And I concluded that Niki poses for the camera, hah.
For some reason her face looks longer than usual in pictures though hmm.
Many times I look at Niki and think, “Why can’t I just be you? All you do is eat drink sleep poop.”
Then again does that mean she has to go through what I go through?
Then I guess it might be such a good idea anymore.
But I’m really blessed. Grateful. :)
I come home really tired after this hectic week and all I get is my dad asking me to do this do that, asking me 4 times what I’d like to have for dinner within one hour and my dogs barking non-stop.
I can’t even get some peace, I want to just lock my door and be in my own world.
Maybe if he used texts to communicate with me that it wouldn’t annoy me as much because I could just lie in bed and reply.
Sigh.
Can’t you feel it when sometimes someone else just doesn’t feel like talking?
Okay, I need to breathe.
(Be back later)
I miss going to wholesale centers with my dad.
While it’s intimidating being in such a huge place because I’m always afraid of getting lost.
Afraid that my dad wouldn’t be able to find me.
Then there were those big rooms used to refrigerate the fruits and I like going in there because it’s cold and exciting.
Fresh fruits always give off a very pleasant smell too.
The sellers there were friendly towards me and would try to strike a conversation.
Then I remember times when a stray dog comes by and my face would lighten up because I always loved dogs.
That was when I haven’t had Jack yet.
After we had Jack and the pups, I used to bring them to dog run which is beside the wholesale center while my dad would then go buy the usual fruits.
I used to play hide and seek with them.
While at the start, they would roam on their own and not bother if I left, few minutes later they’ll be frantically running back to you.
Now we can’t bring them to dog run anymore because they are aggressive towards each other.
And we don’t go to the wholesale center because we don’t need fruits from there anymore.
But the memories were so pleasant. (Though sometimes I do admit I don’t want to go to the wholesale center but was made to.)
I remember the mangosteen place, the watermelon place, the one with the vegetable and the oranges and apples!
Ah, good old days.
Guess what I saw at Ikea today!
OIsndlaksjpew, I saw an elephantt!
Went walking around the Ikea area with Mom today after getting our hair cut.
Then when we went to the stuff toys section, I saw that they had a new addition- The elephant!
The moment I saw it, I told my Mom I wanted it.
It’s nice and big but as usualll, I can never have it.
Firstly because of my dogs.
Secondly because of my dogs.
Thirdly because of my dogs.
Yup, mainly because of my dogs.
Sigh.
Because then, even if I got it, it’ll be put somewhere the dogs can’t reach to collect dust.
I can’t have anything furry on my bed, except my dogs.
Rawr.
I want the elephant!
I sneaked a picture, heh heh.
Pardon the quality though, it was taken with my Mom’s phone camera.
I WANT THE ELEPHANT!
(&I can’t have it. D: )
Do dogs understand each other when they bark?
The thought suddenly came to me while I was having dinner.
Don’t you wonder?
It is when you’ve spent enough time with your dog that this mutual understanding starts to develop between you and your dog.
By then it’d probably be easy to decipher roughly what your dog wants when he or she is barking.
(I kinda refuse to use ‘it’.)
In anycase, then when we talk to our dogs, do you think they really know how we are feeling?
I was just. Yup, wondering.
The days have been good where there isn’t school work involved.
But as soon as ‘soon’, they’ll start bombarding my life.
Then the whole cycle repeats.
And I just don’t like it.
I feel so, lazy.
Sigh.
&Throughout the whole day I was horribly worried for Niki who fell sick in the wee hours of the morning.
Mom woke me up at 0457 to let me know.
So besides alittle studying I spent the day taking care of Niki.
Rawr, I’m tired.
How?
After some time, I guess it doesn’t feel like a have-a-good-night-rest-then-you’ll-be-fine-the-next-morning sickness anymore.
And there are just a few things I hate when I’m ill.
Firstly, is to be alone at home.
Today’s not so bad.
Mom was around in the morning-ish-early-noon period and dad came back by evening.
The thing I cannot stand the most, and thus why I hate vomitting, is when I can’t breathe.
I hate it when I can’t breathe.
It happened today after lunch.
I just came home from school.
Throughout the whole train ride I tried to convince myself that I’m alright.
It was just the fever-ish feeling after all.
But after lunch, I keep thinking that I couldn’t breathe.
Had lots of phlegm stuck.
Whether I breathe through my mouth or nose, there’ll be this sound that made it evident that my breathing pathway is partially blocked.
I couldn’t sleep.
Then I wondered. If I really slept, what if I stop breathing halfway through?
Heh. Couldn’t help the thought.
Stayed awake to cough all the phlegm out, or at least attempted to cough most of it out.
I felt better after sleeping but not so good now.
Just had to share something.
Or maybe most of you know how to take care of yourselves.
I thought I did. Hah.
When I was ill just recently but not this time, I was complacent.
I thought it’ll be alright if I didn’t eat breakfast.
It was a habit, not eating breakfast.
I never did since young.
And when I wake up, it doesn’t come to me that- I have to eat breakfast.
So I fainted then.
Not once. Twice and it was when I was alone.
I was scared, crazily frightened. (They said I could have gone into shock.)
My dog woke me up at the first time.
My dad saved me at the second, at the sort-of void deck.
I didn’t even know why I was fainting.
Not till I came home from the doctor and had some food.
This might be funny but food never tasted so good before, hahaha.
Okay so EAT YOUR BREAKFAST.
I can’t believe I’m saying this, hah.
My mom just called from work to tell me something really scary.
It’s no wonder she still is traumatised.
I really hope it won’t result in nightmares for her or even more sleepless nights.
Because it’s as good as telling her not to sleep already.
Just the main point,
It almost caused niki’s death.
When it happened, my mom was sure she’ll have to find niki lying motionless.
The steps she took up four storeys were probably her heaviest steps ever, with a sour heartache and a jell-ied body.
But there niki was, obediently seated, as if patiently waiting for my mom.
Thank god.
Thank god she’s okay.
I can tell you what happened personally if anyone asks.
I just didn’t feel like saying it here.
I cried after putting down the phone with my mom because I’m just so glad I still have niki.
I woke up to a wonderful morning.
Who would have thought that my mom and niki had such a traumatic morning.
I hope my mom will be alright.
She told me she’s still shaking at the memory.
Ah sigh.
I hope everyone’s doing fine!
It’s Thursday already and Thursday are good days.
There’re no more extra lessons for class already.
Guess there’s much to catch up with.
I’m closer to coming back.
And no matter where I am, where I am able to type these posts out are where I feel most at home.
I want to be home.
Not as a filler, but I wanted to share a video with you guys.
It’s an amazing story and after watching it, I realise how much I miss the two dogs I had that were given away.
And I haven’t gotten to visit them.
Also, I always wonder if they remember me.
Easter was lovely.
It has a special meaning to me actually.
Because 5 years back, my dogs were born on this special day.
It may be of a different date, which is 27th March, but hearing Easter allows me to relive the memory.
How I was excited coming home from chinese tuition.
There my father was with Jacky, on that make-shift bed for labour.
She was scrambling all over the place because she knew the time for them to be born had arrived.
Then I saw Lucky, Niki, Russel and Teri born into the world, safely under the care of Jack.
I miss Lucky and Teri.
Do you think they’d still remember me?
Anywayyyy, I spent my day out with FY today.
Got stuff, did alittle work and all.
I’m feeling alittle drowsy but I’m still going to finish some work after all that procrastination.
I think it’s so uncomfortable seeing at least one person I recognise outside everywhere I go.
Seriously, it’s everywhere. ):<
I kinda hate it.
But maybe hate is a word too strong.
Other than that,
If I'm the Cheese, will I be smelllly?
Hahahaha.
And I still swear, I love lying down. :D
Oh yesss, it was so amusing when representatives started spamming reminders to the rest of the class.
Heh.
QuickPress!
I think it’s nice to know that my dog knows that I’m coming home even before I reach the door.
So mummy tells me she runs to the door and waits, wagging her tail.
Mmm. B)
