Generally speaking, was it always a man's fault that a marriage failed?
Obviously, the answer is no. But it seem to be that way, especially if you gather the complaints from each gender and realized women has broader complaints compared to men (ie: naggy, lack of sex, rarely dressed up).
Even so, i think we, as the female gender played a huge part too.
How many times have we gone through a relationship, seeing a certain huge flaw in our guys, hoping one day he might change that or thinking we could live with it, but realized later on that we can't?
What brought on this thought was that i encountered this situation a couple days ago, where my sister was experiencing gastric pain where she could barely stand up and her boyfriend refused to clean the dishes after they have eaten.
But first, let me explain. In my household, we are used to cleaning our own dishes after eating, it's only when one of us is still at the sink and the others finished their meals, would that one person do the dishes for them too.
On that day, i had long finished my own dishes while the both of them were just starting to eat because they came back late for dinner. After my sister and her boyfriend finished their meals, she had a bad gastric pain and could barely stand up straight, while i was doing my work on the computer. She wanted me to help her out, and i jokingly commented that her boyfriend should do it and it would be a historic moment since i have never seen him do any dishes from his frequent visits to our house for dinner. But what i got from his boyfriend was hesitation and then he said, "I never even do my own dishes at my own home.".
And without a word, my sister went to the kitchen and did the dishes alone, while her boyfriend sat at a stool near her and using his Iphone.
Honestly, i was shocked and like a goldfish, watched with my mouth opened and wondered why my sister didn't see that big red alert.
So it got me wondering for days. Is it always the men's fault when a relationship breaks down?
Women has this tendency to tolerate most of the tiny flaws and hoping it would change after marriage. When we feel it is a 100% commitment after that, and through that, we expected them to magically enlighten overnight. Which means, we expect our men to help out with the chores, the babysitting, the responsibilities, no questions asked nor us requesting for it.
But what i feel is that, a flaw is a deeply embedded habit. Something we picked up from young. It might be the habit of not lifting a finger at home, or a wandering eye towards the opposite sex, or out with the buddies every off day (among others)
Chances are, if you tolerated all that during your dating days, do not expect it to go away magically after marriage.
It's like, you knew i was like this when we started dating, and you didn't say a word about it, so why would you want to change me now after marriage?
Likewise for a guy, if you tolerated all the nonsense your girlfriend did while dating, whether the pettiness, the jealousy, or even physical abuse, do not expect it to go away after marriage.
For my sister's situation, what i feel is that doing dishes is the basic of the basics when it comes to household chores. If her boyfriend was unable to do it when she was unwell, then honestly, it would be harder for him to do tougher tasks like vacuuming, laundry or even groceries.
And that is how guys, you get a nagging, unhappy wife after a couple years of marriage. And most likely, the resentment is why a woman stopped wanting sex.
A male and a female has very different expectation when it comes to marriage.
Female expected their husbands to be more homely and share the responsibilities. (etc)
While the male expected their wives to be supportive and always ready for sex (etc too).
And both of which is unspoken. But how many people honestly understood that?
Why would people expect things to change when they didn't voice out? A marriage cert is not a list that detailed all the rules and expectations for a couple to do after marriage. What's the point in tolerating things when the other party doesn't even know that you were tolerating it?
If you see a flaw that you dislike, talk to them about it (with as much tact and understanding as possible). Don't wait until after engagement or after marriage to bring it up.
It would be too late by then, it would only bring out unnecessary resentment or the horrible thought that you are not in love him/her anymore when it was most likely not that way.
Monday, 28 July 2014
Sunday, 6 July 2014
Body VS Possession
In an increasing materialistic world, we sometimes find ourselves deciding in a split second to protect ourselves or our possession.
Like for my friend's (T) situation today, he was having coffee with his pals. His friend X accidentally knocked over a cup of hot coffee, it was splashed all over the table (where all their smartphones and wallets were) and onto X's chest.
Their instinct?
Laugh and took their possession away from the table before passing a pack of tissue to X.
When T told me his story, it brought up a lot of thoughts for me.
In a world where people are increasingly losing their animal instincts to protect themselves, how does possession come into play? And what about the caste system? The different levels of poor people to the rich people?
I think it has a lot to do with how you value yourself vs how you value your possession.
There were cases of people in other countries, like let's say China. A teenager sold his kidney for the latest Iphone. To him, the iphone is worth more than his own body. Whereas a rich person would never do that, but he might risked his life running into a burning house to save his hundreds of millions worth of art pieces.
- A homeless man might choose a loaf of bread over himself.
- A poor person might ignore the bread but choose a bicycle (only mode of transport to work) over himself.
- A middle income might ignore a bicycle but choose his smartphone, branded wallet or even a newly bought Rolex watching over himself.
- A high income might ignore all the above, but choose his job or rare collection over himself.
When it comes down to that, would i choose to pick myself over other stuffs or even other living beings when i am forced to decide one during that split second instinct? Or would i choose to protect my possession?
To me, every single life is priceless. No matter how poor or how rich you are. Even if it's an animal.
Material goods can always be purchase again. True, we might not get the exact same piece again. But it all boils down to the need to have other admire us, envious about us, or even want to be like us.
But why the need to protect our possession over ourselves? Us, the one thing that money can never be able to buy if lost. No matter how poor or how rich we are, we should never value ourselves or other living things as lesser than objects.
Like for my friend's (T) situation today, he was having coffee with his pals. His friend X accidentally knocked over a cup of hot coffee, it was splashed all over the table (where all their smartphones and wallets were) and onto X's chest.
Their instinct?
Laugh and took their possession away from the table before passing a pack of tissue to X.
When T told me his story, it brought up a lot of thoughts for me.
In a world where people are increasingly losing their animal instincts to protect themselves, how does possession come into play? And what about the caste system? The different levels of poor people to the rich people?
I think it has a lot to do with how you value yourself vs how you value your possession.
There were cases of people in other countries, like let's say China. A teenager sold his kidney for the latest Iphone. To him, the iphone is worth more than his own body. Whereas a rich person would never do that, but he might risked his life running into a burning house to save his hundreds of millions worth of art pieces.
- A homeless man might choose a loaf of bread over himself.
- A poor person might ignore the bread but choose a bicycle (only mode of transport to work) over himself.
- A middle income might ignore a bicycle but choose his smartphone, branded wallet or even a newly bought Rolex watching over himself.
- A high income might ignore all the above, but choose his job or rare collection over himself.
When it comes down to that, would i choose to pick myself over other stuffs or even other living beings when i am forced to decide one during that split second instinct? Or would i choose to protect my possession?
To me, every single life is priceless. No matter how poor or how rich you are. Even if it's an animal.
Material goods can always be purchase again. True, we might not get the exact same piece again. But it all boils down to the need to have other admire us, envious about us, or even want to be like us.
But why the need to protect our possession over ourselves? Us, the one thing that money can never be able to buy if lost. No matter how poor or how rich we are, we should never value ourselves or other living things as lesser than objects.
Sunday, 9 June 2013
In love with this eyeliner!
Totally loving this Sephora waterproof eyeliner that i purchased the other day.
Easy to apply and the effect is simply gorgeous. lol.
Here's how it looked on me after 8 hrs outdoors.
Thursday, 16 May 2013
Thursday, 18 April 2013
Candy Crush lv 285 tips
For those like me, who are frustrated with lv 285 while playing it on mobile, should try using the computer to log into facebook and play Candy Crush from there.
At least, just for lv 285.
It is a round of the clearing of jelly.
For mobile:
The 3 multi-layered bricks at the bottom has another 2 layer of jelly each that need to be cleared too.
Sound easy enough, but trust me it's not.
Even if you played it for 1000 times, it still seem exactly like the first time on it..
There's no feeling of progression at all, as compared to other tough levels, like lv 65.
(Where even though it was tough, you became more and more better and nearer to clearing it)
For Computer log in:
The 3 bricks don't have jelly in them, so it's a breeze. Cleared the level on my very first try.
Another difference between the two, is that the fishes using computer will help to attack the bricks too, whilst the mobile version does not.
(But remember, fishes attack jelly as a main priority, try to use them when you have low/zero jelly left.)
Sunday, 5 August 2012
How to solve "Unable to connect to certain websites"
After facing this problem for weeks, trying to find a way to solve it by searching the internet for help, which took me hours at times before i gave up for the day, I finally found the one that helped me.
All my browsers.. Firefox, internet explorer and Chrome failed to connect to certain websites after my computer deleted files and folders on its own a few weeks ago.
Anyway, try this method.
In Firefox you get “Firefox can’t establish a connection to the server at website” or in Internet Explorer you get “Page cannot be displayed” error.
This article assumes you have troubleshot the basics such as the URL is typed correctly, cache files have been cleared and you have a working internet connection.
1. Flush the DNS Cache.
In some cases, flushing the DNS cache may help.
You can flush the DNS by holding down the Windows key on your keyboard and pressing R to bring up the Run box.
Then type ipconfig /flushdns and press Enter.
2. Spyware may have modified your HOSTS file.
To check it, go to Start > Run:
Windows 7, Vista, XP and Windows 2000 users type:
C:\windows\system32\drivers\etc
Windows 98 and Windows ME users type:
%WINDIR%
Open the file called HOSTS using NOTEPAD or WORDPAD.
Each entry will look something like the following:
0 pagead.googlesyndication.com
0.0.0.0 ad.doubleclick.net
Entries like this will block access to the sites listed. Look for entries like this referring to any web site you may not be able to access and delete them.
Note: For most users this file is blank. Unless you have any type of special configuration for systems on your network, the HOSTS file isn’t normally used. It is most likely safe to remove all entries from this file.
The above was found from the website :
http://www.technipages.com/cannot-connect-to-certain-web-sites.html
I followed the instructions and removed the entries of a couple sites, like support.mozilla.org and I'm able to connect now.
Hope it helps.
All my browsers.. Firefox, internet explorer and Chrome failed to connect to certain websites after my computer deleted files and folders on its own a few weeks ago.
Anyway, try this method.
In Firefox you get “Firefox can’t establish a connection to the server at website” or in Internet Explorer you get “Page cannot be displayed” error.
This article assumes you have troubleshot the basics such as the URL is typed correctly, cache files have been cleared and you have a working internet connection.
1. Flush the DNS Cache.
In some cases, flushing the DNS cache may help.
You can flush the DNS by holding down the Windows key on your keyboard and pressing R to bring up the Run box.
Then type ipconfig /flushdns and press Enter.
2. Spyware may have modified your HOSTS file.
To check it, go to Start > Run:
Windows 7, Vista, XP and Windows 2000 users type:
C:\windows\system32\drivers\etc
Windows 98 and Windows ME users type:
%WINDIR%
Open the file called HOSTS using NOTEPAD or WORDPAD.
Each entry will look something like the following:
0 pagead.googlesyndication.com
0.0.0.0 ad.doubleclick.net
Entries like this will block access to the sites listed. Look for entries like this referring to any web site you may not be able to access and delete them.
Note: For most users this file is blank. Unless you have any type of special configuration for systems on your network, the HOSTS file isn’t normally used. It is most likely safe to remove all entries from this file.
The above was found from the website :
http://www.technipages.com/cannot-connect-to-certain-web-sites.html
I followed the instructions and removed the entries of a couple sites, like support.mozilla.org and I'm able to connect now.
Hope it helps.
Tuesday, 24 July 2012
Miu Miu's gone forever..
Miu Miu was discovered dead by my neighbour's husband yesterday morning, (23rd July at roughly 4-5mths old).. She and her husband came to tell me the news at 8.55am. And even collected the body in a plastic bag for me..
I was in shocked and the first thing i did, was to inform my sisters and phoned YZ, asking him to come over to my place..
Miu Miu was bleeding from the nose and body was stiff and cold..
Due to the shock, i was numb and my mind just shut off.
It's like I'm witnessing everything around me, yet i wasn't living it.
When YZ came over.. I decided to give Miu Miu one last bath.. As he was dirty and had blood over his face.
While bathing him, YZ and I inspected him for a rough assessment of the cause of death..
After washing the blood off, we found no injuries other than the blood from his nose.
We dried him off using his bathing towel and hair dryer, wrapped him up by putting him inside the T-shirt that MY gave him for sleeping, and his favorite mini towel that my mum gave him was folded and put placed in-between his front legs for him to hug.
And finally placed him in the cupboard tray that he used to sleep on.
Then we took turns stroking his head and paw one last time before covering him up with the sleeve of the T-shirt.
It was so heartbreaking seeing him so lifeless..
He was so full of life, unafraid of strangers. Always chasing after them, trying to make them play with him by grabbing their legs.
Sitting next to the flower pots outside, where i could see him through the gaps, or trying his best to climb the tree (always failed, he was just too young. Thought i would one day have the chance to see him succeed..) staying his ground while the 2 dogs walked by a maid every morning barked at him.
Running back up the steps to my door when I went out to put down his food dish while purring at me.
The very last time i seen him alive at slightly over 10pm was while he slept in his usual spot after i finished my walk with YZ and my dog. YZ told me the next day that when he left while i was bathing the dog, Miu Miu woke up and followed him out grabbed his legs. So he stopped a while to play with him. YZ left right after Miu Miu ran to the Malay couple near the walkway bench, where they always fed him can food and played with him till late.
Neighbour told me when she returned from the hospital at midnight, Miu Miu was playing with a guy outside my apartment. By morning, her husband discovered his body by a lamp-post of the park walkway at our block. Which was only about 30metres or so away.
Nothing could described how i felt that day. Tried to hide my emotions by talking non-related stuffs with YZ, or my niece. It helped that i was numb from shock too.
When YZ left my home for a while, i tried to get some sleep. But i couldn't even though i was really tired from the housework and not sleeping the whole night. It was in the privacy and comfort of my own room that i cried.. Cried so badly that i couldn't breathe.
All the past memories of Miu Miu short stay with us (few days short of 2 months) came rushing back then.
Him staying in wait of the birds on the field by hiding behind the bushes.
Rushing back home whenever someone opened the door.
Disgusted us by bringing back cockroaches and playing them to death.
Sleeping on my mum's flower pots.
Pawing at the plants.
Trying to sneak into the house.
Trying to play with my dog by clawing at his nose or butt. (dog once snapped back at Miu Miu for doing that all the time).
Sneaking in successfully and sit right next to my dog, scaring me to death. (was unsure of my dog's reaction of a cat, Bom Bom couldn't be bothered though haha)
The way the back of his body looked when he was eating. (He hates it if you tried to move his food bowl away.)
Sleeping with 4 paws up in the air. (That's the way he slept the last time i saw him alive..)
Always brave and fearless, friendly and playful, innocent yet cautious at times.
Full of energy and love to explore the area around my house.
Ah boy rushed back home right after school when he saw my text to him.. He asked his teacher for permission to skip his CCA and rescheduled it for Wednesday instead.
He was so angry when he came back, wanting to seek revenge, thinking someone killed him by beating it to death.
He only calmed down significantly when i told him me and YZ didn't found a single injury on him other than the bleeding nose.
After an hour or so at 3pm, he decided to see Miu Miu's body. Came into the room with an emotionless expression.. answered in one syllable when i asked if he was alright, why he wanted to sleep so early etc..
He covered his eyes with his blanket and pretended to sleep.
I found something was wrong, and took a peek. Found his lips trembling and opening at times trying not to cry out loud.. So i patted him on the head and his arm.. Told him it was ok to cry out..
That's when he started doing so..
Consoled him by stating the facts that he loved Miu Miu the most. Miu Miu would be happy to have an owner like him.
An owner who went out looking for him when he missed his meals or failed to come back after we called out to him.
An owner who printed poster when Miu Miu went missing for 10 days, and personally pasted the posters at all the nearby blocks of flats.
An owner who went out around the neighbourhood searching for him everyday.
True, ah boy enjoyed the computer more than anything else.
But he made it a point to play with Miu Miu outdoors (if miu miu wasn't already out playing alone) for quite some time when he remembered to.
After all that i said, i left him alone in the room to cry in his privacy while i went to the living room to recompose myself as I'm about to cry too.
He remained quiet for the rest of the day. Was angry at times when my family choose to remember Miu Miu by making jokes and to lighten the mood.
So, after discussing with Ting over the phone, we decided to cremate him, and asked my mum for permission to keep the urn inside our house. (Miu Miu has tried to sneak in so many times during his short stay here outside our doorstep. Thought it should be time for him to officially became part of our family by bringing him in.) It's sad that during his life, we couldn't keep him, but could only feed him and make sure he has a place to sleep right by the door up the steps.
Ting called a couple crematorium for animals and found one that was within our budget and able to come and collect Miu Miu from us. Wanted to choose the 2nd option to bring Miu Miu down ourselves and to collect him back right after cremated, even my nephew too.. But price was out of our budget..
The service guy came to collect from us, i was too wiped out by then, which was around 9pm, and i couldn't face saying goodbye to Miu Miu while he would be brought away once we bade farewell. So i hid in my room, trying to go back to sleep and wake up in another reality. One that everyone is alive and well.
Gave up trying after awhile and went out of my room after Miu Miu was gone..
As usual, hid my emotions and asked Mum, YZ and Ting about what was being said while the guy was here.
Was unable to eat, but forced myself to take some food.
Everyone was sad, but talked about the fond memories of Miu Miu in a cheerful manner.
From time to time, someone went silent while we remember some particular scene.. Or when we tried to question why he could be gone just like that.
It was just too sudden.
I hate to think that Miu Miu died alone.. Whether he had an instant death or a long painful death..
He was so healthy, that all of us can't help but think someone must have kicked him in the head or something that resulted in the blood from his nose.
I hate that while Miu Miu was lying metres away from me, i was at home doing my housework, my job project and a little bit of D3.
I am always the only person up at night till morning.. I could have been there for him..
I could only wish that he would know that he didn't die totally alone.. I was wondering and looking out the door and window so many times throughout the night thinking where he could have wandered to, would he come back dirty, sandy, tired but very eager for some food and drink again too like the previous morning at 7am.
And i wish he know that we had him back home.. lifeless.. but still back home... he wasn't treated like some dead stray and dumped at a rubbish chute by the morning cleaners.. (Usually they started cleaning at 5am.. It's a miracle they failed to see Miu Miu's body and was discovered by my neighbour's husband instead and thus was brought back to us)
And also wish he know we are doing all the steps to have him at home permanently.. something that he wanted for a long time..
I miss him so much.. so much that it hurts..
I'm glad that I have finally hugged him and put him in my arms, even though he played with cockroaches all the time (has a bad phobia of cockroaches, could smell them a mile away) while stroking his fur last week.
Although it was a short time, i hoped he know how much we all love him..
Dedicating this song by Avril Lavigne to Miu Miu : "Slipped Away"
Nana, nanana, nana
I miss you, miss you so bad
I don't forget you, oh it's so sad
I hope you can hear me, I remember it clearly
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Nana, nanana, nana
I didn't get around to kiss you, goodbye on the hand
I wish that I could see you again, I know that I can't
I hope you can hear me, 'cause I remember it clearly
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
I've had my wake up, won't you wake up
I keep asking why?
And I can't take it it wasn't fake it
It happened you passed by
Now you're gone, now you're gone
There you go, there you go
Somewhere I can't bring you back
Now you're gone, now you're gone
There you go, there you go
Somehow you're not coming back
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Nana, nanana, nana
I miss you
I was in shocked and the first thing i did, was to inform my sisters and phoned YZ, asking him to come over to my place..
Miu Miu was bleeding from the nose and body was stiff and cold..
Due to the shock, i was numb and my mind just shut off.
It's like I'm witnessing everything around me, yet i wasn't living it.
When YZ came over.. I decided to give Miu Miu one last bath.. As he was dirty and had blood over his face.
While bathing him, YZ and I inspected him for a rough assessment of the cause of death..
After washing the blood off, we found no injuries other than the blood from his nose.
We dried him off using his bathing towel and hair dryer, wrapped him up by putting him inside the T-shirt that MY gave him for sleeping, and his favorite mini towel that my mum gave him was folded and put placed in-between his front legs for him to hug.
And finally placed him in the cupboard tray that he used to sleep on.
Then we took turns stroking his head and paw one last time before covering him up with the sleeve of the T-shirt.
It was so heartbreaking seeing him so lifeless..
He was so full of life, unafraid of strangers. Always chasing after them, trying to make them play with him by grabbing their legs.
Sitting next to the flower pots outside, where i could see him through the gaps, or trying his best to climb the tree (always failed, he was just too young. Thought i would one day have the chance to see him succeed..) staying his ground while the 2 dogs walked by a maid every morning barked at him.
Running back up the steps to my door when I went out to put down his food dish while purring at me.
The very last time i seen him alive at slightly over 10pm was while he slept in his usual spot after i finished my walk with YZ and my dog. YZ told me the next day that when he left while i was bathing the dog, Miu Miu woke up and followed him out grabbed his legs. So he stopped a while to play with him. YZ left right after Miu Miu ran to the Malay couple near the walkway bench, where they always fed him can food and played with him till late.
Neighbour told me when she returned from the hospital at midnight, Miu Miu was playing with a guy outside my apartment. By morning, her husband discovered his body by a lamp-post of the park walkway at our block. Which was only about 30metres or so away.
Nothing could described how i felt that day. Tried to hide my emotions by talking non-related stuffs with YZ, or my niece. It helped that i was numb from shock too.
When YZ left my home for a while, i tried to get some sleep. But i couldn't even though i was really tired from the housework and not sleeping the whole night. It was in the privacy and comfort of my own room that i cried.. Cried so badly that i couldn't breathe.
All the past memories of Miu Miu short stay with us (few days short of 2 months) came rushing back then.
Him staying in wait of the birds on the field by hiding behind the bushes.
Rushing back home whenever someone opened the door.
Disgusted us by bringing back cockroaches and playing them to death.
Sleeping on my mum's flower pots.
Pawing at the plants.
Trying to sneak into the house.
Trying to play with my dog by clawing at his nose or butt. (dog once snapped back at Miu Miu for doing that all the time).
Sneaking in successfully and sit right next to my dog, scaring me to death. (was unsure of my dog's reaction of a cat, Bom Bom couldn't be bothered though haha)
The way the back of his body looked when he was eating. (He hates it if you tried to move his food bowl away.)
Sleeping with 4 paws up in the air. (That's the way he slept the last time i saw him alive..)
Always brave and fearless, friendly and playful, innocent yet cautious at times.
Full of energy and love to explore the area around my house.
Ah boy rushed back home right after school when he saw my text to him.. He asked his teacher for permission to skip his CCA and rescheduled it for Wednesday instead.
He was so angry when he came back, wanting to seek revenge, thinking someone killed him by beating it to death.
He only calmed down significantly when i told him me and YZ didn't found a single injury on him other than the bleeding nose.
After an hour or so at 3pm, he decided to see Miu Miu's body. Came into the room with an emotionless expression.. answered in one syllable when i asked if he was alright, why he wanted to sleep so early etc..
He covered his eyes with his blanket and pretended to sleep.
I found something was wrong, and took a peek. Found his lips trembling and opening at times trying not to cry out loud.. So i patted him on the head and his arm.. Told him it was ok to cry out..
That's when he started doing so..
Consoled him by stating the facts that he loved Miu Miu the most. Miu Miu would be happy to have an owner like him.
An owner who went out looking for him when he missed his meals or failed to come back after we called out to him.
An owner who printed poster when Miu Miu went missing for 10 days, and personally pasted the posters at all the nearby blocks of flats.
An owner who went out around the neighbourhood searching for him everyday.
True, ah boy enjoyed the computer more than anything else.
But he made it a point to play with Miu Miu outdoors (if miu miu wasn't already out playing alone) for quite some time when he remembered to.
After all that i said, i left him alone in the room to cry in his privacy while i went to the living room to recompose myself as I'm about to cry too.
He remained quiet for the rest of the day. Was angry at times when my family choose to remember Miu Miu by making jokes and to lighten the mood.
So, after discussing with Ting over the phone, we decided to cremate him, and asked my mum for permission to keep the urn inside our house. (Miu Miu has tried to sneak in so many times during his short stay here outside our doorstep. Thought it should be time for him to officially became part of our family by bringing him in.) It's sad that during his life, we couldn't keep him, but could only feed him and make sure he has a place to sleep right by the door up the steps.
Ting called a couple crematorium for animals and found one that was within our budget and able to come and collect Miu Miu from us. Wanted to choose the 2nd option to bring Miu Miu down ourselves and to collect him back right after cremated, even my nephew too.. But price was out of our budget..
The service guy came to collect from us, i was too wiped out by then, which was around 9pm, and i couldn't face saying goodbye to Miu Miu while he would be brought away once we bade farewell. So i hid in my room, trying to go back to sleep and wake up in another reality. One that everyone is alive and well.
Gave up trying after awhile and went out of my room after Miu Miu was gone..
As usual, hid my emotions and asked Mum, YZ and Ting about what was being said while the guy was here.
Was unable to eat, but forced myself to take some food.
Everyone was sad, but talked about the fond memories of Miu Miu in a cheerful manner.
From time to time, someone went silent while we remember some particular scene.. Or when we tried to question why he could be gone just like that.
It was just too sudden.
I hate to think that Miu Miu died alone.. Whether he had an instant death or a long painful death..
He was so healthy, that all of us can't help but think someone must have kicked him in the head or something that resulted in the blood from his nose.
I hate that while Miu Miu was lying metres away from me, i was at home doing my housework, my job project and a little bit of D3.
I am always the only person up at night till morning.. I could have been there for him..
I could only wish that he would know that he didn't die totally alone.. I was wondering and looking out the door and window so many times throughout the night thinking where he could have wandered to, would he come back dirty, sandy, tired but very eager for some food and drink again too like the previous morning at 7am.
And i wish he know that we had him back home.. lifeless.. but still back home... he wasn't treated like some dead stray and dumped at a rubbish chute by the morning cleaners.. (Usually they started cleaning at 5am.. It's a miracle they failed to see Miu Miu's body and was discovered by my neighbour's husband instead and thus was brought back to us)
And also wish he know we are doing all the steps to have him at home permanently.. something that he wanted for a long time..
I miss him so much.. so much that it hurts..
I'm glad that I have finally hugged him and put him in my arms, even though he played with cockroaches all the time (has a bad phobia of cockroaches, could smell them a mile away) while stroking his fur last week.
Although it was a short time, i hoped he know how much we all love him..
Dedicating this song by Avril Lavigne to Miu Miu : "Slipped Away"
Nana, nanana, nana
I miss you, miss you so bad
I don't forget you, oh it's so sad
I hope you can hear me, I remember it clearly
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Nana, nanana, nana
I didn't get around to kiss you, goodbye on the hand
I wish that I could see you again, I know that I can't
I hope you can hear me, 'cause I remember it clearly
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
I've had my wake up, won't you wake up
I keep asking why?
And I can't take it it wasn't fake it
It happened you passed by
Now you're gone, now you're gone
There you go, there you go
Somewhere I can't bring you back
Now you're gone, now you're gone
There you go, there you go
Somehow you're not coming back
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Nana, nanana, nana
I miss you
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