High-Tech Granny

I think things here have changed alot since i came here. In my aunt's house i mean. In Singapore.

Like for instance, my grandma. A few years ago she was struggling to switch on the telly and suddenly. she has a brand-new ultra-super-sleek walkman phone AND her own personal DVD player. Which even I have trouble working. Sadly.

She can now sit quietly in her room and listen to her Mawi CD without driving anyone off the edge. She used to make us all listen to his songs in the car all the time and told off anyone who dare make any snarky comments about her idol. It got so bad i actually had to make sure i brought my mobile and earplugs whenever we went out to try and keep my sanity...

It's depressing really, to find that your own grandmother can actually sms faster than you. Sigh.

Oh and i forgot to mention one thing. We relocated the cats.

The ringworm situation was getting a little out of hand(my sister) so we decided to move them to a nearby kampung. I read on the internet that ringworm heals by itself even if it does take a long time. So i agreed to move them somewhere so that it'll heal without victimizing anyone else. I thought it was a good idea since a) they would have enough food b) we put them beside a little river so they'd have water c) there was an empty house for sale nearby so they'd have shelter

They also won't be subjected to any scary cat-eating mums out there. The environment was also perfect for the kittens to learn basic survival skills and the tall 'lalang' provided more than enough lizards for Munchie to catch.

Course im going to miss them but it makes me feel way better knowing that they won't die or anything out there. Plus, my mum's nag-o-meter's gone down which is a mega bonus.

I am officially related to Frankenstein.

My sister developed this hideous jaw-dropping allergy that started from a tiny little ringworm. It's either she's allergic to the fungus or the ringworm cream she used. We didn't tell our mom so the thing started getting larger and the rash was definately not doing a good job of blending in. It was creeping up her neck and we just had to break it to her. My parents went amok as expected, and took her to the clinic where she got a jab. Hopefully it'll die down before school we go back to school or she might as well come wearing a zombie costume.

No im just exaggerating.

Anyway, here i am in Singapore enjoying the city life minus the freaky masked inhabitants. The swine flu outbreak has definately taken it's toll here. My mum's obviously gone a tad bit paranoid and went out to buy sanitizers and doctor psycho masks for us. My aunts have also ruled out cycling by the beach because my sister's going to be 'too exposed to the sun'. Yes, keep her in the dark or else she'll sizzle away into nothingness. Might as well throw out all the garlic and buy little coffins for us to sleep in.

My kittens : D

Aren't they tiny? They easily fit into the palm of my hand ^^

We've already got one person who wants to adopt the baby boy! So there's still 2 available if anyone's interested. I'm looking for RESPONSIBLE owners who will take full care of these little darlings and not end up at the SSPCA or the sidewalk.

I was so antsy during the birth time i couldn't sit still. Munchie was practically writhing in agony on my bed(yes she gave birth ON MY BED) and i was actually telling her to push harder out loud. Luckily no one was in the room at the time 0.0

She came to my room at about 5 in the morning meowling in this real weird voice, pacing about restlessly. I got her to lie down in the basket i prepared and tried to calm her down. Then her contractions started and this sticky yellowish fluid started dripping from her bottom. My sister came in with her friend and the 3 of us sat down beside the basket trying to get her to stay quiet. Being my first birth, i was worried sick.

The birthing process didn't actually start till the afternoon. By this time my sister had gone downstairs and her friend was long gone. So i took a vid of the first baby being born.



My sister took a long but pointless video of the Mummy and her babies a few days after the birth. Check it out.

Midnight Musings

My eyes are half dead from sleepiness and im up to my neck in projects. I've been running back and forth between people's places so much this whole week that Kim's house has become my second home. Blogging seems next to impossible. I've never been this busy in my life.

An account of Esther Price's life, a presentation, reasearch on sweatshops, a ton of english assignments including a written biography of Roald Dahl's life plus our music project in which we have to dance and sing. PLUS the second term exams are looming up. With the dark ages ahead of us, we need to do all we can to keep our sanity in check.

Me, brenda and jacques had a wacky conversation earlier on msn. Nobody was making much sense. I guess those are the results of trying to socialize at 1 am in the morning.

PS: the kittens were born on mother's day! 2 girls and a boy : ) ADORABILITY TO THE POWER OF 300.

Twilight-tastic?

The great thing about Kim is that she gives the BEST ideas!

Syaf: hooooww am i gonna get all the kittens adopted in a month!? HELP ME.

Kim: you can sell it on Ebay!!

Syaf: (twitch)

Come on, be realistic! What if the guy's actually a perverted cat molester disguised as a kind old lady? I thought that was pretty good. Or not. Well anyway, she told me that even if i saw the guy face to face he could easily be a cat meat lover. She definately had a point there so i suggested we sneak into his house and test all his steaks which happens to be an AWESOME idea! I still don't get why she started sighing afterwards. Ahem, she was the one who wanted to sell them on Ebay.

Bah, normal people simply cannot accept my overpowering intellect.

So the whole of today i've been moping about in my room with my laptop, wasting the day away googling random stuff and watching whatthebuckshow, happyslip, nigahiga, community channel etc. etc. in the hopes that some lighthearted comedy would lift my awfully depressed state due to my unsatisfactory results which i will NOT talk about because it'll only make me go back to.. (shudder) the dark side.

Funnily enough, i temporarily lost my mind halfway through and started watching interviews with Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart which led me to watch a pretty pointless but cute one hour photoshoot with the cast of Twilight for Vanity Fair. Actually it's more of a Bella and Edward photoshoot since only one picture was taken with the whole cast. Ha.

I have no idea why i ended watching this because i have never been a huge Twilight fan. Most probably i caught the disease from my aunt who happens to be err.. Robsessed. But don't worry Ucu, i won't go into the gruesome details.

The Twilight books are awesome though. I happen to have the whole series. I mean, they really take you into the heart and soul of the whole thing and you can actually feel as if you were Bella, living HER life. The description of Edward Cullen for example, which i bet most people can relate to, is just so detailed and precise that you can actually you know... feel him or smell him and imagine exactly what he would look like. Cold porcelain skin which a perfect, angular face. High cheekbones, a stronge jawline, his straight nose and full lips. His messy hair which retains the unusual bronze shade that he inherited in his human life from his biological mother.

He's a 6 foot 2 with a slender but muscular body and has purple bruises under his eyes which were once green. Sort of like a dead person.

Trust me people, once you've read the book the movie will almost ALWAYS be a disappointment. Just like Harry Potter. Ah well, what can we do? At least they got in all the key parts.

Anyway, Stephanie Meyers is a wonderful writer. The Twilight Craze was.. well, crazy. Every girl in the school was reading a Twilight book! Left, right, up, down. Eclipse, New Moon, Breaking Dawn, Twilight. I didn't get what the big deal was so i finally gave it try and i thought wow,

J.K Rowling has finally met her match.

Spontaneous Combustion: I've always loved books... i just don't know how to choose good ones for some reason. Hmm.



Here's one for you Ucu. I thought it was quite cute : )

Kittens and Trust Issues

Guess what. I'm pregnant.

Okay fine i'm not but Munchie is. IT WAS UNEXPECTED! I thought she was an innocent little kitten who turned out to be.. well, not so innocent. I saw the first signs when she was lying on her side on the bedroom floor. Her nipples were swollen and pinkish.. typical of a pregnant kitty. Then, her stomach began to swell. And all hell broke loose.

It took a hundered and one excuses to cover up the truth from my mum, the ultimate cat hater in the house. My sister and i had to turn into persistant beggars just to keep Munchie. She barely agreed to THAT, what more a covey of 5 little rolling balls of fur? I think she would rather get her brand new sofas scratched all over than allow me to keep the kittens. Which i have no intention of doing so of course, since i have both eczema AND asthma.

Still, she does not trust me.

It's driving me nuts! Am i that prone to adorability? And i already promised her a billion and one times that i WOULD get them adopted in a month. She actually wanted to a) toss the whole lot at a nearby coffee shop b) let them rot to death in the SSPCA or c) eat them

Ok c) isn't true but the others are. And of course i said no! I am not cruel thank you very much. And i know what the conditions are in the SSPCA because i volunteered there with Christie for a while. I'll just sum it all up in one word- 'bad'. I think they already have enough cats and dogs to take care of without having to take in another pregnant cat which became homeless because the owner's mum doesn't trust her enough.

"I'm sorry but i'm going to have to dump the cat her cause she's pregnant and my mum doesn't let them stay at the house cause she thinks im incapable of getting them homes myself because i'm too much of a sucker when it comes to cuteness"

Come on people, have a heart. She didn't even let Munchie give birth to her kittens in the house! In the end, my dad convinced her to at least let them stay here while i go around finding homes for them. My dad has always been the softer one when it comes to animals. Thanks to him, lives have been saved! At least while im around. Unless my mum decides to kill them of course, and i don't mean using a knife.