Friday, August 18, 2006

Bird brained

Spotted today:
people from hall tried staging rescue effort for poor Pussy. She was brought out of the cage and amidst traumatized scratches, was given a dry bath of powder and whatever stuff, probably in an attempt to reduce the stench. Pussy was then put back into the cage. After they left, I then took a look at Pussy, and noticed the potent pieces of shit still lying at the corner of the cage.

No dis-respect to them, but don't they flush the toilet after they wipe shit off their own asses?

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Man and beast

Neighbours and others in hall found stray kitten somewhere. kitten is brought back to be aclimatised into a fellow Hall 1 hostelite, in a cage along the corridor, my corridor, 1 meter away from my door. Kitten shall here-on be referred to as Pussy.

Pussy, as are all young animals, including human babies, is very cute. Pussy gets plenty of visitors in the first week, especially late at night. Pussy sometimes mew non-stop in the afternoon when no one is around.

Pussy should make frens with my roomie's 2 surviving hamsters, who don't discriminate, as I predict that Pussy's popularity and number of visitors will rise and drop exponentially like that of my many newphews and nieces, who were once adorable human babies.

this week, the number of visitors seemed to have dropped. all the previous visitors seemed stunned and amazed that Pussy, however cute and adorable at first, is capable of shitting and smelling like shit, due to Pussy being smeared in shit as the cage is too small and no one wants to take out and play a pussy who smells like shit.

In a year's time, when Pussy gets older and not cute, like how lovely human babies turn into brats, no one will give a damn about visiting Pussy at late nights nor remember how, once upon a time, she was picked up at a park and didn't smell like shit.

Monday, August 07, 2006

Ashamed

First day of the new semester and my final school year.

And I feel ashamed of myself.

This girl stood beside me at the bus-stop. When I first saw her, she had this funnie look on her face.. not a very happy one. Moments later, I saw her clutching at her waist. Catching her breath I thought. Then she leaned against the wall, closing her eyes. That was when I realised that she's actually in pain, like gastric or something.

I debated with myself whether to help her in whatever ways I can; at the very least, words of comfort can do wonders sometimes. The dilemma was shallowly settled by the arrival of my bus. I took another look at her before boarding. I am such a pathetic prick.

Along the short bus ride, I wonder if she's alrite and hope some other nicer being who are not pricks had helped her.

When it was time to alight, I found out that the bell wasn't where it's supposed to be. Looked around, then this other girl on the next seat pressed the bell instead, somewhere on my blind side. 3rd year student acting like a chao freshie.. After I got down, I turned back but she was still on the bus, and it dawned on me that she actually stopped the bus for me and I didn't even acknowledge it nor thank her.

A prick I am, twice over. I feel sad for myself.

Went back to my room and ate a peach.

 

Saturday, August 05, 2006

it is the unpredictables in life that gives life to this world

- john doe. but i'll figure out the meaning later.

Friday, August 04, 2006

AdiZero Mana

I NEED a pair of this:



in green.

went to google for it, but the ALL the websites that mention it are either in jap or taiwanese.. what's wrong with singapore?

Thursday, August 03, 2006

Love is

Love is two people seeking a common space and if they find it, love is forever
- christopher doyle