Alone

It doesn't take a lot of effort to pause my walk and give the feline a pat of love. Two days ago, I did just that when I return from parking little uncle's car at his carpark. The seemingly pregnant cat returned my love with an equally affectionate rub on my hand, suggesting that she really enjoyed the attention, though meagre.

I wished Nini-the-Cat would be more like this cat. Though Nini has already become more acquainted with me, she usually reciprocate my affection with a bite, which she will let go after realising that it was me and not some fleas that itch her.

Also today - when I was all alone with Rose, Daisy and Nini-the-Cat at the warehouse - I squatted at Daisy's previous location, which happened to be occupied by Apple (and she messed up the place big time), Nini, seemed to be searching for someone there. A part of my imagination began to see that Apple was back and Nini was feeling it. Or was it that Nini is still looking for her lost kittens, like a loving mother?

That day in pictures

Yesterday In Pictures

Since the Brown one's adoption, many new comers have emerged. I have not processed the picture, but would like to upload one first.

Sad Lost

Sadly, Moo2 did not make it.

Birth Registration (Dated: 31/10/2009)

P!ssed, yet once more

Sometimes, I cannot prevent myself from wanting to leave this house altogether. In fact, I feel like leaving this country altogether. Since my grandparents passed on, my happiest and most carefree days were those I spent at Taiwan, Thailand, and even in the jungles of Taman Negara and Temburong.

Just a few days ago, I flared up over the 'last minute' wedding. Today, I have to do so once more when someone wore my jeans and another one washed and iron it. Might sound like I am a grouchy person. But not so if you realised that that pair of jeans costed me 100 over dollars and it can only be dry washed and the layer of wax coating cannot be ironed on. Within a matter of hours, my 100-dollar is reduced to ...

P!ssed once more

It happened last year and it happens again. I think it will happen in the future. My mother p!ss the hell out of me when she, once again, inform me of a wedding dinner tomorrow, today. I told her that this is not the first time she played this on me and she offer me a reply I cannot accept.

Me: "You always give me last minute information."
Her: "You always return home after work right."
Me: "What if I cannot make it? Why must you always tell me things last minute?"
Her: "So coincidental meh? You cannot make it meh?"

My nerve broke and I talked back, "I cannot go other place after work, is it!? My point is, WHY MUST YOU ALWAYS SAY THINGS LAST MINUTE?"

It is not the first time. Previously, I missed Mingli's birthday when I had to work at Terminal 3 till late evening, and my mother called me in the afternoon, telling me that I had to attend Mingli's wedding that night. Then last year, I asked her to gather Aunties and their spouse for a dinner at warehouse during the lunar 7th month. Until the very last day, she had not confirmed the attendees, and when I finally asked on the last day, she said that she told my father. Damn it, am I speaking Esperanto that no one can understand. Or am I such an insignificant speaker?