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Friday, 29 August 2008
Thursday, 28 August 2008
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No hopes, no dreams.
Mr Cecil Running Bear says with dreams, comes hope. And it's hope which gives u strength to face the obstacles in life. Without dreams, there will be no hope. Without hope, people start to die.
I used to have all sorts of dreams too. When I was young and innocent and ignorant to the real problems in the real world. I dream of becoming somebody, doing something I like everyday. Dreaming of a happy surrounding, dreaming of happiness. But after what I heard running bear said, only i started to realize, I have no dreams anymore lately. And, maybe it's the psychological effect, but I started to feel like I'm dying inside too.
The dream of wanting to be somebody, to do the things I wanted to do, was not encouraged. After entering uni, I did not give it much more thought. "No need to think about the things that cannot be achieved anymore," I thought.
The dream of happiness is becoming more and more evident lately that it is not going to happen.
When I looked into myself, after knowing that the only 2 dreams I ever had is not coming true, I cannot find anything else. I have no more dreams.
Wednesday, 27 August 2008
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Looking for a puppy
Disclaimer: This post is created out of boredom of the holidays.
I have this cute puppy, and he is only 2 months. Of all people, it is meant for my little brother. Which means he does not feed it, does not bath it, does not walk it, does not train it, does not clean after it, does not bring it to the vet when it's sick. He only names it and claims that it's his when his friends (or anybody else) comes over.
He gave the weirdest, the stupidest names ever! There was magic (well, that's still OK actually, compared to the others) mermaid, celebi and other pokemon names. He named this one Groudon. *speechless* I brought it to the vet the other day when he was sick, and the doctor assistant (DA) asked me "so what's his name?"
"er... *embarrassed* Groudon."
DA: *confused* "What?"
"Groudon."
DA: " *smirks* Round-ton huh? How do u spell it?"
See? Get my point? AND note that I'm the one who brought him to the vet.
Groudon is a very well behaved puppy. All along from my house to the vet's, he was very quite (maybe he is just sick, or maybe he is just shy because of the new environment.) and when he was injected, he did not even yelp or cry out. I am so proud of him! All the other owners are complimenting my puppy and patting him, or giving him extra attention.
I've started to grow on him though, this holiday. But I do regret the lack of time for me to be with him, since my little brother doesn't fulfils his job as an owner and my parents are simply too busy for him. If I could have it my way, I would have bring him back and forth every weekend, seeing him so well behaved and all. But the house in SP does not have enough space for him to run free and I don't think my housemates will enjoy their sandals being chewed to bits. So, in the end, I manage to pester my mom into getting another puppy to accompany him.
AND that is why, finally coming to the purpose of why I put up this blog after so much story telling, I need a puppy. If there's anyone out there living in Alor Star and have a male puppy, please do leave a comment.
Thanks so much. I can promise ur puppy will be well taken care of. -
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