The other day I mentioned how Gucci's paw was hurt and he couldn't walk properly so I had to bring him to the vet for his skin. I brought him to the vet again today because he was having really bad diarrhea, with blood in his stool. I thought it was just that - diarrhea. So I collected a stool sample last night with traces of blood in them, but I didn't know if it'd be fresh enough for tests the following day, so I took another stool sample this afternoon when I brought him down for his walk. But because he didn't eat anything the whole of yesterday, he only shat water. I brought both samples to the vet this afternoon... and I only just came back. Gucci is not with me. He's been hospitalised for renal failure.

This is really sudden because he wasn't this bad previously. And now he's deteriorating before my eyes, and there is nothing I can do to help him feel better. The vet says there is something wrong with his kidneys, it's not just a swollen prostate anymore. He did an X-ray to check for kidney stones or tumors, but his kidney didn't show up in the X-ray because his stomach was cloudy and it blocked the image of his kidney. The vet said it could be food, but I don't know if he's right because for the whole of yesterday, Gucci didn't eat anything. Whatever he ingested has already been digested through his diarrhea. And if his stomach is cloudy and he's having diarrhea, could it be something else rather than his kidneys? I don't know, really... I'm just scared they might be giving him the wrong treatment....?

I spent more than 5 hours at the vet just waiting while he was put on a drip because of dehydration. I kept asking a lot of questions and the vet got pissed off with me. I asked him why he couldn't transfer Gucci straight to Balestier for an ultrasound and had to do the X-Ray first, and he said they always do X-Rays before ultrasounds and "it just doesn't work that way". I asked him why Gucci's heart-rate was so fast, whether he was sick or just scared. He said, "Look, I'm really tired. Nothing can be determined until after an ultrasound." He thought I was accusing him of giving Gucci the wrong treatment when I didn't even say that. I was advised to transfer him to the Balestier hospital branch for an ultrasound and overnight observation, or I could bring him home. I opted for the former in the end even though I knew it was going to cost me... and I don't know to be glad I did or not since he wasn't looking very good when I left him, and at the hospital he has vets and nurses at hand. But on the other hand I am worried that if something were to happen through the night, I won't be on time. I would hate myself forever. After much debate in my head with myself, I signed a consent form that stated I give permission for the vet to resuscitate him if he were to stop breathing..... I don't want to give too much thought to it right now because ultimately, I really don't know what Gucci wants. Would he want to be resuscitated? Is he in pain? Because he cannot tell me, he has no voice. Would he want me to put him to sleep if it gets unbearable? I am not strong enough to decide on his life or death, I feel wretched to the core.

To say that Gucci is my bestest friend in the whole wide world would be an understatement... I have always loved dogs with my whole heart, and I begged and begged my dad for one, ever since I was 7. When I was 12, he paid $100 and got me Gucci from another owner who was selling him on Teletext Classifieds Garage Sale. I'd just started school in Secondary One then, and my classmates were nasty. I got bullied throughout my school life, and I came home each day and Gucci was there for me. Always. He stuck through thick and thin with me, he suffered with me when my dad was angry with one and took it out on the other. I had to support him on my own with pocket money from school and my parents didn't help... On the good days he'd eat Pedigree, which cost $7.90 per pack and is the worst junk out there. On the bad days he'd eat Gardenia bread. Now that I'm earning my own keep, I feed him better and he doesn't have to compromise anymore, and I really appreciate everything he is to me. I cannot imagine coming home to nothing, he's become a part of me already. Seeing him so weak and pathetic and so sick just pains me to the very core. It's not right... It's just wrong. I've never thought of how he'd leave me. The other day I was just asking my mum, "Would you cry when Gucci dies?" She said yes. And now I am really faced with this possibility and I don't know what to do. I am trembling so hard. I am terrified of losing the most important thing in my entire life. I cannot stop crying, and my dad is angry with me for that. He said, "If it's so hard then don't have dogs." Really, is this what you tell someone when something like this happens?

Last week when I brought him to the vet for his skin, I paid $252 for everything. Today I paid $390, before I had to cab it down to the hospital and transfer him there. They asked me to pay a deposit of 1k. I told them I didn't have that much. So I paid what I could and I can safely say I have wiped out all my savings. Completely. I don't have money to eat or pay for my bills now. And I HAVE to pay for my phone bill at least because who is the hospital going to call if something happens? He has to wait until Friday before he can do the ultrasound, since the vet who usually does it would be available only then. Tomorrow I am going to try and look elsewhere for an ultrasound machine so I can at least find out what is wrong before I take my next step. If he's not curable, I'd bring him home so he'd be by my side, at least.......

Right now I have a favour to ask all of you. First of all I don't care what you think of me, because all I think is I am saving Gucci's life, and I have to. Whoever is reading this, I know it is not right to ask for money from strangers because I find it seriously tough to ask from friends already, so please. Buy my clothes, and my books. I'm putting them up for sale. It won't total to much, but I need every cent I can get. Go to http://www.freiyaswardrobe.blogspot.com, click on "Crystal" in the list of tags on the left and you'd find all the clothes I have up for sale, since the rest belongs to Wenqing and I'm only borrowing her blog space. My books are here - even my favourites, with links to Amazon.com pages:
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Before I blog about the concert, I did another round of shoot for the same blogshop previously:

















With that out of the way... yes, the concert. Soooo, I invited Hamizah for Boys Like Girls at Resort World Sentosa yesterday night. Surprisingly we didn't lose our way. Haha, I always get lost in Sentosa! It was my first time in Resort World, and I've gotta say I was in awe. It didn't feel like Singapore at all... Everything was new, it even smelt like new paint and all. The shuttle bus let us off in front of this entrance that said:



Haha, yeah. I felt like I was in Macau or something. Not like I've been there, but I'm guessing it's along those lines?! The pretty lights!:



The uniform was ugly though. =X The concert was held in the ballroom. Check out the ceiling:



The crowd was really made up of adolescents, I felt really old there. I'm serious. But the welcome they gave the band was completely deafening. Almost blasted my eardrums. I guess kids just have the energy. LOL. I'm talking like I'm 100 years old. Lousy Pictures from the show!:





















Me and Hami and the Starhub lollipop they gave us at the door (which I couldn't seem to finish 'cos it was huge):



This is my favourite picture of ALL!:



The lighting is super pretty!!!!!!!!!!!!! Resort World looks all set to take everyone's breath away.













Videos:

I Gotta Feeling + Love Drunk



Hero/Heroine



Thunder

This is a nice song!



The Great Escape

The lead singer got security to let in the people in the back who bought the cheaper tickets for the last encore song, and suddenly I found myself stuck in the mosh pit. Like, wtf. So much for a non-shaky video! At the end of it, my lollipop actually broke. =.= I don't know how, I don't know why. It must have been too chaotic.



Actually I don't know a lot of songs except the above, hahahahaha. To be honest I only went to check them out because of this:



Yes, because Avril once got Boys Like Girls to tour with her and she was seen wearing their hoodie. But okay, there are a couple of nice songs. =)

After the concert, we left for a drink with Ross and his wife and friends, and Jing and Lily at the Hard Rock hotel lobby bar. While walking there with Hamizah, we saw Victoria's Secret!!!!!!!!!!!!:



OMG I was soooo fascinated. It just seemed a little surreal, you know... That a VS store is actually in Singapore. They were closed at 7pm and the shutters were down but Hamizah and I were looking through the doors and pointing at this and that, ooh-ing and ahh-ing until we finally caught ourselves, realising we must look quite pathetic to the people walking by. LOL! I saw a set of lingerie that cost $118. -___- So expensive!! I wonder if it'd be cheaper to ship it in from the States or if it's about the same price.

So with Boys Like Girls' concert over, I still have Muse this coming Wednesday! Along with Saosin and Rise Against... And then an after-party... And in March I have Paramore!!! Wahoooooo!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D I've been waiting for Paramore forever. I'm uber excited! Can't wait to see Hayley Williams in action. Few days after the concert I might be out of town for the rest of the month, but I'm still waiting for further confirmation.

See ya.

Labels: Avril Lavigne, Boys Like Girls, concert, Hamizah, music, pictures, videos

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I hate going to town, but last Wednesday I went all over town to run errands. I can't remember when was the last time I walked so much. Popped by an agency in Chinatown to fill in a form, and then went to Mango at Wisma Atria to try on a dress I reserved. I saw it in the window of Tampines Mall, told myself to keep going but once I was down the escalator, I went back up again and tried the dress, fell in love and reserved an S at Wisma since they ran out of it at Tampines Mall. Anyway, it was a wasted trip because I bought the M either way. =.= And I came out with another plaid top. Clothes are evil, man! But I love my vintage dress lots!!!! =D:



I don't know what is it with me and my sudden craze for vintage... Weird.

Walked over to Paragon after, thinking I should check out the floppy Barney soft toy I could seriously appoint as my travel companion. Was on the train the other day and I saw a mother unwrap a box wrapped in Toys 'R' Us paper and hand a floppy Barney over to her baby daughter in the pram. At that point in time, I was thinking to myself, "Oh my... I want that." Hahaha. But I didn't get it in the end because I was already guilty about my Mango shopping. =( The only thing I got out of Paragon was a picture of the lovely Chinese New Year deco:



Check out 313 Orchard:



The only thing that appeals to me in that picture is the huge "Forever 21". I haven't been in there, not even until now because I know if I do, I'm going to come out a very, very broke person. Dropped by Suntec City's pet shop and got Gucci a whole set of shampoo and essential oils for his skin... The pet shop owner said that if it doesn't work, he'd refund the whole set to me. But I didn't even have the chance to see if it'd work because I woke up bright and early on Saturday to attend a workshop in town, but had to cancel at the last minute because the first thing that I noticed about Gucci when I went to walk him was his right front paw. He had it up and he was limping. Because he was trained to pee downstairs, I still had to bring him to relieve himself but he would hobble a little and then stop, looking up at me with his paw held off the ground. Seriously, he looked so sad that my heart went out to him. In the end I had to carry him from spot to spot, and then went home to check his paw. There was a broken patch of skin that was red and a little sticky-wet...:



I asked Genevieve about it and she said it could be a fungal infection. So I went to the pharmacy and bought anti-fungal betadine ointment, bandage and surgical tape, etc. She was kind enough to come over and bandage Gucci's paw, in-case I turn his paw into a turnip. Poor boy:





='( I hate seeing him sad, it affects me a lot. It always has. I end up short-fused and impatient, sensitive and touchy and I cry at the drop of a pin. It's like PMS but a little bit worse, because coupled with that is immense stress, worrying over him and about him. Argh. I wouldn't even notice if Genevieve hadn't pointed out that Gucci's paw pads seemed to be a little tender and swollen. That got me kinda worried, to be honest... I forgot to mention that Gucci lost his hearing a little more than a month ago. I found out when I walked into the kitchen one fine day to find him sitting and staring at the wall. Normally he'd turn around, but because he didn't hear me, he just sat there. Honestly, the tears just sprang to my eyes seeing him so forlorn. I put his hearing to the test several times after that, and it only further confirmed my assessment. Now the only way I can get him to respond is by clapping loudly. He's old with cataracts... and then now he's lost his hearing. It is a fucking painful thought to think about when I realised he might not be able to hear or see me when his time is up. I can't imagine him not being able to hear me tell him I love him so, so much, and that I will continue to do so, forever. It just fucking sucks to the max, I don't even know where to start.

Stayed home and took care of him for the whole day, popping downstairs to get a drink and saying hi to Lulu, the resident cat at the mini-mart:



Received my Beauty Diary masks in the mail again, and a vintage bag from the same website to go with my Mango dress (it matches perfectly, I think I'm all done for CNY...):





Went to my cousin's 20th birthday BBQ at Aquarius that same night. Wore my other Mango top I bought with the dress. With Claudia, the birthday girl:





Her friends - Nadia:



With Hilda:



And Eslynn:



The ants that came marching to our leftovers - GROSS!!:









Check out this white dude:



I don't know who he is, I don't know where he's from, I just know he's very rude. I heard he was rude to my cousin's friends, and he flat out just snorted at whatever we did, or whenever he saw something he didn't like. He didn't even bother to do it discreetly. I HATE Caucasians who are like that - the ones who think they are greater than anybody and literally proclaim that to the world. Just fuck off, man. Whoever he is, he stays at Aquarius by The Park in Bedok. Do you know him? Pray, tell. >:-)

Anyway... BBQs do give you crappy, oily hair. YUCKS... Photoshop saves the day. Well, almost. Claudia told me something interesting... She said her friends asked her how come I looked so different from my Facebook and blog pictures, because my jaw was "more square" in person. Any person with eyes can see that I Photoshop my pictures, come on! And any person who knows me well would know that I have NEVER liked my face shape. Nor my hairline. Nor my high forehead. I am very critical of myself. Photoshop is just a cheap version of plastic surgery because I cannot afford the real thing. Hahahaha. Well, maybe not now, I don't know... But my point is, I might look different in person if they think so but let's not get our imaginations too drastic. That's all I'm sayin'!

The following day, Gucci didn't get better so I brought him to the vet. Besides, I wanted to find out what was wrong with his swollen paw pads anyway... It was a different vet on duty because I didn't go to the usual branch. Anyway, he has no more demodex but it turns out that he's infested with some sort of derma bacteria that is making him itch. The vet said it was "severe". He was momentarily "transfixed" by Gucci while I was in the waiting room and he stepped out to hand the receptionist something. You should have seen his face. It didn't look like a good thing to me. Gucci has always had skin problems, ever since I had him. It was just a case of whether it got better or worse. Skin scrapes were done, a blood test was done to check his lungs and his liver (all good) and his little heart is good too. The swollen paw pads could be pus from the bacteria that got in when he bit his paw pads and caused exposed broken skin, the vet said. I feel like a bad owner, I feel so guilty for not noticing it earlier but I see him every single day and his paw pads are so small, I couldn't spot the difference. Imagine possibly being in pain and not being able to speak up about it. I don't know how long it's been. My poor smelly old dog that I love so dearly. :'((((

Currently Gucci is on antibiotics and I have to review him in 2 weeks. Once again, I'm very stressed about finances. I get really panicky and stressed when my dogs fall sick because I always worry that I have no money to bring them to the vet. Don't even ask, "What about your family? Don't they help?" FLAT-OUT, NO. Food, vet bills, walks, grooming, play, every little thing is out of my own pocket. You'd think even $20 would help... Well, it would but no one even bothered to offer. All they do is pat the dogs when they feel like it and grumble when I am too busy to walk them and ask for their help. I've been looking after Gucci for more than 10 years - I've never complained. I wonder if they've ever done any soul-searching............ Self-proclaimed dog lovers... I think not. Like I heard TK mention before, there is a difference between dog-lovers and a person who loves dogs. Go figure.

Moving on, I had a Skype chat with Josh the other day on webcam. It was freakin' hilarious. Pity I didn't get to chat with him much the last time he was here with Hoob but yeah, Skype webcam is good. I actually hid my webcam when he added me so I didn't have to show my crappy naked face without makeup, but I don't know why the settings went bonkers and reset itself, so he found out I had a webcam after all. =.= I am so bimbotic sometimes.

Lastly, Antonio and Adam were in town recently again for business, and as usual, I had dinner with them, this time at House @ Dempsey Hill:



Heard about the place plenty of times, but haven't been there until yesterday night. We were at this place called Barracks. The 3 of us were so hungry, we ordered quite a lot! Apparently there are many things you can do at House... Like, a hundred:



My mushroom soup and Stella Artois!:



Left: Threesome (because it's calamari, mussels and prawns!), right: I think it's tuna, LOL:



Mushroom skinny pizza!!:



Pork tenderloin:



Adam and Antonio shared a lot of laughs over this precious cock plate............. HAHAHA (inside joke!):



Red snapper:



My bay prawn cappellini! X):



Pretty lights outside Barracks:



The guys thought this was artsy......... You decide!:



Saw this random millipede at Raffles Place when the guys went to collect a laptop charger near the office... I think I killed it after that with a stone, whoops:





Several times I was out, I had been glued to my Blackberry's Yahoo Messenger with MM... Morbid as it seems, sometimes I imagine what would happen if I don't watch the traffic one day and get banged down by a car. =.= He even said to me, "Eyes in front, come on." But how do I do that when he's trying to tell me that and I won't know if I don't look?! He's so cute, I feel like pinching his nose. Ha. =X

That's all for now, will be back to update when, er... when there is something to update. See ya.

Labels: Adam, Antonio, birthday, Claudia, clothes, dogs, fashion, food, Gucci, party, pictures

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The other day I mentioned how Gucci's paw was hurt and he couldn't walk properly so I had to bring him to the vet for his skin. I brought him to the vet again today because he was having really bad diarrhea, with blood in his stool. I thought it was just that - diarrhea. So I collected a stool sample last night with traces of blood in them, but I didn't know if it'd be fresh enough for tests the following day, so I took another stool sample this afternoon when I brought him down for his walk. But because he didn't eat anything the whole of yesterday, he only shat water. I brought both samples to the vet this afternoon... and I only just came back. Gucci is not with me. He's been hospitalised for renal failure.

This is really sudden because he wasn't this bad previously. And now he's deteriorating before my eyes, and there is nothing I can do to help him feel better. The vet says there is something wrong with his kidneys, it's not just a swollen prostate anymore. He did an X-ray to check for kidney stones or tumors, but his kidney didn't show up in the X-ray because his stomach was cloudy and it blocked the image of his kidney. The vet said it could be food, but I don't know if he's right because for the whole of yesterday, Gucci didn't eat anything. Whatever he ingested has already been digested through his diarrhea. And if his stomach is cloudy and he's having diarrhea, could it be something else rather than his kidneys? I don't know, really... I'm just scared they might be giving him the wrong treatment....?

I spent more than 5 hours at the vet just waiting while he was put on a drip because of dehydration. I kept asking a lot of questions and the vet got pissed off with me. I asked him why he couldn't transfer Gucci straight to Balestier for an ultrasound and had to do the X-Ray first, and he said they always do X-Rays before ultrasounds and "it just doesn't work that way". I asked him why Gucci's heart-rate was so fast, whether he was sick or just scared. He said, "Look, I'm really tired. Nothing can be determined until after an ultrasound." He thought I was accusing him of giving Gucci the wrong treatment when I didn't even say that. I was advised to transfer him to the Balestier hospital branch for an ultrasound and overnight observation, or I could bring him home. I opted for the former in the end even though I knew it was going to cost me... and I don't know to be glad I did or not since he wasn't looking very good when I left him, and at the hospital he has vets and nurses at hand. But on the other hand I am worried that if something were to happen through the night, I won't be on time. I would hate myself forever. After much debate in my head with myself, I signed a consent form that stated I give permission for the vet to resuscitate him if he were to stop breathing..... I don't want to give too much thought to it right now because ultimately, I really don't know what Gucci wants. Would he want to be resuscitated? Is he in pain? Because he cannot tell me, he has no voice. Would he want me to put him to sleep if it gets unbearable? I am not strong enough to decide on his life or death, I feel wretched to the core.

To say that Gucci is my bestest friend in the whole wide world would be an understatement... I have always loved dogs with my whole heart, and I begged and begged my dad for one, ever since I was 7. When I was 12, he paid $100 and got me Gucci from another owner who was selling him on Teletext Classifieds Garage Sale. I'd just started school in Secondary One then, and my classmates were nasty. I got bullied throughout my school life, and I came home each day and Gucci was there for me. Always. He stuck through thick and thin with me, he suffered with me when my dad was angry with one and took it out on the other. I had to support him on my own with pocket money from school and my parents didn't help... On the good days he'd eat Pedigree, which cost $7.90 per pack and is the worst junk out there. On the bad days he'd eat Gardenia bread. Now that I'm earning my own keep, I feed him better and he doesn't have to compromise anymore, and I really appreciate everything he is to me. I cannot imagine coming home to nothing, he's become a part of me already. Seeing him so weak and pathetic and so sick just pains me to the very core. It's not right... It's just wrong. I've never thought of how he'd leave me. The other day I was just asking my mum, "Would you cry when Gucci dies?" She said yes. And now I am really faced with this possibility and I don't know what to do. I am trembling so hard. I am terrified of losing the most important thing in my entire life. I cannot stop crying, and my dad is angry with me for that. He said, "If it's so hard then don't have dogs." Really, is this what you tell someone when something like this happens?

Last week when I brought him to the vet for his skin, I paid $252 for everything. Today I paid $390, before I had to cab it down to the hospital and transfer him there. They asked me to pay a deposit of 1k. I told them I didn't have that much. So I paid what I could and I can safely say I have wiped out all my savings. Completely. I don't have money to eat or pay for my bills now. And I HAVE to pay for my phone bill at least because who is the hospital going to call if something happens? He has to wait until Friday before he can do the ultrasound, since the vet who usually does it would be available only then. Tomorrow I am going to try and look elsewhere for an ultrasound machine so I can at least find out what is wrong before I take my next step. If he's not curable, I'd bring him home so he'd be by my side, at least.......

Right now I have a favour to ask all of you. First of all I don't care what you think of me, because all I think is I am saving Gucci's life, and I have to. Whoever is reading this, I know it is not right to ask for money from strangers because I find it seriously tough to ask from friends already, so please. Buy my clothes, and my books. I'm putting them up for sale. It won't total to much, but I need every cent I can get. Go to http://www.freiyaswardrobe.blogspot.com, click on "Crystal" in the list of tags on the left and you'd find all the clothes I have up for sale, since the rest belongs to Wenqing and I'm only borrowing her blog space. My books are here - even my favourites, with links to Amazon.com pages:

Before I blog about the concert, I did another round of shoot for the same blogshop previously:

















With that out of the way... yes, the concert. Soooo, I invited Hamizah for Boys Like Girls at Resort World Sentosa yesterday night. Surprisingly we didn't lose our way. Haha, I always get lost in Sentosa! It was my first time in Resort World, and I've gotta say I was in awe. It didn't feel like Singapore at all... Everything was new, it even smelt like new paint and all. The shuttle bus let us off in front of this entrance that said:



Haha, yeah. I felt like I was in Macau or something. Not like I've been there, but I'm guessing it's along those lines?! The pretty lights!:



The uniform was ugly though. =X The concert was held in the ballroom. Check out the ceiling:



The crowd was really made up of adolescents, I felt really old there. I'm serious. But the welcome they gave the band was completely deafening. Almost blasted my eardrums. I guess kids just have the energy. LOL. I'm talking like I'm 100 years old. Lousy Pictures from the show!:





















Me and Hami and the Starhub lollipop they gave us at the door (which I couldn't seem to finish 'cos it was huge):



This is my favourite picture of ALL!:



The lighting is super pretty!!!!!!!!!!!!! Resort World looks all set to take everyone's breath away.













Videos:

I Gotta Feeling + Love Drunk



Hero/Heroine



Thunder

This is a nice song!



The Great Escape

The lead singer got security to let in the people in the back who bought the cheaper tickets for the last encore song, and suddenly I found myself stuck in the mosh pit. Like, wtf. So much for a non-shaky video! At the end of it, my lollipop actually broke. =.= I don't know how, I don't know why. It must have been too chaotic.



Actually I don't know a lot of songs except the above, hahahahaha. To be honest I only went to check them out because of this:



Yes, because Avril once got Boys Like Girls to tour with her and she was seen wearing their hoodie. But okay, there are a couple of nice songs. =)

After the concert, we left for a drink with Ross and his wife and friends, and Jing and Lily at the Hard Rock hotel lobby bar. While walking there with Hamizah, we saw Victoria's Secret!!!!!!!!!!!!:



OMG I was soooo fascinated. It just seemed a little surreal, you know... That a VS store is actually in Singapore. They were closed at 7pm and the shutters were down but Hamizah and I were looking through the doors and pointing at this and that, ooh-ing and ahh-ing until we finally caught ourselves, realising we must look quite pathetic to the people walking by. LOL! I saw a set of lingerie that cost $118. -___- So expensive!! I wonder if it'd be cheaper to ship it in from the States or if it's about the same price.

So with Boys Like Girls' concert over, I still have Muse this coming Wednesday! Along with Saosin and Rise Against... And then an after-party... And in March I have Paramore!!! Wahoooooo!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D I've been waiting for Paramore forever. I'm uber excited! Can't wait to see Hayley Williams in action. Few days after the concert I might be out of town for the rest of the month, but I'm still waiting for further confirmation.

See ya.

Labels: Avril Lavigne, Boys Like Girls, concert, Hamizah, music, pictures, videos

I hate going to town, but last Wednesday I went all over town to run errands. I can't remember when was the last time I walked so much. Popped by an agency in Chinatown to fill in a form, and then went to Mango at Wisma Atria to try on a dress I reserved. I saw it in the window of Tampines Mall, told myself to keep going but once I was down the escalator, I went back up again and tried the dress, fell in love and reserved an S at Wisma since they ran out of it at Tampines Mall. Anyway, it was a wasted trip because I bought the M either way. =.= And I came out with another plaid top. Clothes are evil, man! But I love my vintage dress lots!!!! =D:



I don't know what is it with me and my sudden craze for vintage... Weird.

Walked over to Paragon after, thinking I should check out the floppy Barney soft toy I could seriously appoint as my travel companion. Was on the train the other day and I saw a mother unwrap a box wrapped in Toys 'R' Us paper and hand a floppy Barney over to her baby daughter in the pram. At that point in time, I was thinking to myself, "Oh my... I want that." Hahaha. But I didn't get it in the end because I was already guilty about my Mango shopping. =( The only thing I got out of Paragon was a picture of the lovely Chinese New Year deco:



Check out 313 Orchard:



The only thing that appeals to me in that picture is the huge "Forever 21". I haven't been in there, not even until now because I know if I do, I'm going to come out a very, very broke person. Dropped by Suntec City's pet shop and got Gucci a whole set of shampoo and essential oils for his skin... The pet shop owner said that if it doesn't work, he'd refund the whole set to me. But I didn't even have the chance to see if it'd work because I woke up bright and early on Saturday to attend a workshop in town, but had to cancel at the last minute because the first thing that I noticed about Gucci when I went to walk him was his right front paw. He had it up and he was limping. Because he was trained to pee downstairs, I still had to bring him to relieve himself but he would hobble a little and then stop, looking up at me with his paw held off the ground. Seriously, he looked so sad that my heart went out to him. In the end I had to carry him from spot to spot, and then went home to check his paw. There was a broken patch of skin that was red and a little sticky-wet...:



I asked Genevieve about it and she said it could be a fungal infection. So I went to the pharmacy and bought anti-fungal betadine ointment, bandage and surgical tape, etc. She was kind enough to come over and bandage Gucci's paw, in-case I turn his paw into a turnip. Poor boy:





='( I hate seeing him sad, it affects me a lot. It always has. I end up short-fused and impatient, sensitive and touchy and I cry at the drop of a pin. It's like PMS but a little bit worse, because coupled with that is immense stress, worrying over him and about him. Argh. I wouldn't even notice if Genevieve hadn't pointed out that Gucci's paw pads seemed to be a little tender and swollen. That got me kinda worried, to be honest... I forgot to mention that Gucci lost his hearing a little more than a month ago. I found out when I walked into the kitchen one fine day to find him sitting and staring at the wall. Normally he'd turn around, but because he didn't hear me, he just sat there. Honestly, the tears just sprang to my eyes seeing him so forlorn. I put his hearing to the test several times after that, and it only further confirmed my assessment. Now the only way I can get him to respond is by clapping loudly. He's old with cataracts... and then now he's lost his hearing. It is a fucking painful thought to think about when I realised he might not be able to hear or see me when his time is up. I can't imagine him not being able to hear me tell him I love him so, so much, and that I will continue to do so, forever. It just fucking sucks to the max, I don't even know where to start.

Stayed home and took care of him for the whole day, popping downstairs to get a drink and saying hi to Lulu, the resident cat at the mini-mart:



Received my Beauty Diary masks in the mail again, and a vintage bag from the same website to go with my Mango dress (it matches perfectly, I think I'm all done for CNY...):





Went to my cousin's 20th birthday BBQ at Aquarius that same night. Wore my other Mango top I bought with the dress. With Claudia, the birthday girl:





Her friends - Nadia:



With Hilda:



And Eslynn:



The ants that came marching to our leftovers - GROSS!!:









Check out this white dude:



I don't know who he is, I don't know where he's from, I just know he's very rude. I heard he was rude to my cousin's friends, and he flat out just snorted at whatever we did, or whenever he saw something he didn't like. He didn't even bother to do it discreetly. I HATE Caucasians who are like that - the ones who think they are greater than anybody and literally proclaim that to the world. Just fuck off, man. Whoever he is, he stays at Aquarius by The Park in Bedok. Do you know him? Pray, tell. >:-)

Anyway... BBQs do give you crappy, oily hair. YUCKS... Photoshop saves the day. Well, almost. Claudia told me something interesting... She said her friends asked her how come I looked so different from my Facebook and blog pictures, because my jaw was "more square" in person. Any person with eyes can see that I Photoshop my pictures, come on! And any person who knows me well would know that I have NEVER liked my face shape. Nor my hairline. Nor my high forehead. I am very critical of myself. Photoshop is just a cheap version of plastic surgery because I cannot afford the real thing. Hahahaha. Well, maybe not now, I don't know... But my point is, I might look different in person if they think so but let's not get our imaginations too drastic. That's all I'm sayin'!

The following day, Gucci didn't get better so I brought him to the vet. Besides, I wanted to find out what was wrong with his swollen paw pads anyway... It was a different vet on duty because I didn't go to the usual branch. Anyway, he has no more demodex but it turns out that he's infested with some sort of derma bacteria that is making him itch. The vet said it was "severe". He was momentarily "transfixed" by Gucci while I was in the waiting room and he stepped out to hand the receptionist something. You should have seen his face. It didn't look like a good thing to me. Gucci has always had skin problems, ever since I had him. It was just a case of whether it got better or worse. Skin scrapes were done, a blood test was done to check his lungs and his liver (all good) and his little heart is good too. The swollen paw pads could be pus from the bacteria that got in when he bit his paw pads and caused exposed broken skin, the vet said. I feel like a bad owner, I feel so guilty for not noticing it earlier but I see him every single day and his paw pads are so small, I couldn't spot the difference. Imagine possibly being in pain and not being able to speak up about it. I don't know how long it's been. My poor smelly old dog that I love so dearly. :'((((

Currently Gucci is on antibiotics and I have to review him in 2 weeks. Once again, I'm very stressed about finances. I get really panicky and stressed when my dogs fall sick because I always worry that I have no money to bring them to the vet. Don't even ask, "What about your family? Don't they help?" FLAT-OUT, NO. Food, vet bills, walks, grooming, play, every little thing is out of my own pocket. You'd think even $20 would help... Well, it would but no one even bothered to offer. All they do is pat the dogs when they feel like it and grumble when I am too busy to walk them and ask for their help. I've been looking after Gucci for more than 10 years - I've never complained. I wonder if they've ever done any soul-searching............ Self-proclaimed dog lovers... I think not. Like I heard TK mention before, there is a difference between dog-lovers and a person who loves dogs. Go figure.

Moving on, I had a Skype chat with Josh the other day on webcam. It was freakin' hilarious. Pity I didn't get to chat with him much the last time he was here with Hoob but yeah, Skype webcam is good. I actually hid my webcam when he added me so I didn't have to show my crappy naked face without makeup, but I don't know why the settings went bonkers and reset itself, so he found out I had a webcam after all. =.= I am so bimbotic sometimes.

Lastly, Antonio and Adam were in town recently again for business, and as usual, I had dinner with them, this time at House @ Dempsey Hill:



Heard about the place plenty of times, but haven't been there until yesterday night. We were at this place called Barracks. The 3 of us were so hungry, we ordered quite a lot! Apparently there are many things you can do at House... Like, a hundred:



My mushroom soup and Stella Artois!:



Left: Threesome (because it's calamari, mussels and prawns!), right: I think it's tuna, LOL:



Mushroom skinny pizza!!:



Pork tenderloin:



Adam and Antonio shared a lot of laughs over this precious cock plate............. HAHAHA (inside joke!):



Red snapper:



My bay prawn cappellini! X):



Pretty lights outside Barracks:



The guys thought this was artsy......... You decide!:



Saw this random millipede at Raffles Place when the guys went to collect a laptop charger near the office... I think I killed it after that with a stone, whoops:





Several times I was out, I had been glued to my Blackberry's Yahoo Messenger with MM... Morbid as it seems, sometimes I imagine what would happen if I don't watch the traffic one day and get banged down by a car. =.= He even said to me, "Eyes in front, come on." But how do I do that when he's trying to tell me that and I won't know if I don't look?! He's so cute, I feel like pinching his nose. Ha. =X

That's all for now, will be back to update when, er... when there is something to update. See ya.

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