Monday, April 30, 2007 / 10:47 PM
I'm clueless yet there are things I wish to blog about.
To begin with, my cute little babe, Pandora (a cat of mine, if some of you might not know), is having a fever. How sad can I be upon knowing that her body is indeed very warm just before I made my way off to school? Glaring at her sickly expression is devastating. She doesn't even allow me to touch or carry her. She bites when I touched and groan when I made an attempt to carry her to sleep with me.
And it's sad enough to know that my sister's cat needs to survive on hormone pills until its last breath.
You tell me how now.
A different story altogether, each individual here is facing problems living together somehow. It's very infuriating and irritating to be gossiped about as well as being looked down upon.
Why does it always happen to us and not the others?
What's there in them and not in us?
Why is it that their children are forever better than us, and we are not?
I can understand the situation he's in, we're in.
It's a torture to be a hypocrite under one roof.
Not having the freedom of doing what we always do back then as an average happy family.
On a lighter note, to my other half, thanks again for the wonderful times we've went through together.
You showed me how beautiful life is.
You corrected my unconscious flaws.
You guided me when I'm lost.
You scolded me when I'm spoilt.
You pampered me like nobody's business.
You gave me chances whenever I needed one.
You secured me with your assuring words.
With all that, how can I not learn to appreciate you more?
Happy 16th months, love.
Love love love.
'Blur Monkeys @ Monkey-Jiggle.Com'
Sunday, April 29, 2007 / 1:08 AM
Just when you thought you had lots of fun...
It turned out to be an amusing, comical day.
No more 20cents.
No more stinging tingling.
No more giggles.
Can I shout out loud please?
Oh 191st!Mummyyyyy! It's Overrrrr!
'Blur Monkeys @ Monkey-Jiggle.Com'
Saturday, April 28, 2007 / 2:09 PM
Isn't she adorable?
Here kitty kitty Pandora...I know you love the camera.
'Blur Monkeys @ Monkey-Jiggle.Com'
Tuesday, April 24, 2007 / 8:48 PM
To Tom, Dick, Harry and Toothless Mary.
First of all, my blog is not dead.
I'm the one who is.
I'll tell you why.
I'm left with only ONE semester with very tight suffocating schedules, before months stretched of clinical attachments and after which marks the end of my tertiary education - graduation.
5 weeks of on-course attachment plus another 3 months of PRCP upon graduation.
How lucky can my batch be when previous batches had only 6 weeks of PRCP?
Very lucky unlucky.
All modules are then squeezed into one semester and you bet we year 3 are struggling like ugly tortoises in school.
And judging the amount of assignments and upcoming tests, we'll soon become pandas in due time.
On top of that, I still have my part-time job. I'd be lying if I were to say I'm enjoying my job as much as I did 2 months back.
Having said that, is work a curse or a blessing?
I'd say a curse. Haa.
Anyway, it's the 2nd week of school and do bless us; I and my friends have been obediently attending our lectures. Yes, even the morning ones.
What can I say when the lecturers are indeed way smarter than us (intelligent but not brainy enough). They somehow deliberately scheduled labs or tutorials as the first lesson so that we can't skip any periods.
Besides, why must they make it a compulsory for year 3 students to have a NAPFA test? After years of not having any physical education and they want us to run and jump.
They said we need to be proven fit.
I doubt it. They just want to kill us.
Bottom line is I need a life.
Or maybe not considering I already have one.
Dumbo.
I need to take a breather.
Like seriously.
Boy Girl, you took my breath away.
'Blur Monkeys @ Monkey-Jiggle.Com'
Saturday, April 14, 2007 / 2:18 AM
My hatred shift is your night shifts.
It kept me thinking lots of things and made me feel unreasonable.
Very scary it is.
How I wish I am busy as you.
Then again, I wish I'm busier.
At the very least, I'll be the one who's quiet and ignorant.
You know, I wouldn't want you to think I'm difficult or make you seem to be suffocated as how you describe her.
Oh god.
The walks are getting harder.
How exhausting it is at this point.
I don't even know what I want now.That's how bad tangled my mind is.
Maybe, it's not even a fuss.
Maybe, it's just missed.
'Blur Monkeys @ Monkey-Jiggle.Com'
Monday, April 9, 2007 / 8:09 PM
Baby baby baby.
Weeks passed.
Attachment is over and done with.
I own a new female cat named, Pandora.
As usual, my hair is cut short again.
Nothing new, I have my brand old other half still.
I love every bits of it.
Both cats are mine.
Yes, I'm still surviving.
Love love love.
On a lighter note, for those who might have been there chilling out at Esplanade or watching the night performance last Saturday, they must have agreed with me that was such an excellent one.
Rock on The UnXpected!
And of course, biggie kudos to Shirlyn.
'Blur Monkeys @ Monkey-Jiggle.Com'
