company or all human prefer to be left alone. Its really up to the individual. The cats were so friendly, I was tripping half the time over the milling cat mass around my ankles. And since most of them has cat flu, they sneakily nub their mucus on my white sport shoes. I looked down, caught them in the act, but the cunning little devils looked up at me with such soulful eyes and a very very soft "miaow" and the human is defeated and reduced to "wossie wozzie mozzie cat? maow maow..."
So there was one cat with Tabby markings, who is a Lapcat. He loves to laze on your lap, and purr his engine at full steam when you stroke him. So there I was, unable to pull him off my lap, (i can do it forcefully, but that means bye bye pants) stroking this Lapcat for goddess-know-how-long. His eyes closed, he stretches his legs and snuggled against my chest, and laid his head to rest. And as I looked at him, stroking him, I felt an overwhelming sense of serenity. And I slept as well. (So yeah, both of us slept together)
Oh, i felt so happy, but i felt my IQ dropped to zero. Perhaps the line ignorance is bliss still stands. Or simply put, its CATS. How can you not be happy with them?
wossie wozzie AHHH DOBERMAN!
But then Katy (Owner of Pets Villa) directed me to take the other path to the cats side of the shelter and I obliged. And I realised the shelter is literally guarded by dogs. THERE ARE DOGS AT THE CATS SIDE OF THE SHELTER. Very friendly, but I think not good for guys. When I approached them (inevitable), they jumped up and place their paws very close on the zipper of my pants. I almost freaked out. But they were so friendly, and in truth, I used to love dogs and cats until the fateful day where I am forever tainted with the fear of dogs, and scars that lasted for a year.
And whoever said that Cats are solitary creatures and prefer to be left alone IS WRONG. Its the same as saying that all humans like company or all human prefer to be left alone. Its really up to the individual. The cats were so friendly, I was tripping half the time over the milling cat mass around my ankles. And since most of them has cat flu, they sneakily nub their mucus on my white sport shoes. I looked down, caught them in the act, but the cunning little devils looked up at me with such soulful eyes and a very very soft "miaow" and the human is defeated and reduced to "wossie wozzie mozzie cat? maow maow..."
So there was one cat with Tabby markings, who is a Lapcat. He loves to laze on your lap, and purr his engine at full steam when you stroke him. So there I was, unable to pull him off my lap, (i can do it forcefully, but that means bye bye pants) stroking this Lapcat for goddess-know-how-long. His eyes closed, he stretches his legs and snuggled against my chest, and laid his head to rest. And as I looked at him, stroking him, I felt an overwhelming sense of serenity. And I slept as well. (So yeah, both of us slept together)
Oh, i felt so happy, but i felt my IQ dropped to zero. Perhaps the line ignorance is bliss still stands. Or simply put, its CATS. How can you not be happy with them?
wossie wozzie AHHH DOBERMAN!
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Wondering Thoughts At 3am
Can't sleep.
stressed about work.
stressed about life.
stressed about family.
At a bus stop of my life.
Wondering where I am heading.
Wondering what I am doing is correct.
And still single.
I feel so alone.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
A Commitment
So Kkyz and I were out shopping for my budget makeover (I wanted something to do, hence we came up to this conclusion) and the result was that I bought nothing at all, while Kkyz bought a very smart looking vest.
Dateline is set for 13th May 2010. Exactly two months from now.
And here's the penalty. If I win, which means Kkyz didn't reach his goal and I reached mine... I get a trenchcoat of my choice. And if Kkyz wins, and I didn't reach my goal, i will be getting him a blazer to match the vest. Its highly unlikely that neither of us will win as we're both very determined about this. (The cost of the clothings are sky-high!)
Attached is the prizes which we have our eyes on.
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Here's the catch, because of the vest, we came to a "commitment". Within 2 months, we shall lose weight and reach our objectives. (Individually different). For me, its to lose 5 kg, and maintain it.
Dateline is set for 13th May 2010. Exactly two months from now.
And here's the penalty. If I win, which means Kkyz didn't reach his goal and I reached mine... I get a trenchcoat of my choice. And if Kkyz wins, and I didn't reach my goal, i will be getting him a blazer to match the vest. Its highly unlikely that neither of us will win as we're both very determined about this. (The cost of the clothings are sky-high!)
Attached is the prizes which we have our eyes on.
ooooooohhhh, this is gonna be fun!
May Trenchcoat, you're so mine!
_
Friday, March 05, 2010
Volunteering
I volunteered.
Something I had been wanting to do for the longest time. Waiting for the reply.
check it out at http://www.animalloversleague.com/
:D One step in the right direction. A nice end to a horrid day at work.
_
Something I had been wanting to do for the longest time. Waiting for the reply.
check it out at http://www.animalloversleague.com/
:D One step in the right direction. A nice end to a horrid day at work.
_
Monday, March 01, 2010
Story Telling: Unconditional Love & Care
Characters in love novels and movies are always talking about unconditional love. And their love is like a fairy tale. All lovely and pure. Tell me where to find love like that.
Let me tell a version of love and care. That is unconditional.
A 5o year old man was lying on the hospital bed, drowsy from the medication. An equally old lady was leaning over the bed, she herself recovering from cancer. Her head was drooping from tireness, her hands resting on the sides of the bed. But once the man stirred, the lady was wide-awake, her eyes bright with alertness, her smile warm. And the man, was reassuring the lady that he was perfectly fine and though pain was apparently clear on his face during his drowsy sleep. And the lady, knowing all these, just smile warmly, leaned over and held his hand. No words passed through them, but the silence was enough.
It made me look away as the feelings between them were just beyond whatever I had experienced. Life was never good. Quarrels were aplenty, problems creased the foreheads many a nights. But even with the inabililty to settle the upcoming bills, in that moment, to learn that each other is fine, the love between them was overwhelming.
Another story on unconditional care/love.
My dad was just discharged from the hospital, and my mum and I were fetching him home. Suddenly, my groggy Dad just pointed at my shoes and shouted, "Why are you wearing those shoes! They pinch your feet and they are spoilt! Come, let's go and help you get some running shoes."
I cried when I got home. I was so touched.
But the shoes were sold out.
_
Let me tell a version of love and care. That is unconditional.
A 5o year old man was lying on the hospital bed, drowsy from the medication. An equally old lady was leaning over the bed, she herself recovering from cancer. Her head was drooping from tireness, her hands resting on the sides of the bed. But once the man stirred, the lady was wide-awake, her eyes bright with alertness, her smile warm. And the man, was reassuring the lady that he was perfectly fine and though pain was apparently clear on his face during his drowsy sleep. And the lady, knowing all these, just smile warmly, leaned over and held his hand. No words passed through them, but the silence was enough.
It made me look away as the feelings between them were just beyond whatever I had experienced. Life was never good. Quarrels were aplenty, problems creased the foreheads many a nights. But even with the inabililty to settle the upcoming bills, in that moment, to learn that each other is fine, the love between them was overwhelming.
Another story on unconditional care/love.
My dad was just discharged from the hospital, and my mum and I were fetching him home. Suddenly, my groggy Dad just pointed at my shoes and shouted, "Why are you wearing those shoes! They pinch your feet and they are spoilt! Come, let's go and help you get some running shoes."
I cried when I got home. I was so touched.
But the shoes were sold out.
_
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