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As the day is getting nearer, I got more excited each day. My heart carries less weight day by day as I looked forward to each hours to have reached the day faster. I put up her photo at work the other day. Nothing attracts my attention in this rectangular cold office except the A4 size pasted on the white wall next to the window pane. When my eyes got tired with constant glares from monitor, I would swiveled to face the tinted windows, I looked far up into the boundless sky. Looking down, the streets, the shops, the people will only remind me the part of me that rued to be here.

Ahh, she knows. I talked to her many times, sitting cross-legged next to her, patting her head, flipping her ears from side to side. Shamelessly, I expected her to understand where I stood at the crossroad. She listened to me closely without a gesture of frustration. As my throat was getting tighter, she looked up and comforted me by putting her right paw on my calf. I gave her a squeeze and kissed her on her head, closed my eyes tight before the tears came.

She loves Ai, my sister and I dearly but she is always closer to Ai. I guessed she knows that I won't be around her much whereas Ai would drive back every weekends to bath her, pamper her with food, talking to her, playing tease-Momo game with her. Occasionally, let me talk to her through phone yet most of the time my furry precious would diverted her attention to some cats running in the lawn or too lazy to react to my voice except her responsive flappy ears that would lift upfront to complement her big and round talking eyes.

Momo, I dreamt of losing you last night. It scared me to death. Looking high and low for you in a huge factory with many other dogs caged in similar boxes terrified me. When I finally found you, I could not release you and bring you home. You were fidgeting and whimpering while I stood there weeping.

Sigh. It's just a dream....

I shall see you soon!

Maybe one day, we should bring you to the beach. Release the insane side of yours.
Eeeeee, who is gonna dry you up later? Me? Ai? or you will never want to be dry again? lol. Water and sand sound like a paradise to you huh?

Monique Lhuiller's

I thought I will only see it for real in dreams.

But it's was right in front of my eyes!

Product: Magnificent
Price Tag: great....

Stoned as Statue

I left my mind and heart somewhere.
In a pool? In mud? or carried away by a stray dog?

After all the ignorance and suppression, it exploded as well.
I guess the gas tank just could not hold the pressure anymore.


Empty brain, empty heart.
The heart beat is there just to make sure my lung is functioning.

I just feel like a dumb blond today...yes, indeed.

When did it start?
When will it end?
Can I get out of this?

My smaller size Furry Friend in PJ

On Sunday night, I received a furry surprise!





B, Thank you for giving Hilly to me.
It's not just an ordinary plush toy; it's a gift from your heart:)

Pointless to Read.

The last weekend of May was a mixture of work and fun.

First of all, I surely have a healthy tummy now as I drank quite a lot of Vitagen.
Then I found out that Vitagen only has three 3D Mock Bottle. Each in Butterworth, Johor and Klang Valley main office. How I missed those days where Mum & Sis will worked on the logo and slogans for Vitagen Contest, won consolation prize with 30 to 50 pack of Vitagen. What I did was,see and drink. Never been creative in art. My mum is better than me. LOL.

Roots and dialect play a role in friendship,even for an acquaintance. I was talking to this man in his 50's, well more like him giving me his views on the event. The conversation was very formal due to client sponsor relationship. As usual, "where are you from?" can never run away from a conversation for acquaintance. Once we know each other roots, we start to speak Hokkien and the conversation was not about work anymore. It was about his experience working in KL for 15 years and his plan to retire in Penang. Penangite will always be a Penangite.

Other than work, I went crazy (quite reasonable actually.SALE) at Parkson Sale again.
It's always this 2 brands: The Executive and Park Avenue.
Formal shirt for my Graduation!
And earring to add in my collection :)
Justina Yong fell for Park Avenue too! lol.
This time, I got John Candice too! Thanks to good sale!

On top of that, I think I gained over weekends because of yummy dinners with B.
Funny appetite of mine, I can never eat that much back in home. As if my stomach know that I'm back at home and the portion served are generally smaller hence my stomach shrinks!

This week, I should be able to jog for 3 rounds!

Racing in dreams

2 nights ago, I dreamt that my mom signed me up for racing 'class'.
Then, I was given a key to a yellow Lamborghini!*dazzle dazzle*

Hmm, that looked like the Lamborghini I saw in Gurney's carpark!

I took a drive around the town, which looked like Balik Pulau's townside hilly, narrow unevenly tarred road!

My driving skill was so smooth in dreams, I felt what Jason felt.

"Once you drive a Lamborghini, you feel sucks driving other car." Quoted Jason.
Maybe not a 100% exact quote but the meaning is there, excuse me...it's been years.

What a cool/lousy dream I had. If I told mum about it, she will say "Aiya,lao sai bang la!"

I think it's the effect of reading, The Art of Racing in The Rain...too much insights of car racing techniques from a retriever's point of view.

Let's talk about the book, the prelude brought tears to my eyes. The first chapter open up my heart and jabbed deep enough for me to dread the coming years I had been fear off.

As the story flows, I laughed along. I think it will make a turn soon.
I shall sit next to Tina, then we cry hard together! LOL! That was the plan anyway. Read together Cry together.

Now I can't wait to see my Sista!Maybe she can gather my momo's fur, bundle it up like a potpourri for me!! !hmmm....

Amidst

As the crowds dispersed into different directions of the hall, settled down at the rows and rows of chairs. We found ours too. Sitting at the edge, I could hear you attending to your cheerful and chatty niece. I heard the side of you that I never know.

The hall was dimly lighted, silence was in the air.
I was in my own thoughts for a while until your hand reached out to mine. Melody of many instruments filled the grand hall. All eyes were on the screen while mine was on you. So good-looking, I thought.
It's not the shirt you wore. It's not how unusual your hair was done. It's not..., I pondered.

Then you turned to me with a smile or maybe laughter cum smile from comedy on the screen. As usual, I would admire the beautiful arch of yours...then I felt a thump in my heart when our eyes met. There and then, I know why I have been feeling this way for a while...I inched nearer to you, listened to the inspiring melody and watched the remaining of the show...

It was a beautiful Saturday night...