May I Go Now?

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Here's to share with you a poem written by Susan A. Jackson, obviously from the point of view of a dog. Chubby wouldn't stop whining although he slept well last night. He was eating lesser too, though there were days he wouldn't touch the food at all so it's not that bad.

You know they always say you will know when it's time to put your dog to sleep but I think that's utter rubbish. I think you never know, and even if you subconsciously do know, you don't want to!

I don't know why but starting from last night, he just couldn't move his hind legs much. He would rather sit there and growl with impatience for me to carry him about, to his food bowl, to his toilet (which is the tyres of my dad's car), and then to my bedroom where he cuddles right beside my leg to sleep.

There was a period he was also like that, but vitamins for Senior Dogs solved the problem. At least temporarily.

I've doubled the dosage this morning and I'm hoping to see the results anytime right now since it should have been digested and absorbed by his body but he's still sleeping on my bed right now right behind me.

Have I mentioned that Fel's dog, Magic, just passed away? Yup. He did so, at home. She seemed rather calm about it though I haven't spoke to her about it. We chatted over MSN which is a good thing because when you are sad and crying you cannot talk properly.

I don't know but this incident brought me crashing down to reality as if I was on the Qantas plane except that mine crashed down to Earth instead of just nose-diving from air turbulence. Yup, crashed straight into the mortality and fragility of life.

They say human lives are longer because we need a longer time to learn how to live and love. Dogs' lives are much shorter because they have already learnt to do so in the time that they are here.

I can tell you now without a doubt that when the time comes, I'd cry my eyeballs out.

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May I go now, don't you think the time is right?

May I say goodbye to pain-filled days and endless lonely night?

I've lived my life and done my best an example tried to be,

So can I take that step beyond and set my spirit free?

I didn't want to go at first, I fought with all my might!

But something seems to draw me now to a warm and loving light.

I want to go I really do! It's difficult to stay.

But I will try as best I can to live just one more day.

To give you time to care for me and share your love and fears

I know you're sad and are afraid because I see your tears.

I'll not be far, I promise that, and hope you'll always know

That my spirit will be close to you wherever you may go

Thank you so for loving me. You know I loved you too.

That's why it's hard to say good bye and end this life with you.

So hold me now, just one more time and let me hear you say

because you care so much for me

You'll let me go today.

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 12:10 pm

References to my weight

Saturday, October 18, 2008

I'd be a little honest here and admit that these past few years, or specifically over the past 6 years, my weight has fluctuated between 45 - 52kg.

Yup, a 7KG back and forth. I was 45 in Secondary, 48 when I was awaiting Olevel results, 52 somewhere between the poly holidays, back to 48 after a period of half-heartedness dieting, 45 when I started Uni... etc etc.. You get the drift.

However, there were a few references (in a way) to my weight these days that I'd like to share with you.

There is this crystal shop I like to go to in Thomson Plaza.

I sometimes buy things from them because they're quite nice (provided the thing I want matches my budget). In terms of the way they store their goods. You can tell they really like crystals from the very intricate way they are displayed. Dust-free too!!!

These are people who really like what they sell, unlike certain shops in Bencoolen that I do not want to mention in great detail.

However, with that shop being as nice and neat as they are, their price matches the condition of their goods as well.

For example you know those natural clear quartz crystals? You can get a huge one at 100 odd dollars from Bencoolen. The downside? Some of the quartz are chipped off.. needless to say due to their careless and rough transportation process.

Not only that, these quartz are usually covered in a huge layer of dust. Sometimes they look more like YELLOW quartz than clear quartz.

But at that Thomson shop, you can find a nice clear white one but you'd have to pay double.

Ok, the thing about that shop was, lo and behold, Des and I passed by one day and we realised that there was this health machine there, whereby after keying in your weight and height, and then holding on to these two bar handles, the machine is able to tell you how healthy you are and the percentage of body fats in you.

Des had this brilliant idea to test it out, and since I was dead bored, I went along with his little crazy idea in return for him going along with my crazy ideas.

Since I remembered my weight and height (he had to go find ANOTHER machine in the shopping complex to measure his weight), I went first and this was my result:



Not bad a result considering I did steer away from my ideal weight of 45kg. At least I was considered standard :P

And then Des came back after finding another machine located nearby that measured his weight for him.

He hurriedly keyed in his details, held on to the bars and soon the receipt-printing sound came on.

And he received the most blunt answer that addressed his body fats issue:

Believe me when I say upon reading his result while both of us stood right outside the shop, I laughed like a lunatic such that everyone turned around to look at us.












What blunt 4 words: YOU ARE VERY FAT. In caps too! For those whose Mother Tongue suck (like Ling, haha!), the above mandarin words wrote: Ni Ying Gai Jian Fei Le Wor! It's time to start to diet!

Can you believed he actually paid $1 for a machine to tell him that!!?

Anyway, having my ego stroked by the compliment that I had an ideal height/weight range, I was further lifted on my self-built pedastal when I saw that UWA sent me a letter and called me... get this... Slim.

HAHAHAHHA... Don't believe it? There you go!!





LOL!!!!

This, despite me yesterday having a really guilty meal at this new (in my opinion) place called Shokudo located at the basement of Raffles City. A Japanese place where you buy food Marche-style.







Now I hate Marche (don't know why). But Shokudo rocks.

In fact the last time I been to Marche was... like... way before I was 20 years old!

Somehow Jo, Charlie and I ended up in Jeryd's car, going to nowhere in particular.

Till we saw this:



One look and you can tell it was Mr. Potato dressed up as Optimus Prime!! COOL SH*T! Except he was supposedly called Opti-Mash Prime.

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 1:25 pm

Chubby's new hair

Saturday, October 11, 2008

I sent Chubby for grooming. Again.

Probably for more than a 100x already.

He's back looking happy and good. Decked out in his old yet comfortable blue Polo Tee.

I'm a bit ga-bla-fied by the stock market crashing (again).

What's wrong with the world?

I mean, usually humans invent things for certain purposes, basically, to serve us humans.

Like, cars, for example. They help us get from Point A to Point B.

Stock Market, for example, helps us to earn more money. Balance the world economy. In some way or another.

Then it had to crash. It JUST HAD to crash.

What's the reason behind it?

I mean, let's reverse the times back to when there was Adam & Eve... heck... maybe we can forward it abit more to the times of Robin Hood, or what about the Tang Dynasty era?

The stock market didn't exist back then, and there weren't so much complications.

But I guess just like cars that gets you to where you want, yet creates pollution for the world, the stock market earns alot of money for you, yet can make you a bankrupt overnight.

That aside, I have another deep question.

If the stock market crashed, and investors lose their hard-earned money.... where then, did ALL THE MONEY GO?

This is something that stumps me. It's like a problem that humans created ourselves to get ourselves into trouble.

And then there's all this old folks who invested their lifesavings and CPF into it and are now penniless.

It's really sad.

And then there's me, a fresh graduate who probably will encounter problems when I'm looking for a perm job later on, which is like.. SOON.

All this, add on to that recent China milk scare thing. I'm drinking milk as usual. Heck. Can't be bothered.

Just yesterday I went to TCC. Hey, come to think of it, it was the first time in my life I actually went to TCC. As with all new places that I go to, I had a long time looking through the menu to find a good and 'safe' drink that I could actually finish, since I was quite full from the previous dinner elsewhere.

The TCC I went to was at Great World. Nice ambience. There was even a bunch of kids celebrating birthday for their friend called Apple. I thought it was a really nice name, but needless to say, I don't know how long those friends of hers know her but it was quite obvious they were still making fun of her name. "Apple? I where got call you! I just now say Pear!"

Best of all, the drink I ordered was a nice milky froth I-Don't-Exactly-Remember-What-It-Consists, that is called Peach Me Up.

Cute isn't it?

It was some vanilla milk concoction that had a hint of Raspberry, topped with (my favourite!!) mint leaf. Well I didn't exactly eat the mint leaf. Any of you who had ever kept a mint plant will know that mints aren't exactly meant to be consumed RAW.

Because mint is just what it is. Mint. Period. You see, raw mint has absolutely NO sweetness in it. You would be better off eating raw red chilli because at least it's sweeter than raw mint.

And yes, if you were afraid I launch into a whole story about the history and uses of mint, I already did before in an old blog post so I won't do it again.

(Wait, did I hear you breathe a sigh of relief!?!)

Right now at this very moment, I am supposed to be standing atop Bukiit Timah Hill.

This hiking craze was started off by accident.

Des and I had sent Ivan to Autobacs for servicing and while we were stuck there, we walked over to the petrol station beside it to get some snacks. We discovered a little pathway behind the petrol station and being adventurous (actually we were looking for a proper place to sit down and have snacks), we decided to follow the little pathway.

There were stone benches located along it.

We sat down along one of them and had the nicest food in the world; Black Pepper Chicken pau, and a hot-dog looking Mexican-originated food. Both tasted great, and were washed down with a thirst-quenching and cold packet of Ribena.

Awesome!

I was so damn hungry prior to that so when I finally managed to eat, I was so happy, almost tearing with joy!!! Okay, exaggerating right?

We soon came to a road sign that actually pointed out that there was a World War 2 memorial situated nearby.

Now that got me excited.

I have this THING about old buildings that I like to look at.

It's a feeling of awe that I cannot explain. Old buildings give me a tinge of wonderment and sadness that I cannot put into words. It started off when Mum brought me and Kor Kor to Fort Canning... Eh? Is it call Fort Canning ar?

EH NOOOO... It's call Fort siloso. Where is Fort Canning??..

Aiya, heck. Anyway at Siloso, I found it absolutely cool when Mum explained that these were the very same buildings the soldiers had camped, fought and defended in, alhtough now I learnt that fought wasn't really part of it since the whole Fort was built facing the wrong direction (just so your history suck, the Japanese troop eventually took over Singapore by cycling.. CYCLING, mind you... across the Causeway).

Yes. They entered Singapore from her behind, as Hossan Leong sang in one of his songs. HAHAHAHA... Not that I'm being vulgar or anything.

So yea, another thing about hiking is the many insects and forest critters that you get to see along the way. Des got some crazy idea about being Lucky and the rest to hang at these heavily forested areas so that they can pit their skills against some wild putehs, or rather, not wild, but ESCAPED Putehs that used to belong to other people.

So yea, we didn't see any Putehs though we could hear them very well, but there were some wild looking birds that were bathing in a drain.

You can't tell but this photo was captured when I was quite close to them. Apparently they're quite used to being photographed.

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 10:54 am

Stairway to Heaven

Saturday, October 04, 2008

Looks like it hor? It was a picture I took while climbing up the overhead bridge on the way to work on a VERY HOT FRIDAY. !@#$%...

Over the past couple of days I've been exposed to quite alot of quotes. Here's another one, or rather, vaguely of what I can recall from that quote.

In life, do not lie, steal or cheat.

If you have to lie, lie in the arms of your loved ones.

If you have to steal, steal away from bad company.

If you have to cheat, cheat death.

Sigh... meaningful sh*t, ain't it?

I feel quite stressed whenever I blog because I have a super grumpy Chubby at my feet, a very jumpity Shreky right beside my keyboard (he's excited every morning because he knows it's time to go bath and BOY DOES HE LIKES TO).. as well as if you focus a little behind the bird cage, you will see two pairs of eyes looking intently at me.

No doubt, they belong to Dumb Dumb and Dee Dee.

I would like to state a slight mention here that these two area terror these days. In a pretty bad mood because their teeth are getting far too long. Apparently I've surfed the net and realised that there IS a need to help them trim those teeth down with cuticle cutters before the teeth gets so long it's affecting them eating!!!

I will try to video it down with Des' help and then post it up.

Let me include a little horror story here. This dental procedure is supposed to make use of Clove Oil (just a drop or two) that works like anaesthetic on these little fishies so that they will stay still while you trim their teeth.

Believe me, I am not looking forward to this especially after this lady said she DID NOT KNOW (how can it be!!) that she was supposed to add Clove Oil beforehand as anaesthetic. She just caught the poor bugger out and flipped him over to trim his teeth.

Needless to say her fish struggled like crazy and eventually instead of trimming its teeth she snipped off its entire upper lip instead.

Most amazing part? The fish survived the ordeal. How do I know? Well, she ended her experience summary with: "It never grew back".

I assume the fish made it and lived a long life after that (after going through a PROPER dental procedure equipped with anaesthetic this time round).

Here's another personal update: We bought Crocs. Each.

The yellow crocs that all of you know I have.. is still around, in case you're wondering, although I'm sure none of you wondered or will miss that shoe.

Come to think of it, I bought it in 2005!!!!!! It's been THREE YEARS!! Sure the threads on the undersides are getting abit off already but still when it rains, I'm still not worried about slipping.. yet.

Overall, it has indeed served me well on many occasions such as outings to the beach, to Ubin, and even more recently, that outing to Jurong Bird Park!

Just so you know, it's also my display pic on my Facebook (where I spent like almost 6 hours everyday!). Yup, I'm wearing the damn shoe! Can't you see!?





I must share with you that Des absolutely hated this shoe since forever. He said it was the world's ugliest and he does not understand why someone, or anyone for that matter, would spend at least $50 on a pair.

Well.. you can ask him why now, because he just bought himself a pair of that classic version while I bought a more toned-down pump version. Now he's shut up quite abit though he maintains his stand that "it still is a very ugly shoe".

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 11:14 am

Muthu's Curry

Wednesday, October 01, 2008

My fighting fish died. :(

I came home to find that it probably died earlier in the day because the whole water was blurry and cloudy already.

Fighting fishes are a great joy to have. The problem is that they die so fast, what with a short lifespan of 2 years, most that you buy back from the shop is probably already over a year old.

I hope that being with me had helped extended its life abit more then at the shop.

They placed it in those tiny containers at the shop when I bought it. Those containers where people store peanut butter.

Over here, my tank is the equivilant of a fighting fish bungalow, and it has top grade food to add.

It's weird you know. You see those fish shops selling containers of food meant for fighting fish, but I tell you, due to their life span the fish dies before you even finish 10% of the container.

I'm not sure if it was even 5% was completed!!

I will, might... get another fighting fish though. It's weird that after so many breeding, fighting fishes still can't live longer then they are.

Talking about fish let me relate it to something extremely related yet irrelevant at the same time: Fish Head Curry.

HAHAHA... I was too busy eating to take good photos of our food. It was a damn nice Indian meal we had yesterday at Suntec's Muthu Curry.






Model of the day: Jo, posing with the Muthu's Curry menu. Actually, upon closer inspection, we realised it was the Wine Menu.







I wonder if the death of my darling fighting fish had anything to do with this picture where we made fun of the poor decapitated fish.





Overall the food was amazing. I mean, it was a far cry from what we normally eat, e.g. Korean food.... Japanese food... Western food... Muthu's Curry offered to us a taste of Indian cuisine with the correct (air-conditioned) environment.

I would say it is a must-try at least once in your life, especially so if you are a true-blue Singaporean.

We've all had pratas at the 24 hour Ah Neh store but then freshly made Naan dipped in authentic Indian fish head curry supplied with free-flow of Indian Keropok was heaven!

We had, and ate, and ate, and Charlie even ate like that fella from Kungfu Panda (look, I know it's free flow but no need like that right?).

Yeah, it was that damn good! Check out a random picture of our food:








As such, when it comes to food grading, here is what our representative, Dan Ho, has to say:












Damn Shiok!!






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CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 11:26 am