Majolica Majorca has launched Chapter 25! It consists mainly of limited edition products, and this chapter's theme is Mademoiselle Midnight, which means, like my header says, "Midnight Party Girl"! The emphasis is on nightlife, and the elements and look are suited for a midnight party. So for the party animals, this is especially for you! For the non-party animals, you should still try it so you can go out and party in style, you know what I'm sayin'? =P Plus, they have 2 theme colours for a midnight party - red for a provocative glamour look and purple for a girly lure look.
And speaking of red and purple, the awesome people at Majolica Majorca planned a red-and-purple themed activity for us! We got to see the new limited edition products!:
We also dressed up as madamoiselles. =.= Yes, I did too. I was looking at the dress and feather boa in horror but for the fun of it, what the heck!!:
HAHAHA!!! I chose the red one, by the way. Nice fan, this!:
There's also the purple one right here:
And we had food and drinks as well! Or should I say, red and purple food and drinks! LOL. There was a chocolate fondue with strawberries and grapes, on top of waffles too!:
The waffles were heavenly. I'm not a big fan of chocolate but it was really yummy! And there was cranberry juice and Ribena too! You know... Red and purple?! Yeah!
Introducing the new limited edition Midnight Dresser!:
There are 2 designs to the Midnight Dresser - the one on top is in Provocative Red and the one below is in Girly Enticing Purple. And they're limited edition!!! As you can see, it's a makeup palette consisting of 2 eyeshadows and 2 lipglosses. Provocative Red is for bold red lips and intense smoky eyes! And as for Girly Enticing Purple, it's for playful pink lips and mysterious mauve eyes! The packaging is so pretty! YES, AS USUAL. :P Don't you love lace?! I DO!:
The red look:
The purple look:
Personally, I'd much prefer the red palette because I'm all about smoky eyes! Personal preference. ;) But the purple one is lovely too... How to choose?! Get both! LOL.
You should get both too, because it's nice to have the best of both worlds. ;) Party animal or non-party animal, doesn't matter!!! <3
20-year-old supermodel Daul Kim is dead. My saddest morning news today. It was an apparent suicide. Can't help but think of Ruslana Korshunova. Only 20 years old, and dead. Read Daul Kim's blog HERE. I think there's a hidden message in that last post, "say hi to forever". ='(
Daul Kim at the Yigal Azrouel Spring Summer 2010 fashion show, NY (she comes down the runway at 2:17):
Daul Kim reads Tolstoy:
I do not know her, but anyone could tell she was an artistic and poetic person. I am still shocked. It is a damn waste. So many deaths in 2009 alone - sucks to the core. :'(((
May 31st, 1989 - November 19th, 2009.
RIP Daul Kim. I hope your 'forever' is free of pain and suffering. Sweet travels, beautiful soul. xxxxx
Went to watch 2012 on Tuesday. I think it's hard to make a movie of the end of the world (sort of) and not make it cheesy. But 2012, in my opinion, passed the cheesy factor. I hated the devastation and destruction though. Thank God there was humour mixed inside, even in the midst of the chaos. And I think the little girl is cute. She's Morgan Lily, and she's only 9! Wonder if she'd be the next Dakota Fanning. =S Anyway it's worth it to sit through 158 minutes for the show (yes, it's long), so go watch it! But go to the washroom first. Or just don't drink so much. =.=
Speaking of washrooms, I went after the movie. And I just want to mention the fact that some people just DO NOT have the brains or common sense to see that the cubicle is occupied. Every time I'm in the washroom and someone shakes my door, I feel like screaming, "Look at the damn knob, lady!!!!!" I mean, it's obvious right? If it's green, it's vacant. If it's red, that means there's someone inside! DUH! Don't tell me you cross the road when you see the red light?! Show me how you do it then, I'd see if you get banged down by a car. Seriously, I get so pissed off when people jiggle my door. There was one time I was having bak kut teh in Balestier and there was only one dirty toilet. This lady outside was shaking and shaking my door even though she knew someone was inside, asking me to hurry up. I took my own sweet time. On purpose. If you're that urgent, then go look for another toilet. Doesn't give you the right to be rude. Imagine the death stare I gave her when I came out, and then I told her off. Sometimes I just wanna club these people over the head. Yes, I'm violent.
Moving on, Ross from LAMC Productions wants me to tell you that Hoobastank is coming to Singapore for NYE!:
*rEjOiCeS* Whoa, like finally? Ticket details are as follows:
Early Bird ticket price till Dec 3: $70 (Public) $55 (NTUC/nEBOMember)
General Admission $75 (Public) $60 (NTUC/nEBO Member)
At The Door (Dec 31) $80 (Public) $65 (NTUC/nEBO Member)
VIP PASSES! Only 100 available at $200 each - Access to priority queue, mosh pit and exclusive Meet & Greet Party.
Tickets.com booking fee applies to all prices.
Tickets go on sale November 20th at all Tickets.com outlets! Tickets.com Hotline: (65) 6296-2929 Tickets.com Website: http://www.tdc.sg
It's gonna be a great party. Spending it at a club is so passe, so come down to Downtown East on NYE! Needless to say, I'd be there. Don't think I don't know what the fuck those shit forums are saying but, really. *dEadPaNs* Do you think I give a flying fuck?! Argghhh. *RoLLs eYeS* No I don't. I'm going to go, and I'm going to take lotsa pics and videos and I'm going to holla at the band. Say all you want, I have the truth - it's just whether I want to broadcast them here or not and make all of you look blardy stupid. Maybe one day, when I choose to stop blogging then maybe I will. Who knows? Last post of my life or something. Hurhurhur.
I'm going to go read New Moon now. The Twilight series is kinda, sort of brilliant and everything but someone should tell Stephanie Meyer she can get a lil long-winded in her writing. I get so sleepy reading. It's like a drug - you can't get enough of it but it makes you sick and woozy. Can't wait to catch the movie. There was a recent fan party for New Moon in Madrid, Spain and OMG, Kristen Stewart looks hideous. No matter that she's wearing a see-through dress. Everyone's favourite Edward Cullen looks like crap as well. What in the world happened????:
Well hello there. First off, if you don't already know, I've been chosen to blog for The 199Shop! *does the chicken dance and leaps around in pure joy* I've always loved their clothes, loved going to the website, loved the reasonable pricing, loved it all! So to be chosen, you have no idea. ;)
Right now, they are having a contest! Christmas is round the corner, and Santa wants your confessions!!! Check out the details right here!:
(Click to enlarge)
I have my own little confession to make, actually... ;):
(Click to enlarge)
Of course, mine is fiction. =.= HAHAHAHA. Funny or not?! Whatever goes, you know? You confessions can be made-up/fiction or they can be a real-life account. GET CREATIVE. Yes, I'm saying you should join the contest too because what is there not to love about The 199Shop? There are 5 hampers worth $120 to be won, for starters. Yum. So attractive. Aren't you excited yet?! The more creative you are, the more chances of winning! The dateline for submission is 8th December 2009, after which a voting system will be up to determine the best 'confession' this Christmas! Results will be announced on Christmas Eve, 24th December 2009.
Soooo, I have been sleeping wayyy earlier than my usual time for the past 3 days and I realise that I always wake up in the middle of the night. -___- What is the point, you tell me? Argh. I sleep at 10pm only to wake up at 12.30am or 2am. Dealing with the authorities after Cookie has taken its toll on me and when I look in the mirror, I see a tired face with super-dark rings. And my skin is so dull and sallow, I cannot even step out without makeup anymore. Concealer cannot even cover the dark rings much. Bottomline, I look like crap. Actually it kinda scares me 'cos it's the first time I ever looked this bad as far as I can remember. I need Mario Badescu!
Cookie is currently at a friend's colleague's place and I visit him all the time but I've recently stopped because every time I leave, he cries and it breaks my heart into a million pieces. I always walk away crying my heart out. Some of my friends have seen me, heard me. It's never easy. It's so hard to walk away and keep walking when you hear him cry and bark for all he's worth, just for me to come back. He doesn't know that I will be back for him, all he knows is I'm abandoning him again, over and over. Every time I visit him, he's so happy, jumping up on me and lying next to me on the couch, putting his head on my stomach. And I don't want to have to say goodbye at the end of the day and hurt him again. I got a lot of pictures of him on my visits:
No matter what time I arrive, I would spend about 4 hours with him there. On the first day, he was nodding off to sleep in front of me but I think he fought it because I was there. He finally fell asleep at my feet:
I laugh when I see this!:
Going absolutely crazy on the couch:
I love watching him sleep. It's a completely different side of him, the more tame one. Ahaha. And his rubber face is just so cute!:
Extreme close-up just because I'm idiotic that way:
I'm still not used to him not in the house. Sometimes when I'm at my computer and I want to shift positions on my chair or if I drop something, I still turn back to see if he's alerted because he's so nosey and if I ignore him, he'd start barking so I don't like to trigger him in the first place. My sister says she still comes home quietly at night, thinking he'd bark but there is silence. Sometimes I wonder if I sleep so well now because he's not here to bark at strangers anymore. If that is so, then I'd rather forfeit that few minutes of sleep to pacify him and go back to sleep again.
I want to thank Catherine, the lady who offered to take Cookie in. I know he's not been on his best behaviour and he can get a little out of control because he tends to bully other people since he's only afraid of me, but he is such a smart boy and really, once you get past that rebellious streak in him, he's actually a very sweet dog. Yes, even if he does this to my arms:
You learn to forgive when unconditional love is involved. And also thank you to Karen, who's helped us out a tremendous deal and is continuing to do so. I wouldn't know what to do without her help. And to the people who dropped me emails offering to help me with Cookie, I really appreciate it and I'm sorry if I didn't reply to each and every one of you. But know that I know, and I appreciate it a lot.
You know sometimes moments in life happens at the most unexpected times? I didn't even think I'd ever meet a dog like that or have Cookie in my life whatsoever. I even told myself I wouldn't want a dog after Gucci. I think Cookie was meant to be, because I remembered when he first came to me, he fell asleep in my lap. He sat at the corridor and barked at the newspaper delivery man even though I grabbed his muzzle to stop him - he still made these muted woofing sounds, like he was watching out for me and he already belonged. And when he got lost, I actually managed to find him back after 3 long weeks. His name is Cookie, and he's a tough one.
I know that life is unfair and all that, and I'm trying so hard but I just don't know how to make it fair for me and for him. I think I'm not going to update on him much anymore because I want to protect him from all these bad people out to get him. You never know. I've been thinking, and actually ALL of these stemmed from petty neighbours. The other day, my mum asked the next-door neighbour if we could keep Cookie, in an effort to make peace and come to some sort of decision, and he actually shouted at her, "You know who complain or not?! I complain!!" Well dude, we already knew it was you, asshole. When asked if we could keep him, he said, "Not my problem!!" And then he slammed the door. If you said it's not your problem, then why did you complain in the first place, right? Brainless son of a bitch. You tell me, with neighbours like that, who would want to socialize with these dickheads? Again, if for some weird, twisted reason they are reading this, I just want to tell them to leave me and Cookie alone already. Take it as begging if you have to. He's a DOG, he's not a bear or a tiger, I don't let him run into their houses or use their money to feed him - why can't they just leave us alone? Seriously? Is there nothing better to do in their lives? Think about it, man. Those who are concerned about him, rest assured that he is in good hands unless I mention that he's not, which I pray hard I don't have to, ever again. It's very tiring having to constantly live in such fear for his safety.
Moving on, I was just thinking about Cookie and about goodbyes and how hard they are. I don't understand why we have to say goodbyes in life, and why do they call it a GOODbye when it's not even good at all? Recently I've had to say goodbye to someone special because I wasn't given a choice, but things have since been worked out and I really don't want to say goodbye again. Believe me when I say he's out-of-this-world and he makes me want to be a better person, he's all things good in my life and why would someone want to ditch good things, right? Yesterday, he drew himself on MSN:
And I laughed my ass off. I said, "Do you have yellow hair?" And he said, "No, just adding some colour." I cracked up with something as simple as that. And I love it that he makes me laugh. We spend hours and hours talking about nothing at all. Our record MSN chat was like, from afternoon till dawn the next day. Killer or not?!
Not that he is the only goodbye I've ever said. I've had to say goodbye to my dear grandpa who passed away last August, and that was the hardest thing ever. And the world had to say goodbye to Michael Jackson when he left this world leaving a legacy. I recently went to catch This Is It:
Judging from the footage, I know that it would have turned out to be an amazing, amazing show if he'd gone through with it. Actually I secretly teared up like, twice. Hurhur. Hearing his melodious voice still stops my heart for a second. It's like magic.
Last but not least, I also know I'd have to say goodbye to Gucci someday. I noticed he's recently been losing his hearing. Now when I walk into the kitchen and snap on the light to find him sleeping, he doesn't wake up. Not even when I call his name unless I yell loudly a couple of times, then he'd startle awake. He used to lift his head up at the slightest shuffle of feet, but now he cannot really hear anymore. His skin problems keep recurring and he has cataracts which makes him chase plastic bags in the wind thinking they're cats. It pains me to see him this way and there is this recurring scenario in my head of him running around me in circles, something he used to do when he was still young, maybe 3 or 4. I keep envisioning it because he doesn't do that anymore, he walks slowly and doesn't want to go for long walks, he gets tired easily too but thank God I have his dog pram so he can sleep in it. I know I'm trying my best to save Cookie right now but Gucci is ultimately my Number One. He's my first dog, ever. And he was with me all through secondary school, gone through thick and thin with me, you know? If you have a dog or ever lost one, you'd know what I'm talking about. 8th September was his 12th birthday. I brought him to the field and let him chase bubbles. It's his favourite thing to do, and I made a video out of it:
I want him to live to a ripe, ripe old age. xx
I also wanted to mention some random people here but then it's not an appropriate time, judging as how this post turned out. Haha. Maybe another time!
*P.S: I know I haven't been updating too often these days but I'm trying to deal with Cookie and every problem that those feckin' neighbours have been giving me so when I'm a little less tied up, I'd try!
Majolica Majorca has launched Chapter 25! It consists mainly of limited edition products, and this chapter's theme is Mademoiselle Midnight, which means, like my header says, "Midnight Party Girl"! The emphasis is on nightlife, and the elements and look are suited for a midnight party. So for the party animals, this is especially for you! For the non-party animals, you should still try it so you can go out and party in style, you know what I'm sayin'? =P Plus, they have 2 theme colours for a midnight party - red for a provocative glamour look and purple for a girly lure look.
And speaking of red and purple, the awesome people at Majolica Majorca planned a red-and-purple themed activity for us! We got to see the new limited edition products!:
We also dressed up as madamoiselles. =.= Yes, I did too. I was looking at the dress and feather boa in horror but for the fun of it, what the heck!!:
HAHAHA!!! I chose the red one, by the way. Nice fan, this!:
There's also the purple one right here:
And we had food and drinks as well! Or should I say, red and purple food and drinks! LOL. There was a chocolate fondue with strawberries and grapes, on top of waffles too!:
The waffles were heavenly. I'm not a big fan of chocolate but it was really yummy! And there was cranberry juice and Ribena too! You know... Red and purple?! Yeah!
Introducing the new limited edition Midnight Dresser!:
There are 2 designs to the Midnight Dresser - the one on top is in Provocative Red and the one below is in Girly Enticing Purple. And they're limited edition!!! As you can see, it's a makeup palette consisting of 2 eyeshadows and 2 lipglosses. Provocative Red is for bold red lips and intense smoky eyes! And as for Girly Enticing Purple, it's for playful pink lips and mysterious mauve eyes! The packaging is so pretty! YES, AS USUAL. :P Don't you love lace?! I DO!:
The red look:
The purple look:
Personally, I'd much prefer the red palette because I'm all about smoky eyes! Personal preference. ;) But the purple one is lovely too... How to choose?! Get both! LOL.
You should get both too, because it's nice to have the best of both worlds. ;) Party animal or non-party animal, doesn't matter!!! <3
20-year-old supermodel Daul Kim is dead. My saddest morning news today. It was an apparent suicide. Can't help but think of Ruslana Korshunova. Only 20 years old, and dead. Read Daul Kim's blog HERE. I think there's a hidden message in that last post, "say hi to forever". ='(
Daul Kim at the Yigal Azrouel Spring Summer 2010 fashion show, NY (she comes down the runway at 2:17):
Daul Kim reads Tolstoy:
I do not know her, but anyone could tell she was an artistic and poetic person. I am still shocked. It is a damn waste. So many deaths in 2009 alone - sucks to the core. :'(((
May 31st, 1989 - November 19th, 2009.
RIP Daul Kim. I hope your 'forever' is free of pain and suffering. Sweet travels, beautiful soul. xxxxx
Went to watch 2012 on Tuesday. I think it's hard to make a movie of the end of the world (sort of) and not make it cheesy. But 2012, in my opinion, passed the cheesy factor. I hated the devastation and destruction though. Thank God there was humour mixed inside, even in the midst of the chaos. And I think the little girl is cute. She's Morgan Lily, and she's only 9! Wonder if she'd be the next Dakota Fanning. =S Anyway it's worth it to sit through 158 minutes for the show (yes, it's long), so go watch it! But go to the washroom first. Or just don't drink so much. =.=
Speaking of washrooms, I went after the movie. And I just want to mention the fact that some people just DO NOT have the brains or common sense to see that the cubicle is occupied. Every time I'm in the washroom and someone shakes my door, I feel like screaming, "Look at the damn knob, lady!!!!!" I mean, it's obvious right? If it's green, it's vacant. If it's red, that means there's someone inside! DUH! Don't tell me you cross the road when you see the red light?! Show me how you do it then, I'd see if you get banged down by a car. Seriously, I get so pissed off when people jiggle my door. There was one time I was having bak kut teh in Balestier and there was only one dirty toilet. This lady outside was shaking and shaking my door even though she knew someone was inside, asking me to hurry up. I took my own sweet time. On purpose. If you're that urgent, then go look for another toilet. Doesn't give you the right to be rude. Imagine the death stare I gave her when I came out, and then I told her off. Sometimes I just wanna club these people over the head. Yes, I'm violent.
Moving on, Ross from LAMC Productions wants me to tell you that Hoobastank is coming to Singapore for NYE!:
*rEjOiCeS* Whoa, like finally? Ticket details are as follows:
Early Bird ticket price till Dec 3: $70 (Public) $55 (NTUC/nEBOMember)
General Admission $75 (Public) $60 (NTUC/nEBO Member)
At The Door (Dec 31) $80 (Public) $65 (NTUC/nEBO Member)
VIP PASSES! Only 100 available at $200 each - Access to priority queue, mosh pit and exclusive Meet & Greet Party.
Tickets.com booking fee applies to all prices.
Tickets go on sale November 20th at all Tickets.com outlets! Tickets.com Hotline: (65) 6296-2929 Tickets.com Website: http://www.tdc.sg
It's gonna be a great party. Spending it at a club is so passe, so come down to Downtown East on NYE! Needless to say, I'd be there. Don't think I don't know what the fuck those shit forums are saying but, really. *dEadPaNs* Do you think I give a flying fuck?! Argghhh. *RoLLs eYeS* No I don't. I'm going to go, and I'm going to take lotsa pics and videos and I'm going to holla at the band. Say all you want, I have the truth - it's just whether I want to broadcast them here or not and make all of you look blardy stupid. Maybe one day, when I choose to stop blogging then maybe I will. Who knows? Last post of my life or something. Hurhurhur.
I'm going to go read New Moon now. The Twilight series is kinda, sort of brilliant and everything but someone should tell Stephanie Meyer she can get a lil long-winded in her writing. I get so sleepy reading. It's like a drug - you can't get enough of it but it makes you sick and woozy. Can't wait to catch the movie. There was a recent fan party for New Moon in Madrid, Spain and OMG, Kristen Stewart looks hideous. No matter that she's wearing a see-through dress. Everyone's favourite Edward Cullen looks like crap as well. What in the world happened????:
Well hello there. First off, if you don't already know, I've been chosen to blog for The 199Shop! *does the chicken dance and leaps around in pure joy* I've always loved their clothes, loved going to the website, loved the reasonable pricing, loved it all! So to be chosen, you have no idea. ;)
Right now, they are having a contest! Christmas is round the corner, and Santa wants your confessions!!! Check out the details right here!:
(Click to enlarge)
I have my own little confession to make, actually... ;):
(Click to enlarge)
Of course, mine is fiction. =.= HAHAHAHA. Funny or not?! Whatever goes, you know? You confessions can be made-up/fiction or they can be a real-life account. GET CREATIVE. Yes, I'm saying you should join the contest too because what is there not to love about The 199Shop? There are 5 hampers worth $120 to be won, for starters. Yum. So attractive. Aren't you excited yet?! The more creative you are, the more chances of winning! The dateline for submission is 8th December 2009, after which a voting system will be up to determine the best 'confession' this Christmas! Results will be announced on Christmas Eve, 24th December 2009.
Soooo, I have been sleeping wayyy earlier than my usual time for the past 3 days and I realise that I always wake up in the middle of the night. -___- What is the point, you tell me? Argh. I sleep at 10pm only to wake up at 12.30am or 2am. Dealing with the authorities after Cookie has taken its toll on me and when I look in the mirror, I see a tired face with super-dark rings. And my skin is so dull and sallow, I cannot even step out without makeup anymore. Concealer cannot even cover the dark rings much. Bottomline, I look like crap. Actually it kinda scares me 'cos it's the first time I ever looked this bad as far as I can remember. I need Mario Badescu!
Cookie is currently at a friend's colleague's place and I visit him all the time but I've recently stopped because every time I leave, he cries and it breaks my heart into a million pieces. I always walk away crying my heart out. Some of my friends have seen me, heard me. It's never easy. It's so hard to walk away and keep walking when you hear him cry and bark for all he's worth, just for me to come back. He doesn't know that I will be back for him, all he knows is I'm abandoning him again, over and over. Every time I visit him, he's so happy, jumping up on me and lying next to me on the couch, putting his head on my stomach. And I don't want to have to say goodbye at the end of the day and hurt him again. I got a lot of pictures of him on my visits:
No matter what time I arrive, I would spend about 4 hours with him there. On the first day, he was nodding off to sleep in front of me but I think he fought it because I was there. He finally fell asleep at my feet:
I laugh when I see this!:
Going absolutely crazy on the couch:
I love watching him sleep. It's a completely different side of him, the more tame one. Ahaha. And his rubber face is just so cute!:
Extreme close-up just because I'm idiotic that way:
I'm still not used to him not in the house. Sometimes when I'm at my computer and I want to shift positions on my chair or if I drop something, I still turn back to see if he's alerted because he's so nosey and if I ignore him, he'd start barking so I don't like to trigger him in the first place. My sister says she still comes home quietly at night, thinking he'd bark but there is silence. Sometimes I wonder if I sleep so well now because he's not here to bark at strangers anymore. If that is so, then I'd rather forfeit that few minutes of sleep to pacify him and go back to sleep again.
I want to thank Catherine, the lady who offered to take Cookie in. I know he's not been on his best behaviour and he can get a little out of control because he tends to bully other people since he's only afraid of me, but he is such a smart boy and really, once you get past that rebellious streak in him, he's actually a very sweet dog. Yes, even if he does this to my arms:
You learn to forgive when unconditional love is involved. And also thank you to Karen, who's helped us out a tremendous deal and is continuing to do so. I wouldn't know what to do without her help. And to the people who dropped me emails offering to help me with Cookie, I really appreciate it and I'm sorry if I didn't reply to each and every one of you. But know that I know, and I appreciate it a lot.
You know sometimes moments in life happens at the most unexpected times? I didn't even think I'd ever meet a dog like that or have Cookie in my life whatsoever. I even told myself I wouldn't want a dog after Gucci. I think Cookie was meant to be, because I remembered when he first came to me, he fell asleep in my lap. He sat at the corridor and barked at the newspaper delivery man even though I grabbed his muzzle to stop him - he still made these muted woofing sounds, like he was watching out for me and he already belonged. And when he got lost, I actually managed to find him back after 3 long weeks. His name is Cookie, and he's a tough one.
I know that life is unfair and all that, and I'm trying so hard but I just don't know how to make it fair for me and for him. I think I'm not going to update on him much anymore because I want to protect him from all these bad people out to get him. You never know. I've been thinking, and actually ALL of these stemmed from petty neighbours. The other day, my mum asked the next-door neighbour if we could keep Cookie, in an effort to make peace and come to some sort of decision, and he actually shouted at her, "You know who complain or not?! I complain!!" Well dude, we already knew it was you, asshole. When asked if we could keep him, he said, "Not my problem!!" And then he slammed the door. If you said it's not your problem, then why did you complain in the first place, right? Brainless son of a bitch. You tell me, with neighbours like that, who would want to socialize with these dickheads? Again, if for some weird, twisted reason they are reading this, I just want to tell them to leave me and Cookie alone already. Take it as begging if you have to. He's a DOG, he's not a bear or a tiger, I don't let him run into their houses or use their money to feed him - why can't they just leave us alone? Seriously? Is there nothing better to do in their lives? Think about it, man. Those who are concerned about him, rest assured that he is in good hands unless I mention that he's not, which I pray hard I don't have to, ever again. It's very tiring having to constantly live in such fear for his safety.
Moving on, I was just thinking about Cookie and about goodbyes and how hard they are. I don't understand why we have to say goodbyes in life, and why do they call it a GOODbye when it's not even good at all? Recently I've had to say goodbye to someone special because I wasn't given a choice, but things have since been worked out and I really don't want to say goodbye again. Believe me when I say he's out-of-this-world and he makes me want to be a better person, he's all things good in my life and why would someone want to ditch good things, right? Yesterday, he drew himself on MSN:
And I laughed my ass off. I said, "Do you have yellow hair?" And he said, "No, just adding some colour." I cracked up with something as simple as that. And I love it that he makes me laugh. We spend hours and hours talking about nothing at all. Our record MSN chat was like, from afternoon till dawn the next day. Killer or not?!
Not that he is the only goodbye I've ever said. I've had to say goodbye to my dear grandpa who passed away last August, and that was the hardest thing ever. And the world had to say goodbye to Michael Jackson when he left this world leaving a legacy. I recently went to catch This Is It:
Judging from the footage, I know that it would have turned out to be an amazing, amazing show if he'd gone through with it. Actually I secretly teared up like, twice. Hurhur. Hearing his melodious voice still stops my heart for a second. It's like magic.
Last but not least, I also know I'd have to say goodbye to Gucci someday. I noticed he's recently been losing his hearing. Now when I walk into the kitchen and snap on the light to find him sleeping, he doesn't wake up. Not even when I call his name unless I yell loudly a couple of times, then he'd startle awake. He used to lift his head up at the slightest shuffle of feet, but now he cannot really hear anymore. His skin problems keep recurring and he has cataracts which makes him chase plastic bags in the wind thinking they're cats. It pains me to see him this way and there is this recurring scenario in my head of him running around me in circles, something he used to do when he was still young, maybe 3 or 4. I keep envisioning it because he doesn't do that anymore, he walks slowly and doesn't want to go for long walks, he gets tired easily too but thank God I have his dog pram so he can sleep in it. I know I'm trying my best to save Cookie right now but Gucci is ultimately my Number One. He's my first dog, ever. And he was with me all through secondary school, gone through thick and thin with me, you know? If you have a dog or ever lost one, you'd know what I'm talking about. 8th September was his 12th birthday. I brought him to the field and let him chase bubbles. It's his favourite thing to do, and I made a video out of it:
I want him to live to a ripe, ripe old age. xx
I also wanted to mention some random people here but then it's not an appropriate time, judging as how this post turned out. Haha. Maybe another time!
*P.S: I know I haven't been updating too often these days but I'm trying to deal with Cookie and every problem that those feckin' neighbours have been giving me so when I'm a little less tied up, I'd try!
