bubbles and dirty pawprints

here i am back again blogging using brother's cellphone. How i wish it had a qwerty keypad right about now, been using it to check my mail and stuff. It isn't friendly to the fingers mind you.

Yesterday, father told me to go wash and shampoo the two kittens clean and so i did. Not that there is anything better for me to do except sleep and eat so i chose to heed father's call for help, which in this case is to help him wash the two kittens.

I thought it would be difficult since i've always been scratched and am always the one getting wet in the process, whenever it comes to washing all my cats. With the exceptions of Lucky and Baby, who are no longer with us, washing the cats can be outright torture for me.

So while getting the warm water ready - yes, the cats get the luxury of being washed in warm water while we don't. Unfair. - i prepared myself for the bouts of scratching and flailing, the hissing and yowling that is to come from my adorable kittens. Surprisingly though none came, except for Nala flailing about trying to escape the water, the warm water. In fact washing and shampooing Nala and Fluff clean couldn't be any easier.

Though they were a little apprehensive when i tried to towel dry them, due to the fact that they couldn't see. Other than that it was easier than i expected.

Anyways, mother finally relented and agreed to let me talk to my aunt about the job at Carlton Hotel, for the second time. I've spent alot of energy and time trying to find a job under the government, like healthcare and the like but to no avail. It certainly sucks not to be given a chance.

Well that's about it, im going to my Nyai's later.

Adieu.

p/s: i've realised that it's been a long time since i tagged anyone at their respective blogs. Hmmm..

boring sunday

today is kinda uneventful, been sitting rotting at home. my blog has been dusty hasn't it? the desktop malfunctioned and so i can't update that often. i'm using Sheeq's lappy to just post something random i guess. the thing is i don't know why i even bothered to blog about something when i know i have nothing to blog about. pathetic much?

my parents are out, somewhere. i'll be going out later to buy my toiletries at NTUC. maybe chill at somewhere, anywhere. again, pathetic much?

and i've decided to do something special for my 1st year anniversary, initially i didn't want to do anything at all, don't know why but i guess i should make a memory out of it somehow and because me and him have gone through alot. though i'm still thinking what exactly i plan to do. well i've still time to think about it. me and him will prolly end up having dinner or just have a nice quiet moment somewhere.

and i still want to go and chill at the beach with him. he promised me a beach date when we met up last week, i'm still waiting. it's been eons since i hit the beach with anyone.

and i have nothing else to be random about, and i realized i used a lot of the and word to start my sentences. i swear this is the most random post ever.

hello people

its been awhile since i bothered to try and blog what with my desktop's malfunction. Not that it matters since my life hasn't changed much this past few weeks, still the same routine everyday. Eat, sleep, watch the telly then going back to sleep.

Today was a bit different. I would usually sleep the afternoon away after work, kinda my routine on saturdays and i know its very unladylike of me to do so, but it beats being bored out of my wits hands down.

Anyways, i accompanied mother to the Louis V boutique to go retrieve her mink bucket bag since she sent it for repair, change the inner lining of the bag 'cos it turned into a very funky colour. Not in a good way mind you. Seeing as im going to a high end boutique, it should mean that i should wear something that fits the bill of someone high class, thats what sister says anyways. But since its me we're talking about, i went to town with mother wearing a tshirt and jeans ensemble and a pair of slippers. Its more appropriate for going to the market with rather than walking about town. I cant really be bothered today about my appearance, have been so for a while now. I dont have no clue why im acting this way.

So we got the bag, and we walked out, oh people stared when mother and me went walking around town carrying the Louis V paper bag, with the bucket bag inside of course.

Whats the big deal about it i cant be bothered to find out.

Thats all i guess, blogging using a cellphone is torture people.

Adieu.

the trip to the vet

today, was Boboi's vet appointment for his yearly health checkup, which i conveniently forgot. I had to rush home from work since father needed help with carrying Boboi to the truck. He's gotten heavier that cat.

Well on the way to the vet. I had the misfortune of being peed on, thank god it was just a short tinkle. How great it is to start of my May in such a fashion.

Anyways, Boboi's is healthy as a horse except for the fact that he is already overweight. The vets there absolutely adore him 'cos he's a very sociable cat. He's just lovable that cat, my family's very own version of Garfield.

My parents suggested that i join the police force or go work at a hospital, she says as a civil servant you get job security.

I don't know uh, this job thingy is getting difficult and frustrating what with everybody giving me their opinions. My relatives especially.

Im done for today.

Adieu.

labour day holiday

havent been updating regularly, didnt feel like it, nobody's missing anything if i dont blog anyways. My life ain't scandal ridden. Hehs.

Basically my week started pretty normal. Things got better with boyfriend, i overreacted abit i guess. It goes to show i cant be left alone with my thoughts. I can go psychotic like that. Bottomline is i think too much.

Imma sidetrack abit here,
My girls know i don't hold my secondary school friends in high regard, i'd rather much not have anything to do with them. But im too much a nice person to deny a friend my help. No, not bragging here, im just saying.

So, this friend called me, talking to me, spilling her guts out. I took the time to listen to her problems. That was a few months ago, now i find myself in the position of asking her to go get a fucking life. Seriously, i think she has some kind of complex going on in her head.

She calls me almost everyday, always asking me to go out with her and her boyfriend, when i don't want to she forces me to. Fuck her. And get this, yesterday was the day i met my girls, she then called asking me out, when i said no, i had other plans. She told me to cancel them and go out with her and her boyfriend instead. The world so doesn't revolve around her. Period.

Being nice sometimes sucks but it shows i have a conscience. That's what mother says anyways. But one can only be nice once in awhile. I guess im that girl people step on cos' they know she's too nice a person, too polite to protest to anything.

My posts have been depressing haven't they?

My april hasn't been good. Wonder how my may is going to be....

Adieu