Sky's the limit

A picture I just took from my bedroom window, another advantage to living on the top floor.

39 days left.
You and me.

Poppysmic

DonDon & me.

Birthday in 2 days time!

Mittens

I'm an insomiac.
AND IT'S REALLY FRUSTRATING, SAVE ME PLS.

Friday(night): Hardly slept.

Saturday: Woke up @ 8 for Sat touch.
Extremely tiring game.
About to zonk out @ 5 when I remembered I had to make shortbread for B.
Made all night long, too freaking tired @ 11.
Knock out @ 11pm.
Woke 11.45pm and I can't sleep anymore for the rest of the night.

Sunday: Kept myself busy, insisted on no naps so that I can sleep soundly @ night.
Didnt work, tossed and turned all night.
Tell B I'm an insomiac @ 5.
Went to my brother's bed to sleep.
Couldn't and came back to my room @ 6.

Monday: Up by 9, had breakfast & done by 10.
Here I am @ 10.08am blogging,

I am tired inside out and it's SO FRUSTRATING I WANT TO KILL MYSELF FUCK

Crunchy

Crunchy passed away today too, and I did not see it coming at all.

It had been so happy eating his nuts and mouthfulls of bread everyday. The only puzzling thing was C was so tired two days back, so much so that it falls asleep even on our hands.

I'm upset but not distraught because Crunchy left so happy and in peace.
It was a short two years but I enjoyed every day of my little angels company.

Love you Crunchy and Munchy.

One week since accident

The (yellow)bruise on my face?
It's raw, uncensored and unedited.

Fiesta

Ben Sherman dress from B for Christmas & I'm loving it!
Hehe.

Mystery

I just received an anonymous package with a smiley!
I'm pleasantly surprised and slightly amused.
Bcos it's a pair of sheer zebra printed stockings.

I contemplate returning to the return address.

But first, I want to find out who :>

Munchy

I am not exaggerating when I say my life is going downhill.

Today, I lost Munchy.



Munchy, I knew your days were numbered bcos you fell ill. You grew so thin and frail. But, I prayed every night that you'll get better.

Only you didn't. Your white coat of fur shed so much till I could see your pink body.
Your legs were so weak that you couldn't climb up to your cozy house anymore and I had to bring the house down.

And every morning, I hold my breath to shake the cage a little to check whether you were alive and each time you moved, I felt relief.

I remember when you were still young two years ago and I chose you and Crunchy out of a few others cos you two were best friends.
I remember when you still had so much energy and would eat so much nuts.

I will always love and remember you, Munchy.










I feel awful and my heart is breaking.

I've been taking it out on everyone and flowers from my favourite people did cheer me up.
I'm sorry & thanks for putting up with my shit.



p.s: I never, ever want to see you again.

December

December is supposed to be the happy month.
Because everything is coming to an end.
And because it's my birthday month, if anyone cared to remember.

But for me, the feeling of drowning is only starting.

I miss people, who do not miss me.
I still love people, who hurt me before.


I think I am losing my mind.

Pictures speaks a thousand words