Back by popular demand!

Ok…not really, since I really do not have that many visitors…and now..this is private, hence, even less people…but hey! Just put up with me on this!

I have been tremendously busy lately, hence the lack of posting…
Things have been a lil out of hand, with me working my heads off.. *vomits blood**panda eyes*

Anyway, last weekend, I was just being a lazy bum, sitting here, staring at the monitor, surfing the net, when suddenly, a friend msged me:
Friend: Eh..what happened to the pups?
Me:…?? Nothing! Still here…Driving me up the wall…
Friend: How come you never blog about them these days?
Me: No time…It’s soo darn hard to take a pic of them these days I tell you…I tell you!!
Friend: Hahaaha…hyperactive?
Me: That’s an understatement…they’re just crazy!

3 months ago:
Me: Wahhh! The pups so cute!!
Friend: Wait till they start running around…then it’ll develop into a love-hate relationship
*Seriously*…I love them to bits…yet sometimes they can make me so angry I feel like turning them into barbeques!

I still love Lucky tho…and of course, Bailey too! At least they listen to me…
The other 2…they’re so playful (or crazy)…they’ll just bite me, bite my pants, the keys…my tag and lanyard, pounce on my already ever-so-heavy laptop bag and hang there..
Once dad was trying to open the door (padlock’s outside), and he dropped his keys (obviously also outside)..the next thing we know…the keys were at the garage, and we had to look for another set of keys to open the door..
(-.-)”

Anyway, since it has been sometime since I took pics/ video of them, I decided to do so, esp when a few friends of mine actually asked me what happened to the pups…
I went down…and tadaaa!
Right on time…They’re about to go for a walk, hence dad put them all up the table, makes it easier for dad to make them wear their collar..
They can’t “attack” me now…muahahahaa

Ok…not quite…I sometimes think Patchie is a half kangaroo…When he was younger, he seemed like the “dumbest” of the lot…falling off tables and chairs…but now? He just jump off the table gracefully…when even dogs as big as Mon Mon gets trapped when we put him on the table..

There! All up at the table…
From left: Lucky, Patchie, Mon Mon, Bailey (Just in case)
Good thing Mon Mon (I call him Monster sometimes…I can never understand why he’s twice the size of the other 2…and the mom is only half his size…or maybe less than half) didn;t move much…at times when he moves around quite a bit, all the other 3 will get thrown down the table… (>.<)

Another one still on the table…Bailey at the back…hence, “missing” from the pic

And now! All ready for the walk…. I was taking their pic when dad suddenly went “Eh eh…can see me anot?Nice anot?”
Me: Eh? you want to be in the pic? oklorr….
*hahahaha…evil me, wanted to exclude dad in the pic*

Also took a video of them, while dad was “fixing them up”

As noted, the video ended with me being attacked (yet again) by Mon Mon, and lost balance…
(=.=)”

Conclusion: Can’t think of any. It took me a lot of effort to come up with that video. Enjoy that!

I have a dream

I have a dream, a phrase made infamous by Martin Luther King, Jr., when he spoke of his desire for a future where blacks and whites among others would coexist harmoniously as equals.
The speech was widely hailed as the masterpiece of rhetoric, often considered to be one of the greatest and most notable speeches in history and was ranked the top American speech of the 20th century by a 1999 poll of scholars of public address.
At the end of the speech, King departed from his prepared text for a partly improvised peroration on the theme of “I have a dream”, possibly prompted by Mahalia Jackson‘s cry “Tell them about the dream, Martin! (Wikipedia)

Everyone has dreams. Perhaps that, connected his speech with the people.
I, too, have a dream. In fact, I think everyone does.
When I was young, I dreamt of becoming an architect. When I grew older, I dreamt of being a doctor. Then, I dreamt of being a pilot, dreamt of going places, to see the world.
As I got older, it became apparent to me that those dreams were too far fetched. I then started to dream on doing well in my studies, to head overseas to further my education.
Surprisingly, with each careful steps I took towards my dream, things seemed more far fetched than ever. Not because I couldn’t achieve them, but more so because my dreams grew with me.
By the time I was 18, my dreams were simple. There were 2 of them.
And since, Every step I took , was a step nearer to where I want to be. But sadly, my 2 dreams were also on the contradictory end. I chose one, and gave up another.
But what was the price paid for that dream?
A friend of mine commented “You know, I’ve known you for a few years now. And everytime I see you, I wonder, have you ever been truly happy?”
I didn’t answer that friend of mine then. But perhaps this is my answer:
The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle. -Anais Nin-

Today, I have a dream. I dream that one day, I will be self-sufficient and doing well. I dream that one day, people dear to me will be able to live comfortably, simply because I can give them the best of things.
I dream that one day, I will get to further my studies.
I dream that one day, I will go places, and meet people.
I dream that when that day comes, I will have true friends that would share my joy.
I dream that one day, I will meet someone that shares the same dream that I have, someone that walks the same path, someone that walks the same pace.
I too, have a dream.
After all, a man’s dreams are an index to his greatness.

Without a doubt, I have my fair share of doubts, my share of uncertainties. I’ve wondered if I’m really going anywhere, if whatever I’m fighting for is really worth fighting for. And not surprisingly, I think about the worthiness of it all the most when the worse times of the year hits. Times when I was just worn out from it all, tired, and sometimes, even frustrated at how things don’t seem like they’re moving the way I planned them.
I have wondered if I will truly be happy when everything falls into place that one day, in the future.
I have wondered, I have given much thinking into it…and then I realised, I would never really know, until that day comes…
So, I hope, and make myself believe that when that day comes, I will be happy.

Conclusion: Ultimately, I do not think I’m the happiest person around (For I am aware that I’m rather hard to please and impress), and hence, I doubt I will be one that jumps around with joy when things turn out well. But I hope, I dream, and I believe.
For if you lose hope, somehow you lose that courage to be, that ability that helps you go on in spite of it all. And so today I still have a dream.