smelly billy

all puppies r born cute. they r soft, chubby, clumsy (which make them even more adorable) and affectionate, this makes no exception to billy, a rescued pup from a construction site.

billy came as a very timid and quiet pup, but unfortunately as time goes by, he has grown up into a naughty n mischievous mutt, on top of tht, he has strong body odor, smelly. so smelly until my other two dogs don't like him to go near them.

unlike human i can handle it with buying a deodorant n say: "son, u better put this on otherwise u won't get gals." i jus hav to bear with it n bath him as many times as possible (anyways, he's not gonna get 'gals' as i wil de-sex him when his balls r big enough).

smelly billy is clever, he is the only one in d gang knows 'shake hand'. n smelly billy makes a very good watch dog cos his barking surely is the loudest in the neighbourhood. so tht's my smelly billy, he does hav his strengths but he is R E A L L Y smelly.

the darkest side of me

i haven't seen him in days, not after tht night i saw his sons carrying him into the house. my mind is full of complicated feelings now, a sense of bittersweet symphony is playing quietly in me...

i was sitting in the living room, watching the dust exposed in the sunlight, dancing in the air. i haven't seen sunlight in the house for quite some time. the door has never been opened so wide, the curtain has never been revealed so carefree. i must admit i am happier now.

there is no sign of him being at home. i can't believe for once, my wish, the darkest wish i ever wished for, seems granted, all of a sudden.

i walked in and out the house, doing my chores and playing with my dogs. the air seemed fresher, i was feeling good. i didn't feel the creepy eyes following my moves and i found no shadow in tht gloomy room, neither behind tht curtain nor tht window.

there are certain anxiety in me, i definately feel a little guilt if the darkest wish of mine is granted.

i went to sleep at night and i peeped to the house from my bedroom window, i saw his slippers. is he home? will i see him tomorrow? i was wondering...

my mind pause in uncertainty, am confused what i wished for before but one thing for sure, i do not want to see him. am not sure what has happened to him, please don't come back, i like what it is like now.

computerised life

for those who work in front of the computer almost 24 7, would not disagree tht this thing does work wonders and keeps things organised. not to mention the softwares created by IT intelligence but just to talk about the simple functions like: view by list, view by icons, view by modified dates...etc oredi take my breath away.

okay, call me an easy-contented creature if u want, i'll give a more intensive example to prove my point of view, what about "command+find"? don't u think this little step is really a great help to dig out any hidden files in a computer? how i wish we can hav this simple command in our life, especially everytime i misplace something i really wish i can press a 'find' button somewhere on my body and the thing just pop up in front of me.

plus, another wonderful command - "undo". i seriously have given a deep thought of how can we hav a technology tht allow us to apply "undo" in our life, even the "undo" doesn't come free, even each "undo" wil cos my life span shorten by 5 or 10 yrs, am totally willing to trade a very very regretful event in my life with an "undo".

and yes, imagine we can "save" our thoughts for later reference; "delete" any unhappy moments; and set what matters most to us in the function keys 1 -15...

if no technology can bring us there, my desire of having a doreamon is getting intense.

cathy, oh my cathy.

my first cat, cathy, is a typical calico cat with snobbish n pushy character. she is the queen of the house n the dogs have to bow when she walks in front of them. when she feels like marking territory at your legs u better stand still otherwise she may scratch u. she just cannot tolerate any rejections.

she loves freedom, with moderate attention, moderate, not too much, not too less, moderate will be just nice for her. do not over pet her as she will get irritated, i guess she must have felt pressures of getting too much attention when she gets petting or stroking on her more than a minute. do not stare at her for too long as she will feel offended, i guess tht is the "too-much-attention" thing in her again.

never rub her body even she is soaked in rain, she H A T E S tht, be cautious if it's a must. do not touch her when she is eating, it's another taboo to her.

she response to whistle, like how the dogs do. it must be the type of whistling "phew~~wee" tht sounds sharp and loud, she won't entertain those whistling "phee~~ phee" sounds like blowing from a broken pipe. it oso depends greatly on the rhythm when u whistle, certain tones or melodies will annoy her, so if u don't have confidence bout this better don't whistle too close at her unless u don't mind to get scratched on ur lips.

ya after all said n done, she sounds like a pain in the ass but she is my cathy, she is not any other cat but my cathy.

cathy oh my cathy...

ass-lickers

we meet many interesting people in corporate world, but we meet extra ordinary interesting people in the world of advertising. one of them is classified as ass-lickers.

these ass-lickers normally good in talking, good in words, they are smart but doesn't mean they are the capable ones in the office. u probably won't see them when u r in troubles, but when u r promoted, praised, in the limelight, these ass-lickers will pop up in nowhere trashing all sorts of compliments on u n the fact is, u might not even had lunch with them once...

but one thing i must admit, these people are survivors. if they can tolerate the ass tht so full of shit, tell me what are the obstacles in their path.

i wish i can one of them but too bad am not brought up in tht way.

Easy Eats

Found this blog with many many interesting recipes, n oso very informative (bout food lah...)
Easy Eats

mother

i don like kids, not at all. i can't imagine how would it be if am a MOTHER oneday, n the idea certainly scare me a lot hence i never plan to be one. but i believe every woman has a motherly love in them no matter how, even a radical person like me. most of them show it on their kids, some show it on the husbands, some show it on the elderly, some like me, show it on the animals.

there should not be any doubt tht mother's love is the greatest love of all, saying this is not trying to demolish all emotions input from the fathers but i guess there is no way u can compete it with a mother's love. for those 'real mothers' i think the intense feeling starts the 1st day when u know there is a life inside of u...

i donno if i will ever experience tht but taking care of my late goldie during the late stage of his illness, makes me feel like a mother and finally understand why all mothers are so involved in everything in their kids' lives. his every single move at night would wake me up n my eyes r in tears when i saw he couldn't sleep.

it's a real torture to see your kids fall sick, a mother will not feel well when her kid is sick, n when my goldie's gone, my heart is totally torn...

i really really miss my goldie.



(if my goldie were still here, he would be a 3-yr-old this month.)

dreamer

i love to go for buffet, because i love choices. i love to have varieties of food on my plate, take a bite here, take a sip there, this makes me very very happy.

i am easily get bored with something staying the same for more than 6 mths, i used to change my room layout every 3 mths when i was staying with my parents, i would sleep with a pleasant mood on tht night when the new layout began. even i can't do much to my little bedroom in my own house now, i would sometimes buy some new decorative items to put in the living room, new plants or pots in the garden, or new toys to my pets. i guess this explains why i can't stay in one company for more than 2 yrs especially when i was working in those small ad agencies with tht kind of routine work which is dry n boring...

many many times i think of quitting my job n start something of my own, but because of this 'habit' i jus hav too many plans, too many ideas of what should i be doing untill i donno where to start. also am worry what if i get bored with tht business? i can't jus close down the business like a snap of fingers!

i love foods, i love pets, i love interior decorative items, i love gift wrapping, i love doing props for events, i love making little bouquet of flowers, i love painting;

i also thought of opening a cafe, a pets shop, a gift shops, a boutique hotel, a little concept grocery tht sells fresh daisies outside;

i also thought of doing pets grooming, pets boarding, hampers wrapping;

i also thought of becoming a food stylist, wrappers designer, event designer;

and the list doesn't stop there.

so oneday i suddenly thought of maybe i should own a building, ground floor would be a cafe tht allows pets to dine in, i would sell fresh flowers at the entrance, one corner in the cafe would be selling my paintings n gift items with my designs, oh yes not to forget a little counter to do my wonderful gift wrappings as well. 1st n 2nd floor can be my pets grooming n boarding area. 3rd to 6th floor would be the boutique hotels tht each room wil hav different theme and interior design. if u ask why there r only 3 floors of rooms tht's because my hotel is only opened for selective decent guests. 7th to 10th floor will be my office...

ah... am such a dreamer.

hahahahha, am way beyond happy!

big big smile on my face

cotton is in my blog too!

i am so proud of myself

it works. i don care what u people say, but i am so proud of mysef tht i finally upload a pic in my blog. i've been wondering n wanting soooo bad to hav pics in my blog n now i hav it, it's simple but it takes me years to figure out man...


okok, am gonna try again see if am dreaming.

* the cats in my previous blog, bubbles n mojo, belong to my collegue, jo kee.

testing.testing.

wait a minute. i jus saw a lil' icon when i was posting jus now... mayb, mayb i can upload a pic without downloading the software. let me try to click it..


er... a bunch of code appeared. i donno if it works. am gonno view my blog now. ciao.

choices

my friend said she cannot stand people who don hav common sense. totally agreed.

but sometimes when i seriously think of it, it's not only tht they don hav common sense, they jus expect everything comes in their way n they r jus too lazy to find out a better way to improve the situations, or the things they do. these people hav no initiative to learn more, they r spoon-fed, or, they r jus not committed to the things they do hence they don even bother to giv much think before they react.

i can stand a freshie who always hav questions popped up in the air (i mean, logical n work-related questions), rather than working with an experienced but absent minded person. i think everyone jus need to do the best on their part, then it helps to smoothen up the whole proccess in a company.

i don even expect these people to multi-tasking, as long as they concentrate to their work and don add troubles to other depts and collegues tht already being a great help to others.

after all said above, i guess mayb it's all down to one word - choices.

u choose how u want to work,
u choose what is in your career path,
u choose to be a capable person,
u choose to be looked up to in the office, or,
u choose to be a fuck-up tht always screw up.

if u choose the latter, u might as well choose to leave, please.

after a year and more... am back.

am logging in again after 'abandoning' this blog for so long, i discovered some new features in blogger, i changed my template jus to giv it a fresh look, i finally know how to post a pic in my blog, tht i've always wanted to do BUT... too bad tht picasa+hello software is only for microsoft environment. sign.

mayb i shud wait another year and more, maybe, by then i can use the picasa+hello software in my mac.

well, it's not tht bad afterall, at least there r new discoveries after a year n more...