Need to stop being distracted!!
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Friday, April 26, 2013
The Kitten
五日前、うちの近くに子猫ちゃんみつかった、
ママどこにもいなかった、
ある男性がいた。spcaに電話したが、きたくなかった。悪いじゃないけど、子猫を取ったら、多分死んちゃうから。
とにかく、子猫うち二持って帰ってきた。
友達連絡した、fostererを探した。
早く探せたから、よかった！
今子猫ちゃんがadopted(採択？)した！
うれしい！
Okay. Approximately 5 days ago there was a fellow at my block hollering over the phone at the SPCA cuz they didnt wanna come pick up a kitten he found. Apparently the mom was nowhere in sight for a few hours so he presumed it had been abandoned and brought it with him to the void deck. It's good SPCA didn't wanna come cuz they would probably have to put it down if no one adopted it. I believe i could find a fosterer and subsequently, an adopter for it so i offered my
help. The guy left me with the kitten.
It meowed non-stop unless you had a hand giving it warmth and comfort and was actually, quite a real pain! Yes, it literally screamed when you left it alone So we never did for more than 2minutes. Anyway my parents wouldnt let me keep it so i found someone to keep it in their home for the night. He kept cats so he knew what to do.
Meanwhile i contacted a friend who gave me the contact to a fosterer. And it was settled that I would bring the kitten over the next day.
So that's what I did. Cabbed all the way from the East to the West all the while busying the kitten with my twirling finger above its head so it wouldnt keep meowing and disturb the cab driver too much. He was really nice about it though! He only charged me $20 instead of the actual $23.70 fare.
The fosterer found an adopter for the kitten so it's got a new home now!
The End!
ママどこにもいなかった、
ある男性がいた。spcaに電話したが、きたくなかった。悪いじゃないけど、子猫を取ったら、多分死んちゃうから。
とにかく、子猫うち二持って帰ってきた。
友達連絡した、fostererを探した。
早く探せたから、よかった！
今子猫ちゃんがadopted(採択？)した！
うれしい！
Okay. Approximately 5 days ago there was a fellow at my block hollering over the phone at the SPCA cuz they didnt wanna come pick up a kitten he found. Apparently the mom was nowhere in sight for a few hours so he presumed it had been abandoned and brought it with him to the void deck. It's good SPCA didn't wanna come cuz they would probably have to put it down if no one adopted it. I believe i could find a fosterer and subsequently, an adopter for it so i offered my
help. The guy left me with the kitten.
It meowed non-stop unless you had a hand giving it warmth and comfort and was actually, quite a real pain! Yes, it literally screamed when you left it alone So we never did for more than 2minutes. Anyway my parents wouldnt let me keep it so i found someone to keep it in their home for the night. He kept cats so he knew what to do.
Meanwhile i contacted a friend who gave me the contact to a fosterer. And it was settled that I would bring the kitten over the next day.
So that's what I did. Cabbed all the way from the East to the West all the while busying the kitten with my twirling finger above its head so it wouldnt keep meowing and disturb the cab driver too much. He was really nice about it though! He only charged me $20 instead of the actual $23.70 fare.
The fosterer found an adopter for the kitten so it's got a new home now!
The End!
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Saturday, April 20, 2013
The Dream of 20th April's Morning
This dream was no doubt another strange one. unfortunately, I can't recall the bulk of it.
I just remember one specific part. The setting was Sentosa. I approached a hanging bridge, and sitting on its railing was the most adorable little furry lemur. There was a storm and the rain battered at its fluff, sending a series of shivers down its tiny back. I was decked in a black raincoat, and inside, I believe, I donned a wildlife researcher outfit of some sort. The rain was crackling against the shell of my coat and the wind forbade me to reach out a hand, but i was only concerned about capturing the creature. So reach, i did, cupping the little furbundle ever so tenderly in my palms. It was really the cutest thing. But not the cutest thing I'd seen in my dreams. There've been countless ones of puppies, kittens, hamsters.. I guess this one is just especially exotic.
Anyway i had not a clue what was the purpose of my capturing the little furbundle, but I suppose some lab research was done on it or something. And once done, it was like a repeat of the same scene when I captured the creature, except this time I was returning it to the railing. The storm hadn't abated and when i released the little thing, it clung on tightly to the rail, its little body threatening to flip and tumble away into the great beyond. Still, small but mighty, it managed to scuttle away pretty quickly.
And that's all I remember.
Oh yes. I also remember at one point there was a rifle competition going on! Oh my, those days have long since passed and yet I still dream of them. Wowhee.
These are the closest pics I could find on google of the lemur in my dream.
I just remember one specific part. The setting was Sentosa. I approached a hanging bridge, and sitting on its railing was the most adorable little furry lemur. There was a storm and the rain battered at its fluff, sending a series of shivers down its tiny back. I was decked in a black raincoat, and inside, I believe, I donned a wildlife researcher outfit of some sort. The rain was crackling against the shell of my coat and the wind forbade me to reach out a hand, but i was only concerned about capturing the creature. So reach, i did, cupping the little furbundle ever so tenderly in my palms. It was really the cutest thing. But not the cutest thing I'd seen in my dreams. There've been countless ones of puppies, kittens, hamsters.. I guess this one is just especially exotic.
Anyway i had not a clue what was the purpose of my capturing the little furbundle, but I suppose some lab research was done on it or something. And once done, it was like a repeat of the same scene when I captured the creature, except this time I was returning it to the railing. The storm hadn't abated and when i released the little thing, it clung on tightly to the rail, its little body threatening to flip and tumble away into the great beyond. Still, small but mighty, it managed to scuttle away pretty quickly.
And that's all I remember.
Oh yes. I also remember at one point there was a rifle competition going on! Oh my, those days have long since passed and yet I still dream of them. Wowhee.
These are the closest pics I could find on google of the lemur in my dream.
Thursday, April 18, 2013
A Purples In Life
Just some pics of my hair which i decided to splatter with la riche. But this was a week ago, so now it's not so nice anymore :C
And also, 50cent-a-pair sox from some cotton on sale at Bishan Junction 8! There were lots of nice knits and stuff but most had been mangled by the hoards of the day :S Also, most were in M or L which were kinda huge as cotton on sizes always are. Anyway love 'em sox. All cute and dolly and stuff.
And also, 50cent-a-pair sox from some cotton on sale at Bishan Junction 8! There were lots of nice knits and stuff but most had been mangled by the hoards of the day :S Also, most were in M or L which were kinda huge as cotton on sizes always are. Anyway love 'em sox. All cute and dolly and stuff.
The Dream of 18th April's Morning
Well this morning I had another strange dream. The theme of the dream was something like the movie, Invasion, and probably subconsciously inspired by it, except that I watched that movie like a few weeks ago so it's strange that the effect came on only now.
Anyway, I dreamt that we (we meaning I and other random characters) were in a house, and all was peaceful until we realised... the zombies were outside! And it was all cool and movie-like, with one of the girls going to a window, and upon seeing a zombie silhouette appear through the fog, she gasped, and moved away slowly from the window. Everyone was being all scared about the zombies finding out about us, the ones who hadn't changed. We were thinking of ways to prevent them from knowing. Just like in the movie, Invasion, we thought that if we went outside and acted like the rest of them, they wouldn't notice! However, my experience from watching the walking dead lead me to think, but we don't smell the same do we? And then they'll notice!
So I don't think we ever got out of that house, but the dream jumped to another scene. Still the same scenario, but this time, it wasn't zombies outside, but really those people who had got invaded. This meant that they acted like normal people, but they had no feelings, no expressions etc etc. Anyway for some really, really strange reason, my sister and I had become tiny little gnomey dwarf things. Yes. Perculiar indeed.
We ran along the streets trying to find a hiding place, but it seemed like they could still notice us, and they were chasing us. We got to one building and ran inside. It was dark, and there were a bunch of ledges along the wall that we were trodding on. But in the darkness, we could still see an even darker figure moving. My sis was like, "Omg. What's that." And I was like "Shyt, don't know." And then we saw it. Its gleaming eyes of crystal and fire. It was a freaking giant pug from the underworld. Or maybe because we had been reduced to the size of an apple, the dog really looked gargantuan to us. It had sensed us and was growling, twisting in circles, flicking its ears to catch the tiniest proof of our existence. Then it saw us. Through the illumination of the moonlight flowing through one of the broken glass windows of the building (this window had just appeared at this moment, seriously, it wasn't there when we came in!), our silhouettes could be seen. And so it lunged. Saliva spitting, breath a-heaving, claws glinting in that dreaded moonlight.
We, of course, panicked and screamed and yelled and what have we, but the dog just didn't get us, somehow.
And then we saw a fellow, who looked like Morpheus, sitting on one of the ledges. He said, "You shouldn't be here. This building is mine." He was wearing matrix sunglasses and was sitting, legs crossed, in a very zen position. He could have been meditating or looking into the future through those lenses for all we knew.
And so, we very obligingly left the building, unscathed but only by the breath of a bumblebee's leg hair.
We were back on the streets again. Everyone had been invaded already and it was just the two of us, tiny little helpless gnomes, scuttling down the roads. We tried to stop at various shops and hide beneath their display counters and the like, but somehow it seemed like the people could always sense our presence, no matter how small and unnoticeable we thought we were. And in fact, there were actual police chasing us. We heard the sirens, the dogs, the commotion all around us. But we ran on and on....
Finally, we stopped at this house where apparently, the woman had not turned. It was an old lady. She must have been quite a pro cuz she was pretending to be one of them and they still hadn't even noticed. And then the police came up to her. My sis and I had no time to hide so we just stopped under her orange bush in the garden and literally, acted as a garden gnome -.- Oh my god. I cannot even believe i actually dreamt this.
One of the policemen came up to me and gave me a poke. I didn't budge. Actually I was really amazed by myself. I'm usually unnaturally ticklish so I expected to crumble down or curl up in my sensitivity, but no. I stood my ground. And the policeman seemed convinced we were really garden gnomes.
Once the police left my sis and I relaxed. And I don't know what happened next but it was around this moment that the dream ended.
Anyway, I dreamt that we (we meaning I and other random characters) were in a house, and all was peaceful until we realised... the zombies were outside! And it was all cool and movie-like, with one of the girls going to a window, and upon seeing a zombie silhouette appear through the fog, she gasped, and moved away slowly from the window. Everyone was being all scared about the zombies finding out about us, the ones who hadn't changed. We were thinking of ways to prevent them from knowing. Just like in the movie, Invasion, we thought that if we went outside and acted like the rest of them, they wouldn't notice! However, my experience from watching the walking dead lead me to think, but we don't smell the same do we? And then they'll notice!
So I don't think we ever got out of that house, but the dream jumped to another scene. Still the same scenario, but this time, it wasn't zombies outside, but really those people who had got invaded. This meant that they acted like normal people, but they had no feelings, no expressions etc etc. Anyway for some really, really strange reason, my sister and I had become tiny little gnomey dwarf things. Yes. Perculiar indeed.
We ran along the streets trying to find a hiding place, but it seemed like they could still notice us, and they were chasing us. We got to one building and ran inside. It was dark, and there were a bunch of ledges along the wall that we were trodding on. But in the darkness, we could still see an even darker figure moving. My sis was like, "Omg. What's that." And I was like "Shyt, don't know." And then we saw it. Its gleaming eyes of crystal and fire. It was a freaking giant pug from the underworld. Or maybe because we had been reduced to the size of an apple, the dog really looked gargantuan to us. It had sensed us and was growling, twisting in circles, flicking its ears to catch the tiniest proof of our existence. Then it saw us. Through the illumination of the moonlight flowing through one of the broken glass windows of the building (this window had just appeared at this moment, seriously, it wasn't there when we came in!), our silhouettes could be seen. And so it lunged. Saliva spitting, breath a-heaving, claws glinting in that dreaded moonlight.
We, of course, panicked and screamed and yelled and what have we, but the dog just didn't get us, somehow.
And then we saw a fellow, who looked like Morpheus, sitting on one of the ledges. He said, "You shouldn't be here. This building is mine." He was wearing matrix sunglasses and was sitting, legs crossed, in a very zen position. He could have been meditating or looking into the future through those lenses for all we knew.
And so, we very obligingly left the building, unscathed but only by the breath of a bumblebee's leg hair.
We were back on the streets again. Everyone had been invaded already and it was just the two of us, tiny little helpless gnomes, scuttling down the roads. We tried to stop at various shops and hide beneath their display counters and the like, but somehow it seemed like the people could always sense our presence, no matter how small and unnoticeable we thought we were. And in fact, there were actual police chasing us. We heard the sirens, the dogs, the commotion all around us. But we ran on and on....
Finally, we stopped at this house where apparently, the woman had not turned. It was an old lady. She must have been quite a pro cuz she was pretending to be one of them and they still hadn't even noticed. And then the police came up to her. My sis and I had no time to hide so we just stopped under her orange bush in the garden and literally, acted as a garden gnome -.- Oh my god. I cannot even believe i actually dreamt this.
One of the policemen came up to me and gave me a poke. I didn't budge. Actually I was really amazed by myself. I'm usually unnaturally ticklish so I expected to crumble down or curl up in my sensitivity, but no. I stood my ground. And the policeman seemed convinced we were really garden gnomes.
Once the police left my sis and I relaxed. And I don't know what happened next but it was around this moment that the dream ended.
The Night
was bright
like disco lights
They flashed and clashed
Like shards of glass
So striking that they could be seen
Right through my eyes, though closed, could glean,
the spears of raging, jagged tracings
underlining life. Amazing.
Energy, raw, and pure and strong
Kept me awake, watching as long
as flickers kept on bursting through
the fog, the rain, my curtains too.
They pierced right in and met my eyes,
ablaze, amazed, the sky could cry
with such anger, fury, madness...
Why?
Is it our work? this intense storm
made strong by humans
chasing cash? And in the process hurting Earth? Nudging her to the tipping point?
When it's reached,
and it won't be long,
we'll have to pay.
I hope I'm wrong.
like disco lights
They flashed and clashed
Like shards of glass
So striking that they could be seen
Right through my eyes, though closed, could glean,
the spears of raging, jagged tracings
underlining life. Amazing.
Energy, raw, and pure and strong
Kept me awake, watching as long
as flickers kept on bursting through
the fog, the rain, my curtains too.
They pierced right in and met my eyes,
ablaze, amazed, the sky could cry
with such anger, fury, madness...
Why?
Is it our work? this intense storm
made strong by humans
chasing cash? And in the process hurting Earth? Nudging her to the tipping point?
When it's reached,
and it won't be long,
we'll have to pay.
I hope I'm wrong.
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Another Cute Shirt
And once again, she could not resist. It was an adorable raccoon sketch on a dainty pink polka dot background! It was just too cute. And the price made it all the more tempting. Only $5!! Oh my.
Thus, once again, she had fallen victim to the jaws of that Cotton On outlet with the perpetual sales. Positioned so conspicuously among the numerous sports retail shops at Velocity, it was just impossible to miss. And impossible to ignore.
Although the size was not a perfect fit, (Only M was available), she decided it would be cute as a poofy dress too. So she skipped off to the counter gleefully with the treasure in her hands like a pirate with a bountiful loot~ and wala! A new shirt to add to her never ending, growing collection of cheap finds.
Thus, once again, she had fallen victim to the jaws of that Cotton On outlet with the perpetual sales. Positioned so conspicuously among the numerous sports retail shops at Velocity, it was just impossible to miss. And impossible to ignore.
Although the size was not a perfect fit, (Only M was available), she decided it would be cute as a poofy dress too. So she skipped off to the counter gleefully with the treasure in her hands like a pirate with a bountiful loot~ and wala! A new shirt to add to her never ending, growing collection of cheap finds.
The Goldfish and Accessory
このまえ、金魚のよしこちゃんのお話を読んだ~~
おかしい話しだったが楽しんで読んだ
あとで金魚のイヤリングを買った。。。ちょっと重けど、かわいい~U・x・U
recently i read the story of Yoshiko-chan the goldfish. It was a weird story but I enjoyed it anyway!
And then I got tempted to buy a pair of goldfish earrings. They're a lil heavy but too cute!
おかしい話しだったが楽しんで読んだ
あとで金魚のイヤリングを買った。。。ちょっと重けど、かわいい~U・x・U
recently i read the story of Yoshiko-chan the goldfish. It was a weird story but I enjoyed it anyway!
And then I got tempted to buy a pair of goldfish earrings. They're a lil heavy but too cute!
Sunday, April 14, 2013
The Pret-tea
life is made so much more wonderful with pretty things.
Such as this pot of flower tea from Paradise Inn.
I could gaze at it all day~~
Such as this pot of flower tea from Paradise Inn.
I could gaze at it all day~~
Friday, April 12, 2013
The Fundraise
Really happy to finally see my shirt design on a physical shirt! The puppy looks so adorable in huge print hahaha... wish i'd made the heart red though cuz the pink looks beige instead.
Anyway the back of the shirt says "Don't shop, please adopt!" which is a slogan I thought of for the campaign.
Also in the mix are 3 badges with chibi animals that i drew. In bunny, cat and puppy (not pictured cuz im lazy to photograph it separately.)
Anyway the back of the shirt says "Don't shop, please adopt!" which is a slogan I thought of for the campaign.
Also in the mix are 3 badges with chibi animals that i drew. In bunny, cat and puppy (not pictured cuz im lazy to photograph it separately.)
Saturday, April 6, 2013
The Dammed.
Sign the petition to stop the Belo Monte Dam being built without consent from the natives to which that land their heart belongs!!
http://amazonwatch.org/take-action/stop-the-belo-monte-monster-dam
Well it seems like they've gone and done it again. Those people whom I have no idea what is going on in their minds, have.
HUNDREDS OF SPECIES LOST. HABITATS DESTROYED. HUMAN LIVES AFFECTED.
You see, the Brazilian government has given the go ahead to build what is going to be the world's third largest dam, Belo Monte, and in the process, destroying thousands and thousands of wildlife, habitats and even human lifestyles. Yes, even though humans are involved they really don't seem to give two hoots. You thought those kind of people only couldn't give a dam about wildlife, but apparently it doesn't matter even if its their own kind either.
Imagine it. The tribes. Their whole world must have collapsed on them in one moment after receiving that news. Their whole lives would be gone. Their homes, their culture, their history... everything imprinted on those lands will be flooded through and destroyed... Those heartless people sitting in their clean, white, concrete offices with velvet sofas and glass tables couldn't understand two inches of the pain the tribes are going through. They just sit there behind those walls and pretend like that's the only choice they have. What with sustainable energy supply for future generations. People are losing their homes here already what hoot do you think they give about electricity?? What with environmental surveys and shyt. It's just for show. If they really cared, they wouldn't need a survey to tell them what's the value of the entire forest, what's the damage that would arise from their selfish decisions. They would be able to see it. That vast expanse of everything wonderful and beautiful. In fact, the license for building the dam was granted by an environmental agency itself. Okay, I get it. Sometimes politics and stuff make things complicated and you can't always have it your way even if you care a lot about the Earth. But this is an AMBITION verses PEOPLE'S LIVES! Is it so difficult to choose? If the dam has been planned since 1975 and hasn't been built till now and Brazil is STILL recognised as a rising economy, why do they still need this installment?? A survey isn't going to show you that if you can't already see something right in front of your eyes.
Sure I ain't no tribal person but humans feel for other humans. Right?
They've tried to redesign and redesign the dam over and over again over the years but clearly it doesn't work. Even if you are just building a dam in one small area, the effect carries over the entire forest. Just because you can't see CO2, doesn't mean CO2 levels aren't rising. It's the same problem. There is still so much controversy and fighting and sadness and anger because people think they need so much energy like as if they don't produce enough ATP everyday to sustain their exploitative habits already.
Dam removal helps restore wildlife. This has been done in Columbia, and the re-influx of nutrients and opening of migratory paths allowed salmon runs to rise again when they were close to being terminated forever. Salmon is the livelihood, culture and history of both natives and locals living in that area and losing it would mean losing their identity forever. We cannot try to change the Earth by breeding salmon and putting them back in the rivers, but we can change it by reversing the damage done. By removing the dams that blocked salmon migration pathways for miles, the recovery was quicker than anything humans could have done with their own hands.
Now we are planning for destruction again. In this case, turning back time would not even be possible for some endemic species which would be lost forever.
Sign the petition to stop the Belo Monte Dam being built without consent from the natives to which that land their heart belongs!!
http://amazonwatch.org/take-action/stop-the-belo-monte-monster-dam
Thank you!!
Read More:
http://www.npr.org/2013/02/13/171902544/hungry-for-energy-brazil-builds-monster-dams-in-the-amazon
http://www.spiegel.de/international/world/construction-of-giant-dam-in-brazil-threatens-part-of-amazon-region-a-880735.html
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