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Oh, what can I say. I think my female owner is addicted to going out, just the way she was addicted to eating in Brisbane. Being at home at 11pm is disconcerting for her. If she had a choice, she would jio someone out for supper... just that she doesn't have that many supper friends these days.

You know, like hibernation, when you store up fats to last you through winter, my female owner is furiously meeting her friends, in anticipation of the 10-month famine in 2009 where she will be separated from her friends.

Her plans for today: She was supposed to meet her Melbourne Fren for lunch before meeting her Onli Fren for shopping in the afternoon, and end off the day with a dinner at her Couple Frens’ house. Melbourne Fren cancelled lunch due to last minute work. At the same time, my female owner found someone who was willing to go to the Live Turtle and Tortoise Museum with her at last minute’s request. Hence, she postponed her shopping trip with her Onli Fren since it is rare that anyone would accompany her to ulu Jurong to see uninteresting reptiles.

The last time my female owner went to the Turtle Museum 1.5years ago (actually she thought it was 3-4years ago, until I showed her my records). Most of the exhibits remain intact, except that there were less turtles/ tortoises/ terrapins at certain enclosures. As usual, my female owner bought some turtle food to feed the terrapins (unfair! What about us?!)

This signboard is new

turtles, captive or domesticated, are the same everywhere. we get excited when it is feeding timethis turtle was an anomaly though, he continued his yoga stance even though it was feeding time. my female owner made friends with this turtle which allowed her to stroke his head, the way she does it to Dodo.

check out her pretty nails! how do turtles in the wild maintain their good looks?!

An impromptu decision to watch a movie in the late afternoon caused her to be super late for dinner at Couple Frens’ house. And believe it or not, the group of friends (mix of her Badminton Kakis and JC friends) spent the time watching the latest hit drama serial on national television. And it was Wii time! Haha. Apparently, my female owner had super bad hand-eye coordination, resulting in her being a joy to watch and laugh at.

I heard that her sweet friends planted a surprise birthday ops for her and after “forcing” her to finish her bottle of beer, brought out a yummy tiramisu cake to celebrate her birthday. So heart-warming!

Wii time ended close to midnight and my female owner hopped over the street to Onli Fren’s house as Second Onli Fren was there as well (ya, her friends lived so near to one another in ulu Sembawang). Second Onli Fren, Onli Fren, Baby and hubby were around when she reached. Suddenly Onli Fren got excited and said that “hey! We can play bridge!” She got more and more excited and repeated her bridge request twice… and suddenly, a long-time friend whom she had not seen for ages, Ghandi, popped out from nowhere holding a cake cum candle (apparently, Ghandi was to appear when Onli Fren repeated herself three times). Wahaha. Another pleasant surprise for my female owner.

seen

I haven’t seen my female owner much around the house since Christmas! She has been RTS (roaming the streets, as pointed out by her father).

Friday, she went to work in the morning. Was about to go home when her Second Onli Fren jioed her out for shopping. Then my female owner met her parents for dinner – Curry Fish Head. And of course, at night, she had games and supper with her Impromptu Frens and reached home about 4am+ on Saturday morning.

What distresses us when she reaches home at such unearthly hours is that she would go into the Balcony to look for us and almost certainly, wake Dodo up from his sleep!

Waking up on Saturday afternoon, her Functional Fren jioed her to go cycling at East Coast that day. And off she went. It turned out to be a fun yet trying day as their lack of planning/ spontaneity led to several inconveniences such as being stuck in traffic, not being able to find parking and even, not being able to find a place to take a shower!

Dinner was another overdose of food centre fare. Joined by another Impromptu Fren, the three of them had a big sinful feast of lala, sting-ray, chicken wings (again), satay, sugar-cane. Then, they jioed her Librarian Fren out for durians at Geylang. Another trying experience for my female owner as she tried not to aggravate Functional Fren who was frustrated at the start-stop traffic. At the same time, she found that she was at the receiving end of the other Impromptu Fren’s annoyance (he had already reached Geylang). She wasn’t impressed. Anyway, durians were good.

So my female owner got home and zonked out immediately.

Sunday came. Overslept. Didn’t make it for church. Dragged her lazy body out to attend a pair of married friends’ house-warming party. Dragged because their house was in an ulu part of Singapore and she had no transport. Thankfully, her Couple Frens were able to give her a lift. House-warming was alright although it felt like Chinese New Year visitation.

Then my female owner came home! Wahaha! In the afternoon. She spent like 2 mins with us. Her father started to scold her for not taking better care of us (ie. not giving us water or food). So he did the right thing and fed us! He did a bit of turtle gazing too. I bet you, we managed to charm him. Ah, then the family left to East Coast (again?!). They had plans to celebrate my female owner’s birthday.

Yawn.. I’m so tired.. update more another day.

Anyway, while talking to her Intuitive Fren today, my female owner realised that she had been eating chicken wings everyday since Christmas. No wonder she is sick of them. Like he said, most of the chickens in Singapore must be without their wings by now.

games

My female owner had one of her funnest night so far in Singapore, with her Impromptu Frens. Remember I mentioned before that my female owner enjoys being among familiar company, laughing and chatting about anything under the sun? The night was filled with such randomness.
The amazing thing was that she organised the outing only yesterday evening but everyone turned up. Her main aim in this outing was to draw out her Librarian Fren and if possible, her Clever Fren, so that the whole group could spend some time together. Her Librarian Fren was often busy while her Clever Fren was notoriously difficult to book, especially if it is a last minute jio (he is NOT impromptu at all). Happily, he turned up (“just in case” my female owner was flying off soon, so sweet).

Happy times were made up of silly card and board games (was it any coincidence that my female owner aced the “avoid being married” game but lost the “management” game?), trying to get the logic and rules of the games without driving anyone to suicide in the process (she played the game twice but still made the same errors, much to the amused exasperation of her Clever Fren – there is a reason why she calls him Clever right?) and free-flow conversation at post-games aka supper.

Ah, same-aged peers, with similar life experiences, exchanging opinions about life and all. How refreshing and energising for my female owner. No pressure to conform, no agenda to meet, no expectations to live up to. Just a group of friends being themselves.

slope

My female owner is rolling down the slippery slope of spiritual relapse apparently. The latest indicator being that she didn’t make it for any Christmas service. Neither did she spend any time reflecting on the significance of Christmas. It was just like any other day.

But then again, she was not feeling well since Christmas Eve. Her symptoms? Loss of appetite, soreness of joints and backache, but without any fever (or rather, she couldn’t tell since she had no thermometer). Some of her “well-meaning” friends even congratulated her on being pregnant. Wahaha.

Ah, given her weakened physical state, my female owner couldn’t/ didn’t make it for the 0800hr Christmas service (I’m not sure whether it was an ability or attitude issue). She was then 1.5hrs late for her “Oldies Club” meeting scheduled at 1030hr. Made it in the nick of time to see two of her long-time friends before they left for other Christmas appointments. Having not seen her parents since Christmas Eve Eve (sounds like the kind of interaction she had with her Brisbane housemates, doesn’t it?), my female owner rushed home to “show face” to her family for 30mins.

Then, she did the most perplexing thing ever. She went to play badminton with some of her impromptu friends in spite of her condition. For some strange reason, the physical exertion actually reduced some of her symptoms! (I secretly think that the exercise actually jolted her body back into motion, after months of gaining weight and sedentary lifestyle). And rounded off the day with a feast at a popular food centre. So much for loss of appetite!

I know that my female owner was still a little off-form last night, coz she chose not to meet her aikido friends at night... and slept super early too.

jolted

It’s Christmas! My female owner has mixed feelings about Christmas. She got together with her ex 8 years ago on Christmas. The day that changed her life. The trajectory of her life.

Every year, she thinks about how life could have been, if she hadn’t gone steady with him. Not many people may know, but my female owner did tell her ex that she wanted to break up a few months after getting together. In response, he persuaded her to stay together and even scolded her for being a timid turtle (锁头乌龟). Ah, and she caved in under his persuasive powers. So soft-hearted!

Being back in Singapore, my female owner has a nagging fear of meeting him on the streets. What would she do? What would she say? More importantly, how would she feel? Anger? Disgust? Disdain? Certainly not anything positive. Once in Brisbane, my female owner thought she saw him in her peripheral left vision in the lecture theatre after church service. She was jolted out of her seat. A split second later, her logic (of the impossibility of that happening) took over and she quickly calmed herself down.

fuss

Over the past few days, my female owner had a few encounters which left her with no choice but to admit that her body is in need of great repair.

Start first with her eyebrow repair job on Sunday. The beautician made a big fuss over her dark eye rings, dry skin around the eyes and the lack of spirit in her eyes (which, according to her, is a consequence of spending too much time on the computer).

Then she went to cut her hair on Monday. The hair stylist and his assistant exclaimed at her dry, damaged and fizzy hair and how her hair is badly in need of treatment and strengthening. My female owner conveniently blamed it on the Brisbane weather.

As if that is not enough, her Second Onli Fren took a look at her and asked “can you dress up more? You used to dress much more trendily. What happened to you?” She ignored my female owner’s excuses of having not enough clothes in Singapore and no income to buy new ones. Exasperated, Second Onli Fren dragged her around the shopping centre to get “more glam things”. Their loot after 1.5 hours – a white jacket, a pair of working pants, three pairs of shoes and a white bag.

At night, she met up with her aikido gang. One of her friends exclaimed loudly to her “wah, you put on weight!”

When she went back to her former office today, her former boss whispered to her friend that “she has put on weight”. And he didn’t bother to say anything else to my female owner!

Ah.. one fuss after another, my female owner is convinced that she needs to take better care of herself. She needs a makeover.

blessings

My female owner woke up to an anticipated boring day as the only appointment she had was to attend church in far far east with JF… which she didn’t make it.

Old habits die hard. She woke up late coz she went out late the night before.

My female owner chilled-out with some friends at a bar where the Japanese manager performed magic tricks for the customers. As usual, my female owner was "sabotaged" (courtesy of JW, aka her Melbourne Fren who made "special arrangements" with the magician). The magician asked her to guess the number of red soft sponge balls he placed in her hand. Guessing "3" when she thought he placed 2 in her hand, she opened her hand to find a male organ (actual size) expanding from the mass of red sponge she held in her hand. Omigod! Anyway, that was still fun. And hey! my female owner didn't binge-drink.

Anyway, back to today. Upon smsing JF of her non-attendance, he directed her to a live webcast of the service she was supposed to attend. Watching it made her regret not making enough effort to wake up in time (ah, we turtles took a peek at the screen too). Pastor was preaching about being a person of vision, value and compassion for 2009. Even through the internet, my female owner responded to the message.

The rest of the day turned out to be one blessing after another.

Started with her brother who came by and bought lunch for her. My female owner was then minding her own business, surfing the internet when from a distance, her brother caught the screen – Ipod Nano. He quickly asked if she was thinking of getting one and my female owner said yes (she had actually went price hunting yesterday at dodgy Sim Lim where her ex-bf used to work, and was hesitant to get one because of the cost and her current financial situation). Her brother told her immediately that he would get her one (wow!) and even suggested getting Itouch (which is more expensive). My female owner was so touched by the gesture!

Ah, then later in the afternoon, her Second Onli Fren called her, asking if she would be keen to do eyebrow embroidery that evening. My female owner had been meaning to do it for a long time but the place where she wants to do has a six-month waiting list (can you believe it?). Time that she cannot spare. Second Onli Fren was essentially giving up her slot in the waiting list for my female owner.

Soon after, another friend called to say that he was coming over to her house, without giving any reason. Turned out that he wanted to pass her a Christmas cum Birthday present. The thoughts and effort which went into the gift warmed my female owner’s heart. Check it out, so cute!

My female owner had never been a great fan of Care Bears, but she had previously gone ga-ga over them coz they were so cute and endearing. Hence, the appropriateness of the gift. Notice how the box fits the bears perfectly? Lucky bears.

Ah, and she got a lift to the eyebrow place (no need to struggle through public transport!). Eyebrow repair work took longer than expected, by then it was about 2000hr. Second Onli Fren then told her that she was invited for dinner at her friend’s house. And so, she drove my female owner to indulge in a home-cooked Teochew porridge dinner. How blessed!

And after dinner, my female owner had the chance to catch up with her Second Onli Fren one-to-one.. and they made the impromptu decision to visit Onli Fren and Baby.

Ah, what an eventful day, for a day that started out as boring and empty. My female owner is definitely happiest when she gets to spend time with her close friends. Such a blessed day indeed (but we didn’t get to see her as a result!).

challenge

[continued]

And so, my female owner ended up at a bible study group on a Friday night (her Friday nights have not been very “happening” so far).

For some strange reason, she found it easy to talk to the strangers there. She even told JF not to bother about her, that she would take care of herself. The people present were generally about her REAL age or older. Their warmness, sincerity and friendliness made her feel at home very quickly. Although it was small talk, she could sense their genuine interest in her.

Among all the people who spoke to my female owner during dinner, one person, whom she figured was the leader of the group (and my female owner forgot her name), stood out. Very aptly, she challenged my female owner to make her days at Brisbane count, to look beyond her academic pursuit and to build up relationships. She reminded my female owner that personal development is as important as completing her course. And after hearing that my female owner is a Christian, she challenged my female owner to take an active part in her church and bible study group. Words of knowledge spoken by a stranger, affirming the issues that my female owner has been mulling over. It was as if God was talking straight to her.

The main session was even more ministering. They screened a short movie about a Singaporean male who was a former drug addict. He was a hardcore drug addict who was in and out of prison (the longest time he was out of prison was 7 months, and the shortest time was 8 hours). Once in prison, he was caned for a drug offence. Out of boredom, he asked the Malay prison guard for a comic. The guard handed him a Chinese bible instead. He read a passage from the Bible (where there was a bookmark), was convicted by what he read, cried out to God for forgiveness and and repented of his ways. That was the turning point of his life. By God’s grace, he was transformed into a gospel composer and musician and is now reaching out to current drug addicts and prisoners.

That video touched my female owner. It was again, an apt reminder of how God can transform lives and use people, but only if they are willing to. My female owner, once again, felt the challenge to be more committed to her Christian faith, to expand her comfort zone and to be willing to step out to be used by God.

Ah, I don’t think she can ignore this prompting for much longer.

leading

My female owner once again experienced God’s faithfulness and love today.

She made arrangements with the ex-colleague who invited her to join his bible study group (let’s call him JF) to meet him at Tanah Merah MRT at 1930hrs. Now, Tanah Merah is eons away from Ang Mo Kio. My female owner was ambivalent about going whether it would be worthwhile going, so she nuaed at home until it was too late to take public transport and be on time. Her only alternative was to drive down. The main problem was that she had never driven to TM MRT before and she has no street directory.

She smsed JF who replied with the address of the place (a landed property, so she did not even know which estate she would be heading towards – turns out to be Bedok) and directions that read “U go by PIE exit Simei. At the junction where u can see Expo and MRT track, turn right. There after, turn left when u hit the first junction. Turn right after temple on the right. Then call me. =) ”

And people familiar with my female owner knows that firstly, she is a poor driver, secondly, she doesn’t know her roads and thirdly, even with directions and a street directory, she gets lost.

Armed with this sms (and a secret hope that she would be so lost that she wont be able to make it for bible study), she left in her father’s car, driving head-on into peak hour traffic on the expressway. Putting aside her grievances about Singaporean drivers, my female owner survived the stop-start traffic and arrived at what looked like a temple but turned out to be an old folk’s home.

Now, remember that she didn’t know which estate she was supposed to be in. She called JF whose phone was cut off abruptly. Oh well. She decided to find the place herself. In front of her were two options, either left or right. My female owner deliberated for a while and told God that He had to guide her to the right place, if He really wanted her to be at bible study. My female owner decided to turn left and follow the road leading into a maze of private estates. There were many minor roads or streets she could have taken to locate the exact Jalan, but my female owner went along the main vein and followed the road and with some divine help, found the exact street which she was looking for, with a spare parking space.

Amazing! It was definitely God’s leading all the way. Without a street directory, without getting lost, in darkness, my female owner knew that she was not there at no. 56 by chance.

[to be continued]

stalking

My female owner has a question which she wants a good answer to.

Why did her ex-bf (aka my ex-male owner who abandoned us)’s girlfriend of one year request to be added to my female owner's MSN?

This GF once (or many times?!) sussed out my female owner’s Friendster account. But asking to be put on one’s MSN list brings this cyber stalking to a whole new dimension.

Anyone with a good answer?

ouch

And so, my female owner claims that she forgot to bring us to Onli Fren's house to be cooked. Hence, they had to settle for ABC soup comprising of sweet corn, tomato, carrot, potato and spare ribs.

Pork with red peppers and onion (ironically, the pork came from Kangarooland)
the anyhow put together egg tofu with prawns
And no, they didn't cook Baby. Thought that I should put the first human face ever on my Turtle Pad. Anyway, my female owner had this fleeting thought to borrow Baby to show her aikido friends... claiming that it is hers...

Onli Frens tell you the truth, even when it hurts:

My female owner was whining to Onli Fren last night that she had no clothes to wear in Singapore because she grew fatter ... and Onli Fren offered to lend my female owner her maternity clothes!

Second Onli Fren was talking about how Onli Fren had progress in life, as compared to her or my female owner. My female owner replied to Second Onli Fren "at least you are younger than me!" and Second Onli Fren said "yah, you are really far behind, cannot deny that".

Ouch.

Frens

The day started wrong for us turtles. My female owner had a big hand in it. She was supposed to spend the day at her Onli Fren’s house, cooking and baking (so auntie!). Clueless about what Asian dishes to cook, my female owner suggested brewing turtle soup as a joke. Somebody please tell her that things can never be joked about. It was ever more scary when she identified Nanook and myself as the main ingredients (coz we are not as smart as the boys, and we are her ex-bf’s pets).

Oh well… it was with a big sign of relief when she left the house, without us. She sounded so serious at one point in time, coz she said that I should be cooked, because I eat more than Dodo!

Anyway, it turned out to be a relaxing nua day for my female owner as she spent the time with her Onli Fren and Baby. The sweetener came when her Second Onli Fren came by. Ah, a rare chance to be surrounded with her Onli Frens!

The three gals had known one another for more than 10 years and Second Onli Fren (the youngest of the three) couldn’t help but compare where each of them were in terms of life stages. Onli Fren had progress the most in her life – graduated, worked, got attached, married, honeymoon-ed, pregnant, baby. Second Onli Fren: graduated, worked, attached. Female owner: graduated, back to studies.

Ah.. true to her second nature of being a turtle, my female owner was the slowest in life. As what Onli Fren said “you wasted your youth on him”. So true. 7 years of her life with a guy who personifies AGAB. No thanks to her indecisiveness, naivety and blind faith. There’s nothing she can do about the wasted years and dwelling about the lost years ain’t going to bring back her youth.

What does Jesus say about this? Perhaps Jeremiah 29:11? My female owner’s favourite verse.

shape

Contrary to expectations, my female owner hasn’t gone for any aikido lessons since she came back to Sunny Singapore. In fact, she didn’t make contact with any of her aikido mates. Can you believe it? Her social-phobic genes were in full gear… and she found it strange to be contacting people to say “hey! I’m back!”. A few of them know that she is back, only because they MSN-ed her to check (so sweet!)

Anyway, because her aikido instructor (of whom Onli Fren has conjured up strange hypotheses!) is currently in Nepal, my female owner decided to wait until he returns before attending class. Meanwhile, she spends her time eating, sleeping and reading.

Ah… at this rate she is going, no hope of her getting into shape! Speaking of which, my female owner has (wisely) decided not to buy any new clothes until she is about to leave… in case she puts on more weight from now till then.

free lance

On looking back at the year that flew by, my female owner thinks that she led a “free-lance” year. The year started with her clearing leave from her previous organisation (i.e. she went to work sporadically) and preparing to move to Brisbane. In Brisbane, she had lessons only on two days, leaving her with a “flexi-schedule” (an oxymoron, if you know what she went through) for the rest of the week. Back in Singapore now, she is supposedly on holiday but is holding two flexi-hours jobs in-between meeting up with people.

Hence, 2008 is a year where she was left pretty much to her own devices. Living on her own, she accounted to no one for her whereabouts. It was really independent solo living, "come and go as the wind". In addition, she was accountable to no one but herself to complete what she needed/ wanted to. She set her own work goals and planned her schedule to meet them “own time own target”. She could stay home the whole day with the laptop in front of her in the name of work and no one would query “why you never go work/ school?” She also mastered that art of looking as if she is working hard but is actually on MSN (not difficult to master apparently), much to the amusement of many of her course-mates.

I think my female owner found it refreshing that she is no longer doing work just for the sake of doing (sai kang, as many can identify with her). She no longer has to meet dodgy key performance indicators, or market herself in the workplace by doing presentations that she don’t believe in or planning for operations that were nothing but wayang shows to justify her colleagues’ existence, and being dumped with all kinds of random work in the name of “exposure” and being “junior”.

east

Before my female owner left for Singapore, her bible study group leader spoke to her about attending a church/ bible study group while she is in Singapore. She termed it as “spiritual relapse prevention”. She told him upfront that she would attend Sunday services but would be unlikely to attend any bible study groups coz she is “social phobic and do not want to make efforts in getting to know people in such a short time”

Apparently God has other plans. In one random moment, she wrote a FB tagline which says “wonders what to do in Singapore”. It was just a random thought in which she did not expect any reaction from the cyber-community. However, in the many who responded to her, one was a distant Christian ex-colleague who invited her to his church and bible study group.

And for some reason, my female owner agreed to attend both… and she wonders why… especially since the venue is in far far east… where she doesn’t have a direct bus service and when her former church is just a ten minute walk away.

sabotaged

My female owner has been wondering who bothers to read what I write. She tried to identify the readers with her Potahto Fren today and came up with a list.

1) Potahto (of course!)
2) Her Onli Fren
3) The female Couple Fren
4) Intuitive Fren
5) Klayhead
6) Q
7) Mr Squabbles (?)
8) Sunflower (?)
9) Avalon (?)
10) Ser (?)

And I realised that my female owner sabotaged my efforts at being anonymous/ private. She left comments on her Intuitive Fren’s blog using MY identity… which effectively announced my cyber-presence to their mutual friends who might access his blog.

Brilliant. Let me sulk in the corner

heels

For the first time in 10 months, my female owner wore her working heels yesterday. You see, she was geared up for a job interview (which she got – Praise God). My female owner wore flats 95% of the time in Brisbane as they were more comfortable, making it easier for her to move around in school. And also, she didn’t want to tower over people any more. What a difference 10 months made!

She once prided herself as being able to run in heels and skirt. It was not the case anymore. For one, she found it disorienting to be 8cm taller. Suddenly the ground seemed much further, going down stairs more challenging and people are much shorter.

More concerning, she felt the impact of her dodgy left knee as she struggled to stay balanced on her heels. The strain was new to her and so she concluded that her dodgy knee problem escalated in Brisbane.

champagne

My female owner is bored. Having free time is a luxury that she doesn’t know how to handle. She found the 2-week hiatus in July easier to manage. With less time, she was in greater pressure to squeeze out as much catching-ups as she could. Like what her Functional Fren said when he found out that she would be around for two months “huh? You will be around for so long ah, if I know, I meet you in Feb instead.”

And so, with time to spare, my female owner procrastinated in telling people that she is back. There are some friends who are still unaware of her return/ temporary mobile number. Ah… her anti-social genes are spawning! In fact, my female owner didn’t really make plans to meet up with anyone and most of her meet-ups so far had been impromptu/ last minute, except, ironically, with her Impromptu Frens who ever sweetly, planned a Champagne Party for her.

As usual, my female owner enjoyed the company of her Impromptu Frens. It was a special gathering, coz her Librarian Fren was back from her UK studies. Finally, for a brief period of time, the four gals who were fellow comrades in their previous workplace, are together again. An afternoon of doing nothing, but accomplishing lots.

Toasting to their friendship (in unglam non-champagne glasses)

cutesy macaroon cake

Hands of friendship

hmm... Santa on a cracker. My female owner never played with a Christmas cracker before!

gingerbread men

There was a day in the not so distant past when my female owner had an impromptu baking session with her Therapist (this was in Brisbane). They had some time to spare after a workshop in school and decided to do what they always said they would do after their exams… and that was, to bake, using my female owner’s cookie cutters.

Quite quickly, they decided on baking gingerbread men. Even though they had no recipe or idea what ingredients were required, they headed for my female owner’s house. Their plan was to search for a suitable recipe online and innovate if they did not have the required ingredients… and innovate they did (what on earth is molasses?)

Anyway, all’s well that end’s well and here are some photos of their impromptu baking escapade.

the two budding CBT therapists at work (not in the sense of the traditional Cognitive-Behavioural Therapy, but Cooking-Baking Therapy)

their fluffy gingerbread men blink-blink turtle
check out this turtle with eggs.. hope my female owner wasn't thinking of me when she made this for her Onli Fren..
check out the happy feetthe random cookies...

meaningless

My female owner was reasonably frustrated yesterday (Friday), to the point that she forgot to feed us.

Firstly, she had been sneezing ever since she got back to Singapore (that is Wed night). Her sneezing fits are usually very serious, running into hundreds/ day, leaving her exhausted and feverish.

As if that was not enough, she was arrowed to attend a distant relative’s wedding by her father who didn’t want to go. The relative was so distant that she didn’t know how they were connected… possibly her father’s cousin’s son (is that her second degree cousin?). And to be more specific, it would probably be her father’s mother’s brother’s son’s son. She also didn’t know who to congratulate (i.e. who the groom’s parents were).

Anyway, she had to drive her father’s new car to the hotel, chauffeuring her mother and auntie. The drive was shocking and unpleasant, with rude drivers who did not bother to signal their intentions to reckless drivers who made illegal u-turns to inconsiderate drivers who cut into her lane. A far cry from Brisbane drivers.

Reaching the wedding in a foul and prejudiced mood about “wasting her time (specifically her first Friday night in Singapore) at a wedding that means nothing to her”, it was no wonder that the time was pure torture to her. Food sucked, service slow, company boring, body tired, nose itchy etc..

Ah, never force my female owner to be in an unfamiliar social setting without a good reason. She will make her unhappiness so obvious that you wished you never asked her.