Thursday, February 26, 2009

February seems to love goodbyes


She is the most impatient, indolent, and selfish bitch I have ever known. She hurts me so much that I have difficulty counting how many scars she has left on me. She lives with me and acts as if she owns the whole house. She whines and complains like the world wants to listen to her. To her, I am her slave.

This insolent brat is my dog.

But apart from that, she is all I have always wanted as a child. TLC is all she ever gives to me. It’s all I ever want from her. Well, besides wanting her to clean up her own mess. I knew she always hated me. She hates me for beating her with a newspaper whenever she bites the TV cord, the phone cord, my homework, etc etc etc.
No.
She doesn’t hate me. A mongrel will always be a mongrel. Faithful to its owner whoever he or she is. Whether he/she gives one meal in two days, or takes out their anger on it, a mongrel refuse to part with its owner. So stupidly loyal. I don’t hate her. I love her and I can’t bear to part with her.
I thought if I kept telling myself and Sugar how much I hated her, I could, and will hate her. But how wrong I was.
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I used to feed this really famished dog before I got Sugar. His name is Dodi. He belongs to one of my neighbours. His owner barely gave food and only come home from work in the late evenings. The owner leaves Dodi outside, hopefully he will run and never return. But I cannot make Dodi become my dog. He will never step into my house, because he knows, he already has an owner. Be it a bad, abusive and irresponsible owner, Dodi is still faithful, for he is a mongrel.
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No, I don’t want to part with Sugar. No, I don’t want her to go to the SPCA. No, I don’t hate her.

But yes, I will send her away. This household cannot take care of Sugar. This family is not fit to take care of her. I can’t take this anymore. It isn’t about the inconvenience Sugar is causing. It’s the pain that my family is causing for her. I cannot say it out. But if I could report for animal abuse, I would. She needs an able family. An able owner. A better owner.

With that, I will not hold myself back to stand up, and say, “Take my vote as well. Send her away."
When I make that decision,
I will not look into her eyes.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

i finally knew.
My show and tell. =P for 95%

Hehe.


If I Were A Boy
Beyonce Knowles

If I were a boy even just for a day
I'd roll out of bed in the morning
And throw on what I wanted
And go drink beer with the guys
And chase after girls
I'd kick it with who I wanted
And I'd never get confronted for it
'Cause they stick up for me


If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I'd be a better man


I'd listen to her
'Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
'Cause he's taking you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed


If I were a boy
I would turn off my phone
Tell everyone it's broken
So they'd think that I was sleeping alone


I'd put myself first
And make the rules as I go
'Cause I know that she'd be faithful
Waiting for me to come home, to come home


If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I'd be a better man


I'd listen to her
'Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
'Cause he's taking you for granted


And everything you had got destroyed
It's a little too late for you to come back
Say it's just a mistake
Think I'd forgive you like that
If you thought I would wait for you
You thought wrong


But you're just a boy
You don't understand
And you don't understand, oh
How it feels to love a girl
Someday you wish you were a better man


You don't listen to her
You don't care how it hurts
Until you lose the one you wanted
'Cause you're taking her for granted
And everything you had got destroyed
But you're just a boy

now i know.

Monday, February 09, 2009

okay, Honey's gone.
='(
I will NEVER keep a dog ever again.
EVER.

Saturday, February 07, 2009

perpisahan

So mom suddenly comes up with the greatest idea. Honey will go to the SPCA. What a very brilliant idea. Oh, why you ask?
Because the Old Folks Home doesn't need a guard dog.
Sure she's tiresome and all, but she's my dog. The silly dog that will melt my heart even when I'm in my worst mood swing, just by rolling on her back for a belly rub. The silly dog that will hug my leg and not let go when I'm just going in for a shower. The silly dog that whines like she's 2 months old when i finally break free from her grip to take my shower.

Why can't i say that, she's just a dog?

Why can't i just ignore her?

Why can't i stop petting her?

why can't i say i wish i haven't met her?

Why can't i keep her...? =(

Up for adoption anyone? =(
Just when i tell that Honey will be sent to SPCA, people tell me about the rumours about it. Like i really need that.

This is the part I need you the most and your stupid commander probably can't give back your phone?