It’s the worst feeling in the world to lose a beloved.

Especially one that you know wasn’t really to go.

She held on for days, I knew she did it just to see me and it broke my heart so bad to hear her cries and whimpers the day i left her at the vet.

My poor baby had an auto immune disease and her own body was killing her from inside and there was no cure. She had a chance of survival, though slim there was still a chance.

I came to see her the day before i left for Japan. She tried to eat and stay alive, perhaps hoping that I would finally bring her back. She yelped and whined even louder as i walked away from her cage and out the glass doors. I could still hear her from outside.

Did i break her heart this time?

Was that why she never came back?

I never thought that would be the last time i saw her, I didnt even say goodbye. No hugs and kisses just a scratch below her neck because she wasnt allowed to be brought out of the cage.

Nobody told me the day she passed away.

I just found out yesterday because nobody wanted to ruin my trip.

She died the night i flew to Japan.

Was it because she no longer felt my presence?

Did she think i had abandoned her for real this time?

I can’t help but feel like it was my fault.

I left when she needed me most and now a big part of me wished i never went.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

My baby Chippy,

I’m so sorry baby. I know for the longest time I was never around. I smelled like another dog and saw you for short hours every now and then when i came back home.

Still, you were always there by my side as i slept and followed me everywhere even awakening if i so much as stirred in my sleep. You kept me company and protected me from anything and anyone you remotely thought was a threat.

I can’t recall how old you are anymore or when we first got you.

But i remember the look in your eyes and that giant pink bow i tied around your neck. You were tiny fragile and shy. Who would have thought you would grow up to be my little soldier that believed could protect me from anything in the world despite your little size.

I hope you’re in a better place now where you’re no longer in pain.

I’m sorry for the hurt and loneliness I’ve caused.

But thank you for being my loyal guardian dog.

I love you baby.

And i really really miss you.

Rest In Peace dearest one and have fun up there in heaven.

Because I know for sure that’s where you are.

I love you.

Just in case you miss my face =p

Actually got very fast internet connection here but everyday is so tiring i collapse in bed by 10-11pm and have to get up again at 6-7am “=_=

My sister made a really full and tiring itinerary.

*weeps*

I want to dye my hair here.

Should I?

The ash blondes here look so good!!! And it’s almost the same price as KL anyway.

Le tempted.

But it will take the whole day??

HMMMM.

*dilemma*

But Im going to Ghibli Musuem tomorrow!!!

Le EXCITED!!!

Much Love!

XOXOXOXO

I almost never blog about events anymore if you’ve been following my blog for a while. But I love Cheesie too much so I’m gonna do this for her =p SO SUPPORT YA!!!

And I genuinely had lots of fun so props to Sloggi and Cheesie for the awesome party!

Pictures stolen from Jamie , Sloggi and Cheesie! =p

My favourite doll =( Gingy!! I wouldnt let go of it and carried it everywhere that night. But they dunch lemme take it home. WUWUWUUW. SAD CHILD.!

Me and Jamie! First time i see her so open and revealing leh =p HAHAHAHA.

Shannon and Jin Yen! I swear Jin Yen has the hugest eyes ever. LIKE EVER! Those aren’t enlarging lenses BTW. And they only drew a thin line of eyeliner and the thinnest eyelashes because the size of her eyes trumps ours by miles .___.

And of course, the host of the party! Cheesie and her pastel lollipop. Haha. She was so fascinated by it. Actually we all were. WTF

Faces.

And us girls with Da Boss!

JIN YEN! Y U PHOTOBOMB ME!

My fav pic with cheesie! <3 cuz we both look so ohsumsauce! mahahahhaa.

Jamie and Jin Yen. YOU SEE HER EYES!!!

Hahaha. Production crew behind us.

Jamie complain i always look so fierce and serious when i take pic with her =( But i like bitchy face. HOW? My smiley face is fat and my eyes become slits. ZZZZ.

And the pics you guys all want right.

Girls in Sloggi Underwear.

LOL

Da boss.

Yours truly.

Sweetie Pie Jamie.

Doe Eyed Jin Yen.

Smexy Shannon.

We hope you like our hardowrk and dedications you guys made

Music video!? challenge accepted!

In our coloured gear!

You see this Jamie so pandai. Her contact lens match her baju! Pink!!

Cheesie transformed!

And me being a pig gorging on candy floss as usual. WTF. What else is new right?

I was so scared the bed was going to break D=

And le final pic of us with Henry Golding =)

And here’s a disclaimer before i post the video for you guys to make snarky comments about my fatness and slanty eyes. But i have two left feet and I am incapable of dancing when not drunk. WTF. So there. If you didnt notice it before but notice it now thanks to my disclaimer then FML. If you noticed my awkwardness earlier then don’t say i didnt warn you =X

WTF.

So hurry down HERE and vote for Cheesie okay!?

OKAY!

Guess I was wrong. This isn’t the first time I’ve been wrong about you either.

Ah.

Life.

It always happens when we happily go around telling everyone how things are finally improving. Reality picks that as a cue to rear its ugly head and slap you back into situations that reveal the painful truth.

The truth still hurts.

Even after 2 years it hurts.

The same old things.

Same old situations.

And same old attitudes.

Still, I sit here waiting and waiting.

Hoping and hoping.

For something nobody else believes possible.

Why?

Fly By.

I’m pretty shocked at how it’s almost mid month and that we’re even in a new year.

Days have never gone by as quickly for me as this year has been so far. In fact, I’m pretty sure I’m losing track of time if it wasn’t for the fact that I never take my watch off and it so happens to actually tells the date just above the time.

So how are you guys doing?

Me?

Im great, the same if not any fatter that the last any of you have heard.

And yes, those are my real eye colour and yes I swear I’m not wearing colour contacts. And yes, I’m also very aware that my roots are growing and yes, I do indeed somewhat resemble a certain type of “seafood.” Just felt the need to clarify these few things before we move on reading so don’t go on stating the obvious or making nonsensical jokes about whatever it is you find amusing about this chubby cheeked picture of mine =p

So back to the relative theory of time and perception.

Is it true then, when they say you have less hours in a day as you get older because that sure as hell seems to be the case with me these days.

In fact, things have been moving so quickly past lately that it sometimes feels like I’m skipping days in between.

See.

As I type this, it’s a new day all over again.

How did this bizarre thing just happen again?

Wasn’t the weekend just yesterday?

Why is it suddenly Friday once more?

Ah time.

It’s only the first month of the new year but I’m still in denial that we’ve even hit a new year.

In a blink of an eye, this month will be gone as well.

Gone just as swiftly as it came.

And I will be wondering the same repeating thoughts all over again.

Amazing.

Acrylic on Resin.

Be Inspired.

Hello.

This is what makes me happy in the morning ^_^

A relatively pointless post but I’m sitting in college on my holiday waiting for my lecturer who may or may not show up within the hour and this is my temporary source of entertainment while waiting.

=X

Oh my gad!!! Time is passing really really slowly!!!! So many other things I can and want to be doing right now T__T

Why! WHY OH WHY am I waiting here.

*weeps in corner*

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GRRRR!

Hi there!

Just wanted to say Hi!

Grrrr!

Happy 2012!

Man,

How time flies.

2012.

WTF?!?

A lonely, needy, depressive ball of a mess that felt too deprived of energy and lacking in the emotional capacity to meet with people other than those I’ve grown accustomed to, to the point where sitting in silence with them is not deemed as wrong or antisocial but just a quiet kind of comfortable.

I declared today “stay home and sulk day” despite my very busy week coming to an end and an entire list of things I still need to do and accomplish.

Alas, due to filial responsibilities I was forced to get out of the house by my lonesome self because everyone I called seemed either busy or just plain unavailable.

I dragged myself to 1 Utama and got stuck in the car park which was full and people going in all the wrong directions. This of course causing a jam since the road was not even remotely wide enough for two cars. A lot of yelling ensued from an angry man in a big car and the road eventually cleared.

Finally got my parking thanks to a lovely couple who pointed me in the direction of their car while patiently waiting for me before they left and thought okay, things are about to get brighter.

Went to do what I was suppose to do only to discover it was a pointless attempt and I had gotten myself into another pointless situation but refused to go home as my car was already parked. Mood dwindled down again especially with the crowd of people in the mall and the very annoying tunes of Chinese New Year melodies. Yes. I ABHOR Chinese New Year music.

Took a deep breath and made my way to the bookstore and picked up the first book that appealed to me;  The Reader, a translated German book.

Walked back down to this little cafe that caught my eye many times, ordered a cake and some tea and made myself comfortable.

It was love at first sight.

.

.

.

It’s been almost a year since I last picked up a book and read it. I’ve bought many but none of them have even left their plastic wrappers and sit lying in random places scattered all over Mutiara as well as Cheras.

Today, i picked up a book that absorbed me into it’s world the moment i started reading. The cozy setting of the very appropriately named cafe Whisk, their amazing Granny Cake – an apple cake with Butterscotch cream frosting and a steaming cup of English Breakfast Tea. The aromatic smells of freshly brewed coffee and the soothing sounds of jazz being played on their speakers and i got whisked away as well into my own little cocoon of solitude.

It feels good to finally fall back into the steady habit of getting lost in the world of books and sitting alone in cozy cafe corners.

For that almost 2 hours, I lost my initial sense of gripping neediness and jittery emotions and felt a forgotten calm and serenity.

Whisked.

Such is the name of a bakery that took me away from reality and left me happy and contented for quite a while.

All they need now is some sofa’s and I may be found there everyday.

Maybe.