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.