7 months

It's been seven months since Colin and I got together. Time does fly (yeah I do say that every anniversary hahaha)

You know what I love best about our relationship?

That I get to all these with him:

- live

- eat

- sleep

- watch tv/movies

- cook

- snore

- burp/fart (me/him)

- wake up

That I DON'T HAVE to do :

- rely on Windows Live or Skype to communicate (although that's what we did in the early stages of our relationship)

- send countless text messages and hang on the phone with him

- count the days and hours till I see him next

- not be able to see him everyday

It makes me even more thankful to know that I get to live with the love of my life, and it makes it all even more wonderful. I must say that sometimes, reading others love stories and all the things they have to do to keep their love alive (especially those in long distance relationships) warms my heart. But I am seriously thankful that I don't have to go through that sort of anxiety and frustration.

Many people think that we took things too fast. We got involved too soon. We introduced our parents (well just moms, really) too soon. We jumped into the relationship too soon. We moved in too soon. We got pets too soon.

Well, sometimes, yes, I do agree. Other times, I think - oh who cares. This is where our relationship is going to be heading anyways. I liken it to jumping into a cold shower. You know you like it, you know you want to and you know the sharp cold water will jolt you but hell, instead of going in bit by bit, why not just literally jump in and face it! It sure feels a shit load better ;)

Happy 7th month hun... <3

Something fun

I read this in the papers and somehow it's just really amuses me...
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Many of the sentences below make clever use of puns and other devices to communicate more than one meaning. If you paid attention in English classes, you would most likely enjoy them.

1. The roundest knight at King Arthur's round table was Sir Cumference. He acquired his size from too much pi.

2. I thought I saw an eye doctor out on an Alaskan island, but it turned out to be an optical Aleutian.

3. She was only a whiskey maker, but he loved her still.

4. A rubber band pistol was confiscated from algebra class because itw as a weapon of math destruction.

5. The butcher backed into the meat grinder and got a little behind in his work.

6. No matter how you push the envelope, it will still be stationery.

7. A dog gave birth to puppies near the road and was cited for littering.

8. A grenade thrown into a kitchen in France would result in Linoleum Blownapart.

9. Two silkworms had a race. They ended up in a tie.

10. Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.

11. A hole has been found in the nudist camp wall. The police are looking into it.

12. Atheism is a non-prophet organization.

13. Two hats were hanging on a hat rack in the hallway. One hat said to the other "You stay here, I'll go on a head."

14. I wondered why the baseball kept getting bigger. Then it hit me.

15. A sign on the lawn at a drug rehab centre: "Keep off the Grass"

16. A small boy swallowed some coins and was taken to the hospital. WHen his grandmother telephoned to ask how he was, a nurse said "No change yet,"

17. A chicken crossing the road is poultry in motion.

18. The fortune teller who escaped from prison was a small medium at large.

19. The man who survived mustard gas and pepper spray is now a seasoned veteran.

20. A backward poet writes inverse.

21. In democracy, it's your vote that counts. In feudalism, it's your count that votes.

22. When cannibals ate a missionary, they got a taste of religion.

23. Don't join dangerous cults; practice safe sects.

Pliot

Everyday I read thru ninemsn.com.au (well, because my email's registered address is still my Australian address so whenever I log out, it directs me to the Australian MSN homepage).

Anyways, this caught my eye.

See... even professionals make mistakes :P

Keeping it sane...

I finally understand the need for a routined life. Prior to this I used to wonder - why do we live like ants. Wake up, get dressed, go to work, come home, unwind, sleep and repeat it all over again the next day. Is it the familiarity of a routine that gives us some sense of security? Is it the that we fear society pressure? Is it the mundaness that makes the other things in life seem more interesting?

I never understood it. But gave in to it anyways. Better to go with the flow. It's not something I want to waste my energy and focus on battling the flow. Why not. Besides, it's not like it makes my life miserable.

This morning my mother called up with sad news. My dog - Benji had passed on in his sleep. He was not feeling too well earlier for the past week. Battling an infection, he had thrown up whatever he ate. As a result, he was reduced to a frail old dog. Dr Gilbert had told us that he may not make it (considering that he's already 14 human years) because of his age and that we should be prepared. Day by day mom slowly nursed him, encouraged him and coddled him, but he refused to eat.

She had called up the clinic and told Dr Gilbert what happened. He said he'll send someone over at about 9-ish.

I feel quite distraught and relieved at the same time. I'm glad that he doesn't have to suffer any more. I'm glad that he's finally at peace. I'm glad that he doesn't feel any more pain. But at the same time I miss my little brown dog so much. I've had him since I was 12.

I cried uncontrollably. Colin cradled and hushed me after I got off the phone with mom. Then my alarm rang. I just got out of bed and did my morning routine with tears creeping down my cheeks.

As I took off for work, I kissed Colin on the forehead and said as usual, "Hun, I'm going to work now..." he opened his eyes and stared at me. "Bun, are you okay?" I nodded and turned towards the door. He sat up in bed instantly, looking at me, "Bun... are you sure you're alright?" I turned my face towards him but my eyes were on the ground. "Yeah, I'm fine..." and I walked out.

I walked down to the carpark, got into my car and drove to work. As I was driving, that was when I realized, why we need routines. To keep us sane. Because we like a sense of control and being controlled. If I had no routine, I'd be a mess right now. My routine is keeping me sane. Keeping me from remembering. Keeping me from reliving memories. Keeping me in my skin. Keeping me from crying uncontrollably. Keeping me from driving all the way back home and burying my Benji Boy.

I'm fine for now. I have my routine to occupy my mind. I have work. I have other responsibilities because of society's pressure. Now that I have not much time to myself, I'm fine. I can keep things under control.

But later when I get home and I will have no routine... that's when I will break down. I'm anticipating it. In a way, I can't wait. I feel the pent up sadness waiting to come out. I feel the need to mourn for my Benji boy...

Mom just texted me. Dr Gilbert came personally to pick Benji boy up this morning at 9-ish. Bo was pissed and kept growling at him for 'taking' Benji away. Poor thing. I don't think she understands.

Benji - I love you boy :) You're the best dog anyone could ever have. Handsome, patient, giving and loving. Above all, you were the prince of my heart.

Rest Ben-ben... rest... good boy *pat*

Benjamin

1994 - 2009

That's me and Benji boy about 3 years back"Another picture???""Come mom... let me help you with gardening!"

my strong man :)

Puppy's been having a bit of car trouble lately... nothing seems to go right... and one morning we discover that the rear right tyre was completely flat...



So we had to change the tyre... well HE had to change the tyre. I just made myself helpful whenever possible.

And I learnt that you can't just screw the tyre back in... because there's a way to do it to stabilize it

Eeee my puppy's so smart :)

Chiam See No 2

"Any one who gets this Chiam See is just like the moon when it shines. You are now the same as half a dead tree when it receives some dew and fresh air, it recovers its strength turning to perfect condition as it was before and having fruits and leaves as usual, like old mirrr which should be regularly polished otherwise it will not shine. What you are going to do should be consulted before it is done. Your luck for other things with the exception of love is good."

Not entirely a bad one but not entirely a good one either. Oh well... at least it's not all bad. All I need is a push and encouragement to reaffirm what I can do... :)

Review : New Year's Resolutions

One of my previous posts about New Years Resolutions.... I should've known better than to actually come up with a list.

It's been four months since I've made my list. Here's a review of my resolutions in RED

a) not to over eat
I have been over eating these last few weeks of 2008 and I really need to stop stuffing myself!

Well, not that I completely stopped stuffing myself, there is the occasional stuffing myself silly with food... but it's not AS often........... *shuffles feet around*

b) exercise
Make full use of the condo's swimming pool facilities. May it be half an hour or just 10 laps a day... it's still exercise.

This is non-existent. This will sound like an excuse, I know but it is partly because

a) I was quite busy during the first two months

b) I fell down and hurt my left leg in March so I didn't want to be swimming with open wounds/scabs

Will try to make it happen sometime this month....

c) less choccies
Had a eeeky dream last night that I had a massive pimple break out... I'm actually terrified!

This has happened. I've stopped snacking on choccies and sweets and what not AND have been drinking as much warm water (to cleanse my body) as possible. So far so good.

d) curb the green-eyed monster
This is still.... in the process......... but not to worry, green-eyed monster is on a leash. Let's just hope that the leash is strong enough :) But I'm quite sure that it is now.....

Oh well... 1 1/2 out of 4 isn't the best... but it's still better than nothing!