I already had a bad feeling all day long but I just couldn't figure out what it was. Just as I got home and settled down, the thought of cleaning your tank came to mind as it due for a change of bedding. Little did I expect to find you there lying on your back like you aways do without any heartbeat. For all those times I was fooled, I thot it was another joke. Still, there was no movement. I've got my answer now.
I'm sorry for I lack the care that I should provide. Should have given you more attention but its too late for regrets now. I'm sorry you were sickly but I did nothing at all. Then again, it is a blessing that you're gone and there will no longer be any suferring on your part.
Will definitely remember how I got you from a pet shop all the way in Yishun. How my family members loved and adored you. How I held you in my hands with your biting tendencies. How we cared for you when you had that eye infection. Tho I might have named you Flaky who bites the feeding hand, you will remain in my heart.
what a pleasant surprise. looks like poop's gonna come back to blog. hopefully..
the link to her online photo album brought back all the memories we had back in school then. how nice was it to have glut outings every now and then. not to forget, the chalet too. how fun. how i wish i could just remain as a jc student and all i have to care for was exams and play.
it's all a matter of time that we have to grow up..
OMG! I have never been so involved in a soccer match before! Yeah! Thanks to Gerard Song.. Well, I am will not ever be converted into a soccer fan but I will only watch soccer in these circumstances: - 1. Especially when it's a big match - the exitement paramounts towards the end of the game. 2. To watch cute footballers like KAKA!!
On another note, the journey to Penny Black to catch the FA Cup Finals was rather eventful. I thot I was seeing things.. It was damn hilarious when this Cheena (who totally cannot make it) with her iPod stuck in her ears started dancing in the train. YES! DANCING IN THE MRT! No, she wasn't just tapping her feet nor nodding her head BUT dancing vigourously. Could you imagine? Aside to that, she was totally oblivious to her surroundings! She must have been totally immersed in her movements or she's prolly another nutcase.
Anyways, the match was fun. Feeling nervous not because I was supporting either teams, rather I don't want to have a long ride home. Well, you know how soccer can really affect men emotionally. Managed to grab a few balloons. Heh. Reminiscence of my childhood. See..
On Friday night itself, glad that Crab, Mandy and myself managed to meet at our usual hangout for dinner. Joy should be elated to hear that. Dinner at Essential Brew was nice. Very laid back ambience and unique food too.. (Gluts: Read the Glut blog!!)
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It is not time or opportunity that isto determine intimacy;-- it is disposition alone. Seven years wouldbe insufficient to make some people acquainted with each other, and seven days are more than enough for others. *FaeryVixen*
