Jack is Kai is Jack is Kai

Perhaps my heart is ruling the better of me…but sans their fur colour, don’t you all think Kai resembles Jack? The kindly eyes, the markings on their coat, their mannerisms (opps i forgot you guys can’t tell from a photo).


Jack


Kai

Ok, brief history:

I had Jack when i was still a little babe running around in little pigtails. He was my childhood playmate when my older sis deemed me too pesky to be around with. I shared with him my prized tea time snacks of super rings and twisties and he listened when no one else could understand why I really really wanted another barbie doll. He really understood. He gave me hugs by ‘pouncing’ on my little shoulders and we had races each day during our daily walks. As both of us grew I got caught up with everyday life and forgot that a doggie’s life span is much shorter than a human’s. Our daily talks and walks lessened but he was always there when I needed him…

Until one day, his energy was suddenly zapped away by the cancer monster. (I never even knew cancer existed in the animal world!) I tried desperately to feed him the chips and twisties he once so loved. As he lay on the floor, speaking to me through his eyes that he can’t fight anymore, hot tears spilled down my cheeks. As I regretted the times I didn’t spend with him because of something else seemingly more exciting, we made the decision to put him to sleep and end his pain. I never had the chance to make up for long walks or long chats. Till now, I wish I had…

Until Kai! Each time i look into Kai’s eyes, I see Jack. I never quite believed in re-incarnation till now. Perhaps, I’ll do better this time…

I used to be…

I used to live out of a luggage – having to plan my wardrobe for the next entire week
and making sure I had enough toiletries to last through my trip… Dragging my high-heeled feet with luggages in tow to the airports at ungodly hours and constantly musturing strength to plant a forced, yet genuine looking smile on my ‘perfectly’ made up face.

Gone are those days as I threw in the towel a month ago…my last day having been 29th september. I remember heaving a huge sigh of relief as I replanted my feet (firmly this time) back on Singapore ground and bid ‘good riddance’ to my uniform, manicured pink nails, coiffed hair, fake smile and japanese…yes..my smattering japanese. I still chuckle to myself thinking back on how I had to struggle! ‘kohii, ocha, watashii??!!’

Of course, there are and will be many things to miss. Shopping all over the world, the art museums in New York, beautiful weather in San francisco, the buzz of Japan, clubbing in LA with emily…(yes Emily, you are dearly missed! :()

BUT I reckon that I would much rather slave my pretty ar*e at home (singapore), save my pennies and jet-set myself all over the world. I am sure this time, I would take in the sights and sounds of my travel destinations with a lot more gusto! 🙂

‘cinderella’ me slaving in my apron get-up


cheshire grinning me.

me and emily-my reason in LA. miss ya lots!

first times…

It is official. I have been initiated into ‘blogging world’. Having once turn up my nose to those who bear their souls to the world, i now eat my words!

Like all ‘first times’, this is indeed exciting and fresh to me. I forsee myself logging in everyday excitedly to ‘blog’ about my hopefully ‘colourful’ subsistence and posting up pictures of trigger-happy me.

To all reading this: a very warm welcome! I will try *fingers crossed* to be as interesting and engaging as i can. Read on all! 🙂

to start the ball rolling……presenting….ME.