Withered Lavenders in my Garden...

Currently Listening to: Panis Angelicus by Charlotte Church


I am feeling a certain feeling now.... a feeling I haven't had in a very long time. Something that I have forgotten and something I dread very much to feel. There is no word for it or perhaps I refuse to give it it's name. For naming it would be labelling myself of it's load. Don't you find it somewhat amusing that feelings can differ in so many ways... and that by experiencing it after such a long halt would bring back so many memories and tastes. I guess you can call the joy of reminiscing. But I guess in this case, it seemed much less sweeter.

So yes, I am feeling rather.... well.... *that*...

And I can tell you one thing for sure, the feeling sucks!

I am somewhat perfectly fine and yet I could feel the inside of my chest clogging up like I am about to burst! Either what I'm feeling is really a little screwed up or the expensive (yet bitter tasting) salad I'm trying to "chow" down now is really getting to me.

I feel like sobbing but at the same time am dried up in the eyes. What can I say.... my body has yet to re-stock from the previous teary melt-down.

I keep feeling it! And now... I feel like there's a load of fat clogging in my heart's major artery and pushing me into a cardiac arrest!

Okay... maybe that's a little too much... but I give myself that kind of pictorial impression (when trying to describe it).. :P

And here I am "chowing" down an expensive salad pulak! So much for being healthy and having a heart attack! LOL! Might as well gobble up McD before I "die" instead.

*Yuck! The bitterness of it!* ----> reffering to salad... haaha...
O Bacon, where art thou??? (Jared and Rawlins, I need you!!!)

Okay... a little side track here... let's talk about the salad now... Once upon time.....there was a generous aunt who loves to bestow lovely things to her niece... Lately, she has taken a peculiar act in placing a nice plastic case (with lotsa golden labels on) with fresh and 'pretty' looking vegetables in it. It wasn't something you usually see in the supermarket or market but more like it was from a fancy restaurant where they charge you the price of meat for it... (meaning the money you pay there for the vege can be enough to buy belony or bacon!) Get my point? Basically, she told me it was for me to "moo" (get the cow hint?) down for my health, talk about me dieting? LOL! And it was so pretty and all that whenever I open the refrigerator... I would just take a moment and admire it... :P Weird I know but it's not everyday you get to see such 'lovely' greenary. Anyway, tonight or should I say lately... I've been feeling really... bumpy. So tonight I've decided to chow some of the 'pretty' vege as it's late and I didn't want to over eat over my dinner and supper....LOL! Yes, when I am not in a good mood... I either tend to feast like an animal or squeeze my tummy. So feeling a little guilty that I already had supper... I decided to 'attack' the vege instead and made myself a simple yet 'pretty' looking salad. But then... so much for expensive, it tasted like pure bitterness! *Lesson... outside cantik tak semestinya dalam menarik* But still I finsihed my salad for the sake of it. :S

And maybe an ounce of my current feelings of *that* is minorly contributed by the salad. Either way, I feel like banging my head on the wall.... (random thought).

Currently Listening to: Tell Me On A Sunday by Marti Webb
(I guess this song pretty much sums out now or what is bound to happen...)

God bless people and take care!

Miao me up and Purr me away!

I GOT BULLIED BY A FREAKING-FAT-YET-CUTE-AND-HIGHLY-ADORABLE-PLUS-REGAL-BUSHY-TAILED-PERSIAN-CAT TODAY!!!

I find it to be very interesting but at the same time embarassing and stupid!

The story begins in this evening when I was trying to put my hunny bunnies back into their cages. On alternate days, I would release them unto the porch to exercise and to play around (cant confine them all the time) and by night, I would place them back. When I was getting ready and opening the cages, I noticed a certain dark and interesting shadow on my left (I didnt on the porch light then, I was pretty dark). I looked closer and lo, behold: It was a big dark brown and very fat persian cat laying on the porch's corner with it's yellow collar bell twinkling, eyeing on my babies. Oh yes.... You can practically smell the grim-ness in the dark night.

I grin-ed! The thing is, I love cats, especially big fat ones who happen to be really bushy and being a persian in a double plus! If you guys have not read an old post, I once said I stalked a domestic cat in my neighbouhood and that particular kitty happends to be sitting on me porch this very night.... "bonding" with my babies!

I hope it was not having any ill feelings towards my bunnies, but then again, if it did, it would have attacked long ago. So anyway, it was just starring at them and I too did the same except I was starring at it. My fingers got itchy and I wanted to pet it so badly. I love cats but my mum never did, so hence I never got much exposure to it in my life. I tried approaching it, but it moved a few inches away, indicating I was not a comfort party.

NVM!

I then quietly sat there... the the middle of the porch (the light was on then..) at night and tried to blend in.... I started to talk to my bunnies and petted them all the time while they were running around me. Hoping that I "got into the picture", I started scooting closer to the kitty and behold.... I PETTED IT!!!

And for a moment there I thought I was doing a pretty good job... It was responding and cats after all do love much affection and attention. So as I was happily petting it and thinking "hey, this is good.... my bunnies are such a good liaison...teheee.....", The kitty suddenly turn its head and.......

BIT MY HAND!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ouch!!!

The up-side of it was it didn't hurt much but it left a red long scar on my wrist!

-_-"

I was a little pissed off and wanted to hector the bl**dy cat!

Internal thought then: ?*&^%$#@!?*&^%$#@!

Internal thought then 2: You come to my house un-invited, got rude and bit me when I tried to be nice to you???!!!!

Internal thought then 3: If you didn't like it then just walk away!

And then... after bitting me... the kitty made no intention of moving... it expected me to scoot off.....

I was like: "What the....!!!"

Act bossy some more....!!

But then again cats are arrogant, it's what gives them "grace" and pride.

But screw it for a moment... I was ricked off....it BIT ME! And I think I didn't do anything wrong and as a matter of fact, I treated it nice, I adored it!

Anyway... here comes the stupid part of me. Instead of shoo-ing it away or be mean, I succumbed to its "royal-ness" and blah away to my bunnies. My mum said I should just halau it and worse, use the broom.... cause it was not my fault and I have a right to do so... it masuk rumah orang some gigit orang wo....

Anyway, I took my bunnies back into their cages and guess what.... ??

Mr.Cool the Fatty Pump (my nickname to him) started to walk and take a "stroll" on my porch like he owned it! Most cats would usually run or scoot when people come to view (in my neighbourhood that is) but it totally ignored me! Okay, I admit... I LOST the battle in the beginning... I should have shoo-ed it when it bit me but I retreated. I guess I was too engrossed in having to come into contact or proximity with such a lovely cat (my dream cat!) that all I did then was just admire it despite my anger and pain. Bodoh I know (it was just very cute la).

So then after stroutching it's way around my porch, it settle underneath the porch's wooden stool, once again staring at my bunnies (in the cage). I gave it a minute or two before sprinkling drops of water on it which totally set it out in a bounce and leaped away.

And then I told me mum the whole story in which she concluded that I was "BODOH" for letting it "climb all over me". She said she would have halau-ed it with the broom...

Yup, I felt a little dumb la..... Should have bagi it some colour...ahem... if you know what I mean.

But anyway, it was a "fun" experience... Adoring beautiful cats certainly have beautiful prices to pay ey... Hahaha....

What a night....

Despite tonight, I still love cats, let's hope I don't get bitten again... :(

I'm the bunny on the moon!

YOU'RE AN IDIOT!!!

When you choose a liability over an asset, you're an idiot.

When you expect something out of liability, you're an idiot.

When you wait on a liability, you're an idiot.

When you believe in a liability, you're an idiot.

When you trust a liability, you're an idiot.

When you invest in a liability, you're an idiot.

When you defend a liability, you're an idiot.

When you care for a liability, you're an idiot.

When you make a liability matter, you're an idiot.

When you love a liability, you're an idiot.

When you're sitting here, in your baby tee and shorts along with your old worn out comfy cardigan and drop down gangling hair at 3am, blogging out of idiocrisy, you know that you're a big time idiot!

It's random, it's idiotic and it's just me now... but it's ok, cause I'm an idiot!

And so are all you people! You're a whole bunch of idiots!!! Yup, you heard me, IDIOTS!

IDIOTS!!!